Sluggish Friday

[rejectomorph]

The hour is late. Sluggo worked for a while this evening, then showed me his blue screen and napped. I returned to find that there was almost nothing new here, after three hours. Is everyone out doing things, or are they sharing my utter lack of ambition? It sometimes seems to me as though there were a fixed amount of ambition in the world, so that whenever some group of intensely focused people become active, as with a political campaign, everyone else is drained of most of their portion. I feel completely de-energized today. I must have been fed upon by one of the undead as I slept. I wonder if Ralph Nader is nearby?

Thuggish neighbor is having some sort of party tonight, and I am reluctant to let the cat outside, as his loutish, drunken friends might be driving down the street at any time. Even with the cat indoors, there is the risk that one of them will take out a utility pole and leave me without electricity, cable, and Internet connection. I ought to get a gas powered computer, with a wireless connection. The gas line is safely buried underground. We once owned a gas powered refrigerator which never once failed in the entire time we had it. They don't make them anymore. I'll bet that overly ambitious people had something to do with that technology's disappearance.

Now I'm just maundering. I'll shut up, and go watch television.