Now we can play, too
I got my first email from an MLA the other day. I didn’t recognize it in the inbox, but when I clicked on it I saw that it was a form response to a petition that I had supported. I … Continue reading
I got my first email from an MLA the other day. I didn’t recognize it in the inbox, but when I clicked on it I saw that it was a form response to a petition that I had supported. I … Continue reading
The only thing more painful than a jerk is an incompetent jerk.
Right now the Olympics are going on, and if I have to say one thing about the Olympics, it is that they are old. We’ve been mucking with sport for a long time. What I don’t get is, “Why?” I … Continue reading
This is an angry post. Recently Facebook “updated” its interface. I noticed no great improvement, but the bugs really riled me. Try to write a comment… doesn’t work. Okay then. When I logged in to my yahoo mail, there was … Continue reading
…before someone did this: Please rob me searches twitter for tweets that indicate someone is not at home. It’s made the news; a lot of the news. You’ve probably already read about it before you read this post. My first … Continue reading
I feel bad that there aren’t very many new posts, so… Here everyone is! I’m almost finished my Time Management analysis, so I think I’ll do a final wrap up (while leaving things open to possible future musings). Tomorrow is … Continue reading
A dump from my cubicle’s white-plank. Portentous comes from – ‘portend’. ‘por’ – a variation on the prefix ‘pro’, meaning ‘go forward’. Think ‘protrude, protract’ vs ‘extrude, retract,extract’ ‘tend’ – from ‘tendere’, meaning to stretch or reach. Think ‘extend‘. Therefore … Continue reading
Wherefore art thou, Time? A little classic literature today. Aren’t we all looking out the balcony longing for a little more time? But Romeo and Juliet is just so… sappy idealized. I like the practicality of Mr. Micawber. “Annual income … Continue reading
And visible here. Confession time – it’s really bad. The afternoon suffered greatly from my Saturday syndrome. When I’m mucking about I’m not as task oriented and I don’t keep as detailed track in my notebook. Then when I look … Continue reading
All week I was somewhat worried about my Saturday. Would I have the strength of character to do what I usually do – to waste the copious amounts of time I usually waste? As it turns out, I needn’t have … Continue reading