Year: 2002
Recovery
Posted on December 5, 2002 in Site News
Casualties? A few comments by rainbow and some others which were posted between the 3rd and today. My apologies. You weren’t censored.
The Starrish Inquisition in Malaysia
Posted on December 3, 2002 in Justice Scoundrels
Two thoughts: first, sodomy shouldn’t be a crime when it occurs between consenting adults; and second, I doubt that Anwar Ibrahim is guilty.
Another Server Move
Posted on December 3, 2002 in Site News
To provide greater stability, Glowhost is moving me to a new box. If this message disappears, it means that I have migrated. The database is being backed up and I will restore it as soon as the move is complete.
And chari is a goddess, even if she thinks sleeping in a cabin is camping.
For the Record….
Posted on December 2, 2002 in Cats
Anorexia plus a senility which denies her memory of where her food bowl is afflict her now.
Delays
Posted on December 2, 2002 in Site News
A combination of technical fubar and personal lackadaisicalness plus procrastination has intercalated to a hiatus in my photography postings.
Leonardo By the Numbers and Other Computer Memories
Posted on December 2, 2002 in Childhood
We looked back at Leonardo’s model (I like the theory that it is Leonardo in drag) through the panel and looked towards the future through the same image.
Islets of Langensham
Posted on November 30, 2002 in Whimsies
If you do join up at Jennifer’s Government, place your country in our new region called Islets of Langensham!
I am running the Sultanate of Xipe Totec, too. Gimme some skin!
Free Republic of Quetzacoatl
Posted on November 30, 2002 in Whimsies
Our motto is “If You Love Your Country, Give it Your Whole Heart” and we mean that literally.
Cat Crash
Posted on November 30, 2002 in Cats
She walked to my knee and tipped off, landing on her face next to a spare keyboard.
A Milestone
Posted on November 29, 2002 in Depression Psychotropics
Today was the first day of the post-Prozac era for me. I notice nothing spectacular.
Dreams
Posted on November 29, 2002 in Dreams
- Some family member hands me a long, white envelope filled with silver Kennedy half dollars.
- I go to a place that I have learned about on the Internet. I’m building a model railroad, it seems, and this place is an exchange for hobbyists. A map shows that it is located in a canyon. I drive to it. The exchange is located along the side of a steep road, across the street from the home of the web site owner. When you have something to exchange, you attach it to a long string. It seems that a lot of people have been by lately, adding all kinds of things to the string. I climb the hill a long way before I come to the end where I can attach the model railroad cars I have brought. As I reach for the string, however, it begins to pull away. I run after it while an African American family watches me from their backyard on the other side of the arroyo. The string pulls into a small roundhouse and out of my reach. I can’t leave my offerings there.
