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This could be fact or fiction. Who cares which? If it’s that important, call me, maybe I’ll fess up.

Tight Quote for 9am

“Drinking: X people drink not to show off but to get quietly tight.” – Class: A Guide Through the American Status System, Paul Fussell, 1983 Tight indeed.

These darn kids – why my eighties were better/worse than your 80′s

Naturally their hearts and minds went towards desperate escape with cheap pot left over and watered down from the 60′s, and even cheaper sex, and most interestingly a new born love affair with extreme acts of human depravity. Murder junkies.

Swells

what’s wrong with falling in love, over and over again. Feeling finally that someone may love you. Maybe it’s foolish, and life doesn’t permit it. Maybe when the world speaks, it says, timing, or permission. But if I smell your perfume, and I look at you, and I see that your eyes are brimming with [...]

An email about the coming Space War

The mythology of the West is that any lone cowboy with a pistol can defeat even the most absurdly insurmountable foe, especially if it’s evil. This got me to thinking, What if the US was confronted with a threat from space. No, not aliens, that’s been worked out in that Will Smith hosted Documentary ‘Independence [...]

Divorce in Clip

I remember these girls (and guy) opening for REO Speedwagon in 86 at the Topanga Valley Convention Center. I think it was the “What would JCPenny Do?” tour, but then again it could have been some sort of Sub-Humane Society benefit. I don’t know, I just remember seeing one of them collapse from the heat during “Joanie’s Sorry (and Chachi cried)” before falling asleep on my Aunt Bakie’s blanket.

uh oh, I’ve had too much sugar in my bowl.

So, I’m reading the most delightfully nerdy and religious and thick essay I’ve read in a while. It’s actually only a few days old. Which belies that I am actually several months in the the weeds.” It is eloquently titled: Architecture of the World Wide Web, Volume One – W3C Recommendation 15 December 2004. I’m on section 2.2.1, a short and tight section on the meaning and principle of URI’s. The document is constructed brilliantly like a study sheet replete with blocked of factoids like:

uh oh, I’ve had too much sugar in my bowl.

Note: I realize that this analysis is deeply premature, but the thought struck me and I wanted to roll with it at the moment. So, I’m reading the most delightfully nerdy and religious and thick essay I’ve read in a while. It’s actually only a few days old. Which belies that I am actually several [...]

A Collar and A Bit of Waist.

I was bored at home and very cold. Apparently, days before I left for KY, the heating unit stopped working. Whether this disabling was due to the lack of fuel or some yet undiagnosed electrical failure is neither here nor there, beyond prefacing the note that it is still very cold in the apartment, and further, that cold was the catalyst to an early departure. The sufficient origin of a hasty exit was an earlier phone call to Quinn, and, to complete the trio of reasons, the cold and boredom of home.

So I step outside to start the car.