Crap.

Finally got a chance to take an accurate count of the little buggers last night. Yeah, I know. Color me bored. Since the operation, I have been doomed to sleep on my back. This is not a good thing. I never sleep on my back, but always on one side or the other. While the…

Thanks TxSweets for the updated link! How much are you worth? at HumanForSale.com Apparently, I can command a price-tag of $1,761,844.00, even though I have more than four fillings and under-average athletic abilities. I suspect they may have overvalued the schooling and degree.

I’ve taken hundreds of pictures over the past few weeks in the Preserve. I’ve become absorbed in identifying everything as accurately as possible. I’m glad I’m doing this, as I’ve discovered that I have been a veritable warehouse of half-facts and out-and-out misinformation about some things (especially the smaller wildflowers). I’m discovering that some identifications…

Two thousand eight hundred and twenty-three believed dead. Three hundred and forty-three of them were firefighters. Many were killed instantly, but perhaps over a thousand of them survived the initial impacts. More than three hundred of them took advantage of the extra last minutes granted to them to phone or email to the outside world,…

Memories from March 21, 1997 are simultaneously vivid and surrealistic. Time has perhaps fuzzed the edges a bit, but the impact of what I hesitate to call a near death experience has not lessened. It has colored nearly all my significant choices over the the last near-quarter century in both good and not so good…

The Professor is close to “normalizing” his sleep schedule. Tonight he should be going to bed around 7:00. Which means he’ll be getting up early tomorrow morning, rather than late in the day. We’ll actually be able to do a day trip on Saturday, complete with an early start. I thought I’d show him some…