I am in here.
Again, I find myself in Miami Beach (or environs, rather — I am in a place north of MB called Sunny Isles). The tedium that you hear in the reading of that sentence has been building for several decades. We always came down here for vacations, Easter vacation especially. I went to a catholic girls’ … Continue reading Morning in Miami
Peter came by late last night and picked up his puppy whom he dropped off here at 7:30 in the morning, of all the odd times. He’s usually not conscious at that time, and has carefully avoided all 8 and 9 o’clock classes. So we had a wonderful puppy for the day, and I was … Continue reading Saturday morning
I don’t know what made the producers of Cuil (no link on purpose) think they could be a “Google-killer,” but they neglected the part wherein their product actually has to work. This morning, I tried searching on “esophageal cancer” to see what it would turn up. I got lists of “links” in certain categories; the … Continue reading Cuil is a total failure
Today is Sunday. I must remember that! Why did it feel like Saturday this morning?
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