Record of the Day 9-11

Posted on September 12, 2002 in Neighborhood The Home Front

Zeno- thought I was going to spend the day sitting in a lotus position, chanting sutras or maintaining a monkly silence. All I intended to do was avoid watching or participating in any kind of media. I made one phone call — to my dentist to get a temporary crown reattached — and spent most of the day having a Sabbath in which I read And the Violent Bear it Away, installed a new html editor, played some games on my laptop, napped, taught myself a few things about cascading style sheets, and watched Roger Corman’s The Pit and the Pendulum.

I wasn’t lured out of the house. The main noise from the neighborhood was the clang, bang, and roll of dolly wheels as a moving company brought a new family to occupy the condo that the fellow with the dog just evacuated. Once they finished, the street shrieked in silence. I was glad not to see the flags or hear the long winded speeches by the pResident and others. I ably blocked any thought of the two towers coming down from my mind. I think the greatest respect for the dead that I could give on this day was simply to live. And that is what I did.

Thanks to my visitors for observing this site’s media blackout.