I am in here.
Okay, I have to admit that this reason got by me at first, but it’s obvious if you think about it. I myself worry about Obama because he is too slick, too appealing. I want to cheer when he speaks, but why? I have to question everything. American Thinker: The odd choices in Barack Obama’s … Continue reading A hidden Obama defect. Sort of.
Apropos of the second-to-last blog entry, I have been seriously delving into Natsume Soseki’s I Am a Cat. As you might guess somewhat from the title, Our Hero is a nameless cat, who lives in the house of a teacher and his family. He (the cat) makes wonderfully sly observations on the humans surrounding him. … Continue reading OK, fine. I'm a cat.
I stay up downloading some music that I didn’t think that I wanted, and forgetting how to spell anything and everything. Words are my life: I can’t life love live lie without them Watched a depressing Saving Grace, wherein Ham’s brother gets killed. Then I prepared myself for bed, only to come up with these … Continue reading Late music nite
It’s not only amazing how many social activity oriented services there are on the Internet, but amazing how many I’ve joined. I love to look like a skeptic, but that only goes so far. I’ve just tried friendfeed, which doesn’t seem to work when I paste its widget into my sidebar. So, forget that service. … Continue reading Friendly electric
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