the skinny.

I have a friend who, last time I checked in, logs over 93 hours a week playing the SIMS. This SIMS is a video game in which you have a virtual 'avatar' that you have to feed and make sure they go to work and socialise in a perfect harmonious rhythm determined by an algorithm designed by the toy maker. 93 hours a week. That is twice as much as most of us work.

We write our own stories. We make shit up, and then we listen to ourselves say it out loud. We create ourselves over and over again this way. We decorate our houses like hermit crabs, we wear certain clothes, and we use them like props in the play about that time we spent here, once.

That we believe these plays are true makes them confusing, and that we believe they are important makes them holy.

We are all habitat.  Microscopic condos for animals old as dirt.  We breath and eat at their mercy.I first found out I had Lyme Disease in 2003, about 3 years after I initially became infected.  In order to find it, I had to reassemble my own history.  I haven't trusted my memory since.

I went down to the city of New Orleans about a month ago in a quest to continue to explore how what I do for a living can make a difference for the world. Don't worry, it wasn't all so serious.