to go: 729.1
Geoscience Guy stops by my desk to drop off an armload of filing, first
thing this morning.
he says in
surprise. "No tunes today?"
glances pointedly at my radio, sitting unplugged and silent next to the
on a bright
and shiny Monday morning I would be
listening to KFOG-FM -- The Bay Area's
Radio Station -- but today I am working in uncharacteristic silence.
I reply with
is not a complete
untruth. I've been working on a low grade temple-pounder for a couple
of days now ... a rebound headache, no doubt, from all the ibuprofen I
took after our ride on Saturday. There's no point in telling The Main
Nerdy Geoscience Guy the rest of the story: that the real
reason I'm not listening to the radio this morning is because I've
privately declared this a Media-Free Week, starting today.
No TV. No newspapers.
No magazines. No glancing at tabloid headlines in the supermarket
no radio at work.
even going to try
and avoid the Internet as much as possible for the next couple of days
... just until we are safely past The Anniversary. In fact, when I get
home from work this evening I'm going to post a short blurb on my
website -- all about how I just can't seem to bring myself to add my
inadequate, inarticulate, wholly unnecessary voice to the vast chorus
of remembrance -- and then I'm going to maintain the cyber equivalent
of *radio silence* for the rest of the week.
there's no point in
burdening The Main Nerdy Geoscience Guy with all of this. Instead, I
simply plead headache.
says The MNGG,
"I hope you feel better soon."
Thanks. I hope so,
too. I think that maybe by hunkering down and staying quiet for a while
-- by concentrating on work and family, by keeping my private
remembrance rituals private, by limiting the amount of media imagery
and commentary I allow to filter past the mental censors -- I might
just get through these next couple of days in one piece.
at the very least, I won't find myself searching for mushroom clouds
errant jets again, every damn time I look out the window.
throw a rock