Ohhhh, it's been dark and weird for me. Darko? We'll see. But: Not just you.

the picture on this page linked above looks kinda like that rabbit from Donny Darko rotated sideways.

TOTALLY. There have been so many weird things going around here lately. Like weird accidents and crimes, comatose John Does turning up floating in Puget Sound. The hospital I work at has had a couple of really strange and mysterious cases this week. Everything has this weird, frantic, disjointed gloom about it.

I'm sure that there are a fair number of giant rabbits wandering around here this weekend.

I can agree with this. Yesterday, an unusually high % of people I saw were wearing green shirts. You know, how sometimes five of your co-workers wear a green shirt, and three don't, and people comment on it. This was like that but everywhere, it seemed. Also, of the many things that bother me about facebook, the most bothersome thing is people announcing deaths and commenting on funeral plans. It seems an impersonal medium for that, certainly, but beyond that, there is their smiling picture next to "Off to the funeral, he died to young, RIP Jimminy!!"

Maybe my defenition of the finely coined word "Darkoish" is a bit off, but that's fitting, I think.

Dunno.

Rabbit says maybe.

Check back later.

True story: When my son was five, I had the very worst dream I have ever had in my entire life. It was an apocolyptic dream, where madness and chaos had descended upon the world. Planes were crashing out of the sky, things exploded for no good reason, the end times were truly upon us. I was trapped in a supermarket with my son, trying to defend our very lives from a man following us around in a menacing fashion, dressed in a very tatty pink bunny suit. I told my son about my dream, because in the light of day, it sounded so silly.
Children remember the strangest things, because years later, the kid brought it up to me again, recalling that my scariest dream ever was being chased around a supermarket by a man in a skanky pink bunny suit 'round the time of the apocolypse, where planes were simply falling from the sky.
Imagine our surprise when Donnie Darko came out, and that damn pink bunny showed up, spelling doom for so many. It's my sons favorite movie, because it is further proof that his mom is some sort of a supernatural being. I want to foster that belief for as long as I can.
But this week, a Darko week? Not so much. Although, I wouldn't mind a little Jake Gyllenhaal in MY life, wakka wakka wakka.

Harvey is sulking because there's no local Firework display this week. So I can't find out.