Category Archives: me!me!me!

wish carefully

Last week I moaned about unemployment. So now I’m all-but-offered a job: doing work even more mechanical than before, at 3/5 the wage. Naturally the client won’t want to invest three weeks of training (on a proprietary system; the last … Continue reading

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grouch update

Yesterday’s evil mood passed, as it always does. I wish I could simply accept that: but how can I trust today’s good cheer, when my life is in no better shape than it was yesterday? Well, anyway. I am reminded … Continue reading

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last news from Pittsburgh

Sunday Dad called to ask my advice as an experienced user of mobile telephones. He and his wife are about to move to another city, and wondered whether they ought to bother getting landline service at all. Monday I remembered … Continue reading

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gloom update

Three months out of work. Occasional nibbles from agencies but no follow-up. (And all because for the last dozen years I used WordPerfect rather than bloody Redmondware. To think that, last time around, the temp agencies were fighting over me … Continue reading

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Hobbes was fond of his dram

I’ll bet your mother asked you, when you were about eight years old: “If all the other blogs posted their philosopher scores, would you?” (Warning: popups.) 1.00 Mill .82 Bentham (?!) .76 Epicureans .65 Kant .63 Sartre .55 Aquinas .51 … Continue reading

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the uvular fricative is written Z in English

My housemate was talking to a physician this morning (didn’t say why) and mentioned my snoring. The physician imitated the sound of sleep apnea, and it sounded (I’m told) exactly like a noise that I make. She suggested I have … Continue reading

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they cut off his big blond locks, I’m told

I noticed something odd about my passport: it is dated June 1998, but the photograph must have been taken before April. (My hair was cut in September 1989, November 1994, April 1998 – when I stopped parting it – and … Continue reading

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