"From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines, going where I list, my own master total and absolute, Listening to others, considering well what they say, Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me."
Walt Whitman (1819-92)
"When I look back now over my life and call to mind what I might have had simply for taking and did not take, my heart is like to break."
Akhenaton (d. c.1354 BC)
And now, the current weather, from some random person we pulled off the street:
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Quick Programming Note
Just for the record, I haven't been zapped up by aliens, gotten lost on my way to the mall and ended up in Arizona, joined the French foreign legion, been recruited by the CIA for a clandestine operation, or been called on to perform delicate brain surgery in Nepal.
Although those would all be good excuses for not updating this site as regularly as I like over the last couple of weeks.
Anyway, truth be told, I've been waylaid by several more mundane situations. First, my computer has been arguing with me over a couple of new upgrades that it doesn't like, and now the rebellion has spread to other more well behaved peripherals. Sheesh, you sleep a few hours and look what happens. Second, for a few days there I had a pretty bad inner ear infection/virus/beastie that made it quite uncomfortable to work on my computer, or even to think.
And then, there are a couple of posts I have resolved to write that are going to be pretty painful for me, and probably a bit shocking. One of my goals here is to record a personal history, and I have been skirting some important parts and important people, and there's tragedy involved. It's hard to get the courage to write about it. I will, though.
Well, there's this guy from the French Foreign Legion at the door saying the CIA wants me to do brain surgery on an alien in Nepal. They wanna meet with me at the mall, and I'm driving. So I better go.