This morning it was very quiet on the train. I sat, almost sleeping, waiting for the transfer station. A loud, forced laugh tore through the silence. Another laugh, one not caused by something humorous, followed the one before it. I never saw where the creepy laughter came from, and it has followed me all day.

“There is this new iPhone commercial that has some punch line like “how did you ever live without an iPhone?” To be honest, the commercial makes me a little sick to my stomach.”

Even though I get the urge, I do not think it is wise to blog about work. I have a hard time distinguishing boundaries, so it is best if I just avoid talking about work-related items altogether. However, I cannot not tell you that last night I was the only person working on the CBS5 website when a tiger got out at the SF Zoo and mauled a person to death. I was just filling in for someone. I managed to get the story up and video cut and posted, but I utterly failed at some other things. There were tears. It wasn’t pretty.

Anyway, I worked on the top national news story last night, and even if it wasn’t perfect, I think it’s pretty cool.

“So I won’t bother Pam, in this world, but I look forward to seeing her again in that other one. And you can’t tell me it’s not real. Why would you want to?”