October 18, 2004
You know why I keep listening to David Bowie's Cat People? I can't tell if he's talking about cat people in the sense of some sort of society of cat mutations or if he just means humans who happen to like cats. I'd be lying if I said the question didn't keep me up last night. I've got the blahs again. I thought a stop at the Olympic Jamba Juice on my way to the Fox lot this morning might turn me around. As I was driving down there, I was stopped in traffic and I saw a woman in a pick-up truck trying to exit a McDonald's parking lot. She wasn't watching the traffic because she was engrossed in her sundae. I was struck by this image. Isn't that how much of life goes? Distracted by pleasure as the cars back up behind you.