That’s entropy, man….
Current Music: Red Jezebel — Heart In The Sun
Current Mood: chipper
My job is harder than anyone thought it was going to be, but being the vocal person that I am, I think everyone I work with is fully cognisant of all the problems facing my site. Perhaps too much so.
So, I made an internal commitment to stop complaining — now that I have determined the problems, it’s time to come up with a plan of action.
I was explaining this to one of the corporate consultants [Colm O’Brien] currently contracted to the business, who was very happy to hear it.
“Good man,” he says. “Every problem has a solution.”
“Well, not entropy,” I reply.
“Well, pretty much everything we understand about the universe is a representation of some kind of energy exchange, but all the energy in the universe will one day reach equilibrium, at which point everything we call life, time etc will all cease to exist, as far we’re concerned,” says I, painting wildly inaccurate broadstrokes with my quantum-metaphysical paintbrush.
“I just want a piece of chocolate!” says the consultant, heading back to his office.
I, of course, head out for a cigarette.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FIFI!