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au palais des vaches

Last weekend the National Geographic Society had a clearance sale at the Cow Palace, with bunches of $50 “coffee table” books for $10. I had dinner afterward with an old friend, who remarked, “When you said you were going to … Continue reading

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actuarial destiny

I read long ago (probably more than once) a short story that goes like this. A man of a certain age (let’s call him Bob) mysteriously receives, unwanted, a subscription to Hereafter magazine – all about death: funerals, estate planning, … Continue reading

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the world suddenly seemed not so small

Today in Menlo Park, who should walk by but Bill, principal of the firm where I’ve been working lately (in San Francisco). Our eyes met, I raised a hand in greeting, and he stopped; so I approached, and said: “Hi! … Continue reading

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back to the drearing board

Damn. I was doing so well.

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two dimensions

Tim Lambert (Deltoid) is compiling a table of bloggers’ scores in a Political Compass quiz. I scored in the middle of the Right Libertarian quadrant, close to Will Wilkinson (The Fly Bottle). I suspect I’d be further left if some … Continue reading

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not stooping to the trite pun

I dreamed of designing a trebuchet to toss obnoxious cats over the back fence (of a yard wholly unlike any where I’ve ever dwelt). It would be calibrated to minimize energy of impact; I may be an ogre but I’m … Continue reading

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the stats

October saw a big jump in this site’s traffic, by every measure. I wonder why.

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