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Monthly Archives: August 2001
Will I make it to
Will I make it to work on time? Went to bed sick. Woke-up sick. Decided, in some sort of fear-of-death Puritanism, that calling in sick would be… well, lazy. And that would make me bad. (As if showing up late … Continue reading
I just love this (new?)
I just love this (new?) blog, with lines like, “so he invited our priest and her boyfriend the policeman over for dinner tomorrow night,” and throughout using the endearingly utilitarian title ‘the husband’ whenever referring to the companion/lover/significant-other/canasta-partner/whatever. And this. … Continue reading
I’m sick. But I’m not
I’m sick. But I’m not complaining. You can’t know that, though, because it sounds exactly like complaining. How do I say it the way it is meant? There is a language I have not learned, a rapid fire rata-tat-tat of … Continue reading
Return of the Lockbox, a
Return of the Lockbox, a column by Mark Weisbrot at the Center for Economic and Policy Research. I am not an economist; to me, economics seems a study in conundrums. But all this ‘either raid the trust fund, or pay … Continue reading
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Found in the Boston Globe
Found in the Boston Globe this morning, with coffee: US to tap pension funds, report says. Shifting Social Security funds to other government expenses has no impact on benefit payments, but has been considered taboo since 1998, the last time … Continue reading
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This brings back memories from
This brings back memories from when I worked at a garage, especially the complex hydraulic control-channel casting. Ahh, the pre-silicon seventies… Howstuffworks: “How Automatic Transmissions Work.”
I can’t stand the ‘B’
I can’t stand the ‘B’ stuck to the top corner; I want to make it float. I guess it’s not going to stay so simple after all. ‘Hi, my name is Joe, and I am a javascript addict.’
Back from round one of
Back from round one of apartment ‘cruising’. Me and Irene didn’t have any appointments set up to see places, so we just did a series of ‘drive-by’s’. The first one is a condo in a three-unit building, and the next … Continue reading
Apartment hunting. More to follow…
Apartment hunting. More to follow…
Saturday. A little nuclear family
Saturday. A little nuclear family – a unit of four – was being shown one of the apartments behind mine. Dad was trying very hard to pay attention to the blither being pitched by the guy showing them the apartment; … Continue reading
Here we go again. I
Here we go again. I suffer from htmlism. It is an insidious disease wherein the sufferer cannot moderate his/her use of html. For me, html abuse begins with one tag, and then I can’t stop – tables, images, style sheets … Continue reading
Simple. A new start, gracious
Simple. A new start, gracious though ungraceful – panicky even. I am close to the end, the parts amputated are still nearby, sheddings of a weightful something – old trauma perhaps, but more likely sheddings of a present fear. Just … Continue reading