I am in here.
My son now knows why we don’t leave the garage door open all night when the temperatures are below zero. Iggy the plumber is still downstairs with the pipes. We get our afternoons back: there is still sunset, and it is past six o’clock.
big brother Bruce Schneier: “Rarely do we discuss how little identification has to do with security, and how broad surveillance of everyone doesn’t really prevent terrorism.” [Adam Curry: Adam Curry’s Weblog]
Most of the new bloggers I see are trying to be ever-more-reactionary versions of Instapundit or some such place. I was going to write about that, but of course, VodkaPundit got there ahead of me, and did it so much better: Doctrinaire libertarianism boils down to: I want the world my way, I want it … Continue reading in a nutshell
I have poured out the vodka and not had it or beer or wine in the past three days. I have decided that all that contributes to the depression. Haven’t mentioned the depression yet, have I? To me, it’s rather like a fish forgetting to mention water… the medium in which it lives. Soon I’ll … Continue reading A fable.
white pebble 