:11 Of course this is a guy who wears flip flops around his apartment.

:12 And wakes up at 9 AM. The only time I get to wake up at 9AM is if I set my clocks to London time.

:12 And his itinerary pops up! Between 9 AM and 6:30 PM he has nothing in his itinerary. I can see why he needed a set of expensive computer eyewear with a full and complicated life filled with the tensions of waking up and seeing "Jess Tonight." I hope he remembers to take his afternoon nap, even though it's not on his schedule.

:17 Yeah, he's got a lovely view of the city. What could make it better than having pop up images showing the time and temperature? And I'm sure the weather info on that is much more helpful than, oh, I don't know, looking out the window and seeing how people are dressed. People are stupid. They're not computers.

:20 You know what I love more than moaning while I eat an egg sandwich? Having a maniacal picture of my maniacal friend pop up in front of me unexpectedly. I look forward to seeing people in public ducking for no reason, or accidentally stepping into traffic. Wonder what the time and tempera-oh a car!

:30 Setting up appointments the way God intended: without any actual conversation.

:44 So not only was he going to take a subway to travel a total of 11 blocks, but he needs a map to tell him to basically "walk West." If his batteries die en route he'll drown in the Hudson.

:59 "Remind me to buy tickets for Monsieur Gayno tonight... because I've got such a full day, what with waking up and meeting Jess in nine-and-half hours that I can't call about tickets on my phone RIGHT NOW."

:59 I'm not halfway through this thing and I want to get appendicitis.

1:06 He just asked for directions to a section of a bookstore.

1:07 He just asked for directions to a section of a bookstore!

1:08 He needed a map and a computer to find a section of a bookstore.

1:13 The ukulele players I know are far too smart to buy into Project Glass.

1:18 No more wondering "Where is that person I'm stalking." With Project Glass you can have your victim friends in your sights on hand at all times.

1:23 Maniacal friend arrives.

1:31 "Hey just a second, I know we agreed to meet so we could ostensibly socialize, but I'd rather become awkwardly silent and look like I'm staring at a food truck's tire while I "check in" with a social networking app."

1:39 Maniacal friend leaves. Why only 16 seconds of interaction? I'm betting Maniacal Friend didn't want to be seen in public with Project Flip Flops.

1:41 His glasses never told him to shower, so I'm betting he's filthy.

1:54 "Oh, I'm running late." For... for Jess? He had nothing to do for 570 minutes and he's late.

2:20 And his "meeting" with Jess is a video chat. The video ends, sadly, before Project Glass turns into Project Homemade Sextape. Whatever happened to ignoring someone you care about in person?

So the lovely and talented Bill Cameron tagged me. I am duty-bound to do the following:

Word is, there's a writer's meme going around the blogosphere. It's called The Lucky 7 Game, and it's basically a game of writerly tag. If you're tagged, you have to do the following:

1) Go to page 7 or 77 in your current manuscript
2) Go to line 7
3) Copy down the next seven lines/sentences as they are - no cheating
4) Tag 7 other authors

As I said, I am duty-bound. However, I'm also tired and cranky and hungry, so while I'm happy to share my work here, I'm going to have to come back for my own tagging. I hope I'm forgiven as I crawl under my kitchen table and gnaw on a bone or four. In the meantime, I invite anyone who wishes to join in this game to consider themselves tagged and put a link to their site in the comments. I'll gladly update this post to include your link in the main body later on.

From my current work...

This stack he carried to the window overlooking the front yard. This was the telescope's window. A stool sat nearby. He laid the books on the floor, took the topmost book and climbed the stool. From this seat he could see the valley below the house, the trees and hedges, the roads and path. Through the telescope he could see the city and port, the buildings and ships, the comings and goings. From the books he could see all and everything else.

@ me Ishmael. ~ Moby Dick

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in advertising. ~ Pride and Prejudice

Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father friended him on Facebook. ~ 100 Years of Solitude

Bella, light of my life, fire of my shimmery loins. ~ Lolita

Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is eventually on reality television. ~ Anna Karenina

[Redacted by editor] ~ Finnegan's Wake

I've waited my entire life for an ad like this.

(And according to the LA Times, this is real.)

Go ahead and shut it down.

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