Another gray day in Paris

There is something I find comforting in an overcast, rainy day. When the weather isn't too terrible, just constant drizzle. It reminds me of Vancouver I find.

I have to say, that really, the 35 hour work week is an amazing idea. It really just gives you the time to go and do things you need to get done on weekdays. I mean, really, if businesses are open all days of the week, but everyone works, who goes to them? So an afternoon off it was. And it was glorious.

Feeling good now, I think a few days brooding every once in awhile is healthy. Builds character. I guess to follow up my last article, the counter argument is that there does exist change. And that's the funny thing about change, it doesn't last forever. I guess an analogy would be Robert Pirsig's view of different modes of thought in his two books, "Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance" and "Lila". He discusses the idea basically between science and art minded people, and then goes deeper (or higher I should really say) as in discussing it as different aspects of Quality. He did one really nice analogy that I liked describing the two aspects of quality as a moving train. The first being the very tip of the train, full of change at a constant pace and the rest of the train following making up the other aspect of it. You can substitute my discussion in as that sure change exists at the very start of the train, each moment it pushes through the air. But the rest that follows doesn't change too much, or tends to repeat itself. Both being the same and not. What the hell am I getting at? Well, I guess it is a somewhat Zen thing in that change can only exist without change. That's my big thought for the day.

So where does that leave me? In Paris, drinking wine and doing my thing.

By the way Nicko, if you read this, you were right: The Z-Trip website rocks. Click! Download it all, if you like good music.

Hope all is well.