Today's lyric:
"You have the world at your fingertips
No-one can make it better than you."
Spirit: "Nothing to hide"
From the album: "The twelve dreams of Dr Sardonicus"
Until the weekend, I had two understandings of the word "mapped."
One was the I.T. usage, whereby one set of data is correlated to another, as in 'For this, read that' and 'for that, read this.'
The second - and for someone who is damn near hopeless with things geographical - is the two-dimensional representation of the world in atlases (which may as well be pictograms as far as I'm concerned).
But during the last two days, just about everyone we know, or have known, rang to book out time with us. Now I'm definitely not complaining about being 'wanted' - far from it - but it means that our weekends are now committed for the next two months, with no 'spare' time as such until May.
Our lives are mapped out for the foreseeable future.
Bit scary, in a way...
# posted by Mr.D. @ 8:32 AM
Drinking and Driving (but clearly not simultaneously)
