- Proverbs for Paranoids, 3: If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about answers.—Gravity’s Rainbow
‘Is it about a bicycle?’ he asked.—The Third Policeman
Monthly Archives: November 2005
Test
Submitting new blog entries by e-mail—what a concept! Now let’s see if it works …
Silence
When I started this blog, I thought I’d have more to say about current events. But after five years or so of spilling my guts on the family forum, I find that I am depleted. At least for now. Although the governing elites and the mainstream media continue reading their script, it appears the American [...]
Renovation
Here’s how it’s going …
The view down the second-floor hallway from the bathroom:
The bedroom:
Laura’s office:
Birthday
Laura’s 51st. Her first as a cancer—what? survivor, I guess (better than “victim” or “patient” or “battler” …). Postlumpectomy, prechemotherapy. At the threshold of a long ordeal.
Anonymity
The photo got me thinking in about eight directions at once: about vanity, internet anonymity, blogging styles … okay, maybe not eight, literally. I find that I like it when a photo of the author accompanies an article online, or appears on a blog page. It’s nice to connect a face with a voice. I [...]
Yikes!
Didn’t mean to frighten any children with that picture up there. It didn’t feel right to keep using the image that came with this WordPress theme (although it was tempting—I like the image a lot, and it really goes nice with the design). I rummaged around for something that would work in a broad, narrow [...]
Frustration
I spent much of today on two tasks:
Trying to get the blog-by-mail function to work;
Trying to get rid of a silly stray bullet in the nav area (next to the heading Pages).
I failed in the first task, probably because of some configuration issue at my ISP. As for the second, I found a “fix” that [...]
Agora
This “public space” is where I/we will discuss the common weal (politics) and the culture that binds us (books, movies, sports, etc.).
Random?
Of course, nothing’s really random. Nothing comes from nowhere. We’ll use the category “Random” in the slang sense, as in “Where the hell did that come from?”
I remember when I had to generate random numbers to pick a couple of winners (we gave out iPods—well, a chance at an iPod—to people who answered a detailed [...]
Pissing