An absence reveals a presence

Friday has rolled around again, which, even for someone who enjoys their job, has a good feeling to it. It's the return of the popular dude. In celebration of that dude's return, or maybe in response to his influence, I went topless this morning. It felt great!

I could tell there was cloud cover up above me, though, which aligns with the forecast of increasing clouds and the return of falling wetness. It was still too dark on the drive in to actually see the cloud cover, but it's presence was manifest in the absence of stars or other celestial lights. An absence reveals a presence, which I think speaks volumes about the human mind and our seemingly mindless ability to make order out of information and observation. Deduction is more than tax avoidance.

Another example of order from random events is this morning's shuffle-selected playlist. Once again, a string of tunes randomly selected by whatever algorithm drives the shuffle-songs setting of my iPod has resulted in an unusual mix of tunes that work surpassingly well together:

- George Harrison: Wah-Wah
- Sigur Rós: Straumnes
- The Fray: Enough for Now
- Counting Crows: Children in Bloom
- Phil Keaggy: Allegria

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