This is a simple song, It’s not too deep, and not too long. When my mind gets rollin’ like a loaded diesel train, One sure way to slow it down and keep it somewhat sane Is a simple song. This here’s a simple song, May be right, it may be wrong. When the earth gets… Continue reading
progress, of a sort
Finally started on content, and got my resume online using R2Net and XEmacs. (I don’t know what I would do without the “one true editor” Thank goodness it runs on both linux and mac — I know it also runs on windoze but, as would be expected for a non M$ program, not without problems.)… Continue reading
move over, bill gates…
epigenetics
jb: …like Borges’ Zahir viewed thru the Aleph!
Sean: OK, fine, blah, blah…
Jason: What a hoot!
Jason, Sean, and, um, dad….
winooski
Winooski is a small town just ouside of Burlington, Vermont, near lake Champlain and close enough to Canada that my father spoke fluent French all his life, albeit with a proletarian accent. It was also a mythologic place of maple syrup snowcones, woolen mills whose doors were locked right after the morning whistle, and a… Continue reading
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