April 3rd, 2002

The gentleman is always properly dressed

Daily dharma

If we can’t agree that the world is not ready for a white man with dreadlocks, would you at least concede that a balding white man with dreadlocks is probably a little over the top?

The crew at Second Circle served up superb comfort food for dinner last night. In spite of any of agoodshinkickin’s protests to the contrary, her meatloaf was really good. Afterwards, I hung out until late gabbing about anything that came to mind, and we even strayed into the frightening territory of game theory for a while. In case you’re wondering, we’re ok… having survived the experience in spite of a whole hour of extreme geekitude. All told, it was decidedly more entertaining than my typical prostrations before the deities of the magic box. If any of you get to reading this, I love you guys. Really.

So anyway, I’m not feeling quite so helpless this morning. I still didn’t get enough sleep, and I drifted into the office a little later than I should, but it’s ok. I walked to Davis this morning. I have a clear sense of what I need to be doing, both today and in a broader sense, and what I’m currently capable of. Honestly, I don’t know what to make of it, but I'm working on it.

A random thought I came across yesterday:

The only reason that we don't open our hearts and minds to other people is that they trigger confusion in us that we don't feel brave enough or sane enough to deal with. To the degree that we look clearly and compassionately at ourselves, we feel confident and fearless about looking into someone else's eyes. -Ane Pema Chodron
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