Ah, how well the ancients knew that life is fleeting; that, indeed, all is vanity. Not that I’m saying they were right in every respect: I’m just saying what they felt, more or less. It must have been bracing to see a young friend’s body carried off in a cart, dead as a kabob, the…
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It’s been a year since this time last year, and it makes me think. One thing I have in common with myself is a feeling that I don’t belong anywhere. It’s more than just Marxian alienation resulting from a divorce from being master of my own destiny — indeed, what a tale I could tell…
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Last night, to my utter shock and horror, I had nothing to say. I watched a Preston Sturges movie from 1942, The Palm Beach Affair, and still had nothing to say. To my utter consternation, nothing has come to mind since arising from a warm bed just a half hour ago, other than to make…
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Okay, I just pretty much put the finishing touches on our first attempt at a web site. It’s a lot more robust than the one I had 12 years ago, which was all done in raw html with a program called Web Edit. Hoo boy, did I think I was fancy! Unfortunately, the site was…
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This is neat. We have our own website and our own blog, and no matter how much crap we put on this site, it will still not weigh anything nor take up any space in this house. Electronics is odd that way. How much did a stack of 78s weigh? God, do I know the…
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