Waldo the Chrysalis, Day 2

A few weeks after I wrote Never send to know last April, I started going into work about fifteen minutes earlier and I stopped seeing the elderly man and his dog in the mornings. I wasn’t sure how to interpret this, since neither man nor dog moved particularly quickly. Was I just too early to…

I found a half brown/half white hair on my desk just now. No, that isn’t the odd part. I’m of an age where the white hair is starting to make in-roads on my scalp. One more white hair taking over a brown hair is hardly a surprise. The surprise came when I investigated a bit…

Had a good weekend for a change. The Prof and I didn’t bicker once, we got a lot of things accomplished, and the Kitten from Hell didn’t break anything. Who could ask for anything more? The great mulligatawny soup experiment from Friday came out quite edible. The Prof and I have vastly different ideas of…

The Socialist and I had a talk last night. Evidently I’m always Gloomy Gus anymore, which makes it hard for him to hang around me. He says I never smile, and I seldom see the bright side of things. I wanted to argue with him that it wasn’t true, that I spent a good part…

When Steve moved over to his new site, he changed the name of the old site from deardiary.net to deardiary.org. What he didn’t do is change any of the internal links on this original site to the new .org address. That means that when you try to use any links for this old site, you’ll…

Barbie and Ken ‘Split’ After 43 Years Must be a slow news day. Though I do find this marginally more interesting than Jennifer Lopez and What’s-His-Name and far more interesting than Janet Jackson’s nipple.