So my friend Trish had this to say about the inevitable Elton John tribute song:

>oh come on. you know it's going to be empty garden. because "hey hey johnny"
>he doesn't even have to change any of the lyrics.

Isn't that wonderfully mean? Cynicism is alive and well in the youth of today.

It has come to my attention that my niece, Laura, has started reading this thing as well. Yes, Laura, I do have my nipple pierced. It hurt. Don't do it. Do as I say, not as I do. And I'm glad to have you reading.

My boss came in my office this afternoon. I was listening to Josh's Blair Witch Mix - the Tones on Tail tune.

I think, between the sinister music and the odd decor of my office, that the boss was a little spooked.

"I feel like I'm in Apocalypse Now," he said, "I'm afraid I'm going to see Marlon Brando."

"It keeps visitors to a minimum," I explained to him.

So on my way home I was struck with a wave of depression and self-loathing - a rare and odd thing for me. Sonya diagnosed it as job-related. I concur. I decided to see if I could run it out.

Changed my route today. Instead of going over to Mud Island I started from the house and went down to South Bluffs and back. Not my best run: very hot, very slow.

I came in the back door to my building, soaked with sweat, hot as hell. I got in the freight elevator, looked at the buttons...and pressed two, to go to the floor with the pool on it.

We have a strange pool. Since it's on the second floor I guess they couldn't use a traditional concrete or fiberglass. It's steel, smooth brushed steel. Or maybe aluminum. Some shiny metal, anyway. The pool was deserted when I went in. I was just going to dip my feet, really, but the water was soooooo cool... I quickly shed hat, shirt and Walkman to fling myself into the water.

Ten minutes later I walked in the house, barefoot and dripping.

"You've been doing something other than running," Sonya observed judiciously.

"Went swimmin'," I declared.

After a quick shower to wash off the sweat and chlorine I felt much better. Physical activity will make you free from sadness, children.

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