When the facts change, I change my opinion. What do you do, sir?
I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
via I had nothing to offer anybody except my own… – Fragments.
Cryptography is the opiate of the naive.
Back to school
Digging through high school memories: the more I dig, the more there is to find. I am finding memories of when Patty Hearst was kidnapped during our senior year. I have no idea why I am remembering that so strongly along with all of the other memories from then. And a protest from my mind: 1974 … Continue reading Back to school
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