Tannishblog

It’s finally Friday night, after a grueling work week. I sup with the family before they go out to the high school in support of artistic endeavors. I remain at my monitors scrounging the ‘net for a hint of my muse - as usual.

A couple of weeks have passed since I last clicked on the Blogsnow link on my Firefox toolbar. Scrolling down the list of today’s hot topics, I ignore references to Michele Malkin’s latest tirade (no, I won’t link to her) on Patrick Kennedy’s traffic accident and subsequent lame excuse, or to comments on the sudden resignation of CIA’s Porter Goss (nice name…), or how Bill Gates wishes he weren’t so rich.

Instead, I rest my weary brain on a film hosted on YouTube based on a story I read in the late and lamented OMNI magazine many years back: They’re Made of Meat. Then I find a rebroadcast of the Pearl Jam mini concert hosted by Dave Letterman on Innertube. Almost an hour of intense rock later, I stumble upon the Blue Marble to find great picture of the only treasure that matters, which too many of us take for granted: Earth. Kind of puts in mind the tune Pearl Jam opened with – Worldwide Suicide.

I didn’t find my muse, though. Or did I?