Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Faces of Glass

"We are alone, absolutely alone on this chance planet: and, amid all the forms of life that surround us, not one, excepting the dog, has made an alliance with us." --Maurice Maeterlinck

I'd earlier half-planned on perhaps a vacant post drawing inane parallels between twin SLI connected video cards and dance partners in rock 'n' roll dancing. Yesterday, my first rock 'n' roll dancing class went well, but my attempt to purchase the additional graphics card for my computer today didn't quite go to plan.

Instead I bought a new 250GB hard drive to replace 80GB one that died on me a little while ago - leaving me a touch cramped for space - and a second flatron monitor, identical model to the one I had before, adding to the amassing screen empire, fortifying on my desk.

As The Empire Strikes Back plays away on screen, streaming electrons blasting through the CRT onto phosphorescence, I wonder at the complexity involved, the old as time techevolution taken place, that these images should now be thrust forth from these faces of glass, that we seem to have acquired an additional ally in our enduring dance.

Until the Rebellion.


Cathode Ray Invasion

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