tomorrow and tomorrow

rode the bike down to the power company today and paid that tiny bill.  i should have at least one more month to call it a tiny bill, that is until they start raping me for the joys of modern technology; air conditioning.  so far it has been nice and cool enough that i can leave the windows open and have a nice little series of fans kicking.  working well so far.  nice 5+ mile little bike ride today.

took a stop off at a great local book store that has been around forever, Reed's Books.   look around for a while and saw a great number of things.  picked up "Childhoods End" for 4 bucks and i cant fucking wait to read it.  there were so many books there, it would have taken me entirely too much money and time to go through them all.  so, perhaps a weekly pilgrimage would do me well.

i read a Fantastic Tales magazine from 1947 that had a short story in it from Ray Bradbury called "Tomorrow and Tomorrow".  i got through the first couple pages before i put it down and moved on, but i cant wait to go back and finish it.  the first paragraph sucked me in..

"Up to the time that he opened the door, the day hadn't been different from all other days.  Walking Los Angeles hunting for a job he couldn't find, looking in store windows at food he couldn't buy, and wondering why the habit of living got so strong that you couldn't break it even after you didn't want it any longer."

somewhat depressing and yet all true at the same time.  at least for me.  cant help the way i feel i do.  it was a great few pages that i cant wait to finish.

my head hurts now and i think i need a nap.  why is there always so much bullshit to deal with as far as life goes?  rhetorical, i know, but what other kind of question can i ask on a blog?