I am in here.
Okay, fine. More than one syllable. Have it your way… 1 August 2005: “‘The light we see now left the sun 8 minutes ago. So if the sun goes out, we’ve got 8 minutes of light left. Before it gets friggin’ cold.’ ‘If the sun goes out, like, seriously blows up, I actually think gravity … Continue reading Words of One Syllable Dept.
Called Peter last night. I guess he wasn’t in the process of being too homesick, because I was interrupting a video game tournament. Therefore, our call couldn’t be too long 😛 I miss him. I knew I would, but knowing that, and experiencing that, are different. I guess I am officially old now; the focus … Continue reading Calling the kid
It’s good for you. Catherine Seipp on Inside 9/11 on National Review Online: Whenever liberals remind us that not all Muslims are terrorists or anti-American rioters, I always think that not everyone in the pre-civil-rights south was a church bomber or member of the Ku Klux Klan. Even then, there was lots to like about … Continue reading Just read it…
“Unattended baggage will be sold as slaves” is what I thought the loudspeakers were saying yesterday as we unloaded our stuff at the curb of the airport in Cincinnati. I think I have “wishful hearing,” combining what was actually said with a silly joke plaque I’ve seen in restaurants — “Unattended children will be sold … Continue reading The end of summer
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