Tuesday, February 03, 2004

It was supposed to storm. It was all anyone could talk about. The "big storm." 14 inches. The meteorological equivalent to the Cuban Missile Crisis.

Schools closed. Restaurants shut their doors. Stores sent employees packing.

It never snowed. Not one goddamned inch.

Distended dreams, intimations of fluorescent holocaust.

"I've never done good things.
I've never done bad things.
I never did anything out of the blue."

--David Bowie, "Ashes to Ashes"