For want of some fractional measure of devotion
I’m too literal-minded. When I hear corporate puff like
None of this would have been possible without the complete dedication and teamwork of every one of you in this room
I think, wow, just imagine all the grand projects that vanished without a trace because one of several hundred drones either lacked complete dedication or was hit by a bus.
Non-registered readers who try to comment now see
Error 1: Click back and type in the password.
I can find nothing in the settings that would explain this. Sorry. Until it’s debugged, you can mail comments to me and I’ll post them in your name.
(And yet, at least one spambot continues to get through.)
Later I remembered recently installing Spam Free — without seeing the full instructions. It’s off again for now.
The Five Levels of the Economy
Oddest spam in a long time:
Want to buy weapons, drugs? Want to become a terrorist? Check this video and you can even blow up the White House!
The video is a TV comedy skit.
so many misspellings, so little time
My Wikipedia watchlist grew beyond my ability to keep up with it, so I cut it back from 3082 to 1502.
Some channels will show any old rubbish.
Bon mot from Falkenblog:
It seems all great advice can be boiled down to one essential truth: Always–or is it never?–do X.
In 197_ Mom’s cousin Alyce married Tony, about whom pretty much all I remember is that he wrote a book on how to tell species of bats apart. After Alyce (already frail from polio) died of flu, we lost contact with Tony.
Today a random chain of thought led me to Tony’s obituary. Wow. (NSFW.)
Something’s wrong with commenting here, it seems.
Dad’s book is gorgeous. Buy a bazillion copies.
Chaos is good: Of beating hearts; sequel
Movies: I enjoyed Key Largo (1948).