There's the progress
we have found (when the rain)
A way to talk around the problem (when the children reign)
Building towered foresight (keep your conscience in the dark)
isn't anything at all (melt the statues in the park)
Buy the sky and sell the sky and bleed the sky and tell the sky
Don't fall on me
There is a tide in
the affairs of men
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows...
On such a full sea we are now afloat,
And we must take the current when it serves
Or lose our ventures.
-- William Shakespeare
If you go down in
the flood it's gonna be your fault.
Oh pretty mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now?
I had my own very special
El Nino experience, in the flood waters of the northern California coast.
Read about it here.
It has been a while
since I last wrote a thought. Perhaps I didn't have one, at least one worth
writing about. I worked for Newfire
for a while, until that company nearly ran out of money trying to sell authoring
tools to game developers. I am off to a new job at Live
Picture, which has excellent technology for viewing high-resolution
pictures and panoramas on the net, as well as 3D objects that can be looked
at from all angles. I suspect my opportunity there is much greater and I'm
pursuing it with vigor.
The sky still cries
out here. Water soaks up everything. The world is saturated, the runoff
is wild. If you think you can tame it, or make a profit off it, you haven't
got A Clue. If you think you can face
it without fear, read this.