Airports in August I’ve got three weekends away, four weekends booked, actually, in August. I’ve got three sets of airline tickets on three different airlines for the coming month. I should cover – in the air – about two-thirds of the Louisiana Purchase. Probably drive close 1,200 miles, too. Glad I like to travel. Traveling … Airports in August
Would any other Monday be so bad? Couple of favorite columnists, from Florida, Carl Hiassen and Dave Barry. All that’s missing is Tim Dorsey for a perfect “Florida Triad”. Sunday papers, for me, have long since been replaced by the web. Lance won, the miners are free, and this was a link that raises questions … Would any other Monday be so bad?
Sunday Seven: [with apologies to the [Friday Five] 1. First weblog? 11/12/1998. 2. What was that about? Working through a Gemini //issue//. 3. Haven’t changed the name much, I switched to finally calling it **xenon**, named after a pinball game I once owned – and loved. 4. CMS? When I set up the first journal/weblog … Sunday Seven
Rent, got to think about rent again My dear Pisces friend, always amused by what happens in Texas, sent me a news item about a crime of passion over yonder in Houston. Apparently, the guy was caught cheating, and his angry wife ran over him three times. From the news description, she just drove around … Excerpts
What are you eating? “Dude, what are doing for dinner?” “Eating a sandwich.” [Crunching noises go here. Hear.] “Har-har, what kind of sandwich?” Fake white bread, fake Ranch dressing with fake bacon on it. I take pride in myself with a certain \\panache\\ for creating delicacies otherwise unheard of. Cranky Amy is on a diet, … What are you eating?
Changed one letter I changed on letter in the basic structure of the web site. It was an inspired answer to question not asked by most people, and that one change made all the difference. Then I got to see how many broken links were going to crop up. When the moon was at its … Changed one letter
The curse of the cell phone Yes, I know the world is going to hell in bucket, and I know international affairs are a lot more important than most events in my life, but this one irritated me. Problem is, I can’t blame anyone but myself. Maybe the full moon, but even that’s dubious, at … The curse of the cell phone
In Media Res So there I was, at the Barton Springs Pool, listening to the guy in front of me try and convince the kid taking money at the gate that this guy – and his son – were both under 18 years old. When I stepped up next, I tried a different line, “No, … In Media Res
Sunday morning, it was so strange to watch the same weather I watched Saturday morning, from two different points of view. Saturday morning was in the middle of cove, then on the lake, then back into another cove, mist shrouding everything, damp, warm, enveloping. That one lake, it’s a special place, the early morning, I … Early Morning Fog
