Archive for January 2003
great style, but a little disappointing
friends and long-time readers will know that I’m something of a Sherlock Holmes buff. Tonight I managed to catch most of the new Masterpiece Theater version of Hound of the Baskervilles.
it’s beautifully filmed, and well acted - the fellow who plays Holmes is even good enough for me to get over the image of the […]
about that cleaning
I linked to an article about “garbage houses” in my other weblog, and had a comment (I love those!) from Anita Rowland mentioning alt.recovery.clutter. so much mess.
there’s a lot of family stuff in this subject: grandmother on father’s side was a clutter person to the Nth degree, mother is a purger, as was her mother. […]
much ado about what now?
Mark P. quotes possibly the most cranky piece about weblogging ever written, among others. he seems to be in a fowl mood, which may be related to his redesign:
which seems to be related to a burst of anxiety about XHTML 2.0 and the strain of markup. whew.
this mood is not far off from a […]
today’s word is:
ennui. I am vaguely wishing for some sort of scripting project, as it would occupy my brain and engage my mental faculties without requiring too much examination of the emotional depths.
this discovery of coding as a mental escape fascinates me, by the way. I wish I’d known about it when I was 20. I’m […]
not enough
I’ve been avoiding thinking about my life. I have achieved some degree of material success in the last two years, nothing vast, but certainly far more comfortable than I’ve ever been before, maybe even when I was growing up.
but a pall has settled over my world. I’m watching too much TV. I’m reading too […]
oh, to hell with it all
they cancelled the class (no enrollment) and didn’t tell me, until I asked today. I even bought a friggin’ textbook. (can I still write it off on my taxes next year?)
