Free fall.
Thursday, October 30th, 1997
Johnny Cash has Parkinson’s. The market falls, then corrects, then wobbles again. It’s cold and rainy, then a beautiful autumn emerges. KTVB wants ‘where the news comes first’ on their opens, then they don’t.
Here in Atlanta, the city apparently always has a brutal rush hour on Halloween, when everyone hurries home to take their kids trick-or-treating. We’ve got a mayoral race here among candidates that no one seems to like or trust. A contest of criminals.
And me, I’m in that intermezzo between large design jobs, taking care of loose ends and small changes from other projects, while going through the rigors of changing Internet Service Providers.
And it’s clear from this entry that my writing skills are, at best, slightly impaired.
