shoreline to kent

+ i remember oxygen bars. no, i remember the idea of oxygen bars. different flavours, lots of polished steel and surgical tubing. step in and hook yourself up to a respirator. it always seemed so dystopian. are things so bad that we have to pay to breathe flavoured air? i wonder if there are any oxygen bars left. i'd really like to visit one.

i also remember the time (times?) that everyone got tested for hepatitis after eating at capers, vancouver's yuppie health food supermarket. alternatively, the time that three of my classmates got food poisoning from the istanbul mcdonalds, after turning down the turkish restaurant that everyone else went to.

+ i just read margaret atwood's cat's eye. it's a parallel narrative. all reminiscence. how much of what we do in any given situation is informed by what we've done before, who we've known before, where we've physically been.

+ i remember the arch deluxe. clinton gore '96. we 'got' the internet in 1997, i think. we had 100 hours a month, using a 36k modem. i'd stay up late looking at simpsons fansites, yahoo's "hot pick of the day"... i can't even recall anymore.

+ i'm reading don delillo's end zone again, and it's making me dizzy, again.