I am in here.
Ruben found me through this blog, and I called him today and talked to him for the first time in about 15 years. He used to be my Technical Director at the small computer company I had for a couple of years before it tanked. “Technical Director” meant that, for anything that ran on electricity … Continue reading Energy on a Friday
It’s not necessity that’s the mother of invention — it’s desperation. And boredom, in a significant dose. Which brings me, in many connotations of that term, to Lookout Joe’s. It’s a busy morning, and I, the Gimp, have managed to coax out myself a seat on the Fluffy Green Couch. So now what do I … Continue reading the mother of…
Well, I have progress! My foot, instead of being encased in an interesting assortment of elastic bandages, cotton batting, and fiberglass, is now encased in a ski-boot thing. I’d enclose a picture but, you’ve already seen 1 picture of my foot in the moblog, and are sick of the whole thing the last time I … Continue reading Bones.
If I am to blog without telling some of the reasons I hate January, it will be exceedingly difficult to write today. The day grows longer and my foot grows better. The rest of me is becoming entirely too self-absorbed. Self-absorption, I am finding, is not cured by listening to music very loud. It is … Continue reading January
white pebble 