nostatic at all...

A working dinner with my brilliant friends Dylan and Bob. Hard stuff to ponder though, but as usual we drifted into the metaphysical and philosophical. Most interesting was talking about form v. function (Bob claims there is no v. but rather that they are inextricably mixed) and fidelity v. aesthetic (not really v. but another crossover). If only I could fully concentrate...I'm getting tired of this damn ache. Hopefully motrin will dull it so I can get some sleep, as the alarm goes off at 6am for another track day at Streets of Willow tomorrow. Would like the ache to go away because driving/sitting seems to make it worse. Great. I'd like to be excited about going and stoked but instead I'm wallowing in trepidation and discomfort. Super. Just super...