He who controls the Spice controls SFMUNI

It was pointed out to me that the San Francisco Municipal Railway's logo looks pretty dated, like circa 1973 (which it may in fact be, I don't know):


( Huh. Sure enough...)
I actually kind of like it, retro chic or whatever and said as much: "I like the worm logo." My Associate asked if I was referring to the MUNI management as worms which led to:

"Yes, the giant Sandworms that run MUNI. If only they'd hire Guild Navigators maybe the trains would run on time."

"Yeah, after all they'd just fold space and you'd be there."

And as I'm writing this I remember a previous conversation about how there are no fewer than six independent non-inter-operating transit agencies in the Bay Area, and maybe someday there'll be a Kwisatz Transitaderach to come and unite them all.

But with our luck the Tleilaxu would take over running it and we'd be even more f'ed than we are now.

Have to Believe We Are Magic(k)

I dreamed I was head of a group of Mages being besieged by a rival group. I met the two leaders of the other group at the door for a Frank Exchange of Bon Mots.

"Michael, you're a dilettante, a poseur and a bully. You're only interested in a quick buck, an easy lay and a good meal. Not that there's anything wrong with any of those, it's just not what Magick is for."

Clearly too much LARPing in the past. Or too much "Supernatural". Or maybe I'm just excited that we've got "Into the Labrynth" waiting for us when we finish watching "Supernatural." I will not be denied the Nidus any longer.