Archive for January 2005
inspired by three things
# Ten Years After
# Update and Travels (which led me to…)
# Dark Night Flick
[I may come back and edit this a little bit for style.]
I’ve always had an unusual intimacy with the written word. I first started pouring my thoughts into journals when I was 8 or 9 years old — almost 22 years […]
in a entirely different mood
I found this flier while cleaning out my email…one of my colleagues made it, years ago. (Funny thing: I asked him if it was okay to post it here, and we got to chatting about computers. Three of all saying that we’d used “trash-80s”, and Ken said, “what, when you were like 12?” […]
I feel somewhat this way
Gone Beyond, by Adam Greenfield.
I’m feeling sort of jumbled about Grandma. It’s not as though this was even remotely unexpected, and when Mom called me at 8:30 in the morning — once I realized it was her — I knew exactly what she’d say. Grandma was 93, had very bad Parkinson’s, and was […]
it’s the little things
in the last week or so I’ve gone from over 1000 emails in my (work) inbox to less than 200. makes me feel more at ease in my own skin, really. the hope is to get down to 0, per Mark Hurst’s “managing email”:http://www.goodexperience.com/ — which I should really reread.
Helen Gillen Dillon
August 30, 1911 - January 17, 2005
Goodbye, Grandma.
I have more to write about this, I think, but not quite yet.
brace at the end of the week
The awkwardness in the thumb is somewhat reduced, but still annoying. (I emailed the doctor about it.) And it’s still a little weird overall. OTOH, I *think* it’s forcing me into more correct posture…not just in my hands, but my arms, and so all the way up and down. (I’ve been […]
