Anticipation. Been dealing with the symptoms since early childhood. Think about it: birthdays, holidays, mealtimes, the answer to my question. Inconstant, but nagging. Right up there with contemplation and remembrance as proof of the human state.
posted in environment | Comments Off on Anticipation as a state of mind | 255 words
My government is upset with Google. Too much data captured while driving up and down the road in front of people’s homes.
posted in computing | Comments Off on Itinerant data collection | 281 words
If only I could carry a camera with me, early in the morning.
I could, but then people on the bus would stare (at me), and my stealth existence would go right out the window. Too high a price to pay; also, my son needs the camera for course work, so I’m actually demonstrating my altruistic side. But, back to the view from my window.
posted in environment | Comments Off on A series of views | 257 words
Take your daily dose of humour where you can. For me, the news is often just the thing. And with this newfangled net thing, I can get news all the time, so my day remains fully cushioned in laughter.
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Nothing like an afternoon of PBS to leave me completely worshipped out.
Marathon documentaries; I’ve been to war, I’ve sung the blues, I’ve wandered through houses of the architectural hoi-polloi. Today, we went to church, in all its solemn variations. America does have a religious bent (bet you didn’t know that, after all these years), in spite of an official separation of church and state. That’s your church from their state.
posted in politics | Comments Off on The inseparables; religion and state | 256 words
With a quick burst of code, I had proof that my new station actually worked. That I had something more than a fancy receiver.
posted in ham radio | Comments Off on Learning the ropes | 251 words
Trained by tradition to kneel for prayer, I’m able to handle one of the downsides of my job.
You see, I support computer users. And, for reasons that escape me, those users want their precious computer to be hidden away, under the desk. Guess what? That’s where the dust bunnies hang out. Something to do with the lack of light. For the last few days, I’ve been swapping old and slow for new and speedy, and right now I’m in recuperation mode. Aches; back, knees, thighs. Blame it on age if you must, but I did spend time under at least fifteen desks in the last couple of days.
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A special thanks to the community of hams who share helpful information via the net. For the last couple of nights, I’ve been trying to get my new station to come together into a Gestalt, and I finally found the needed tidbit in a forum. What the manual doesn’t tell you, someone eventually will.
posted in ham radio | Comments Off on The new station, unveiled | 267 words
The scoreboard reads “Underground 4 Rescued 29“. That’s good for the interested parties, but a sad commentary on a dangerous occupation.
posted in economy, media | Comments Off on The shift is over | 281 words
My relief at never having studied economics is intense. The minister of finance just confirmed that the deficit will be less than $54 billion for the fiscal year (hope it ends soon). Not bad, given that there wasn’t going to be a deficit, not so long ago. I jest, of course.
posted in ham radio | Comments Off on Lose the autotune | 271 words
