(4 pm. – promoted by ek hornbeck)
Cross posted from The Stars Hollow Gazette
Republished from our first day on line.
I have stuff. Lots of stuff and not just the tangible kind that you can put your hands on and touch. When I suggested to ek hornbeck that we start this site and began working on diaries that I should write to help fill the pages as we attract readers and participants here, I began by looking at some of the “stuff” in my bookmarks and went WOW, I need to “clean” out all this stuff. Then I said “Wait, I now have a place to put this “stuff” that I am about to “delete” forever into the infinity of cyberspace”.
So, I am going yo to share with you some of “stuff” that I was about to put into a “trash bin”. Some of it is kind of funny, nostalgic and some of it is sad. Much of it is going to get the reaction I had. “What were you saving that for?” Where you out of your mind?” So here goes.
Things I Learn From My Patients
I think I remember why I saved this but it’s fuzzy
When will the Proxigean Tides arrive between 1999-2020?
I have no frelling clue as to why I saved this. The first paragraph put me into a coma, about its only use since I have insomnia. I found it better than the “Introduction to Inorganic Chemistry”
Of version numbering and convergence
I am pretty sure I know why I saved this but it’s time to send it to the “trash bin”
I’m a redhead with brown eyes and I love my kitties
A game I never played but was good for a laugh when I sent it to my Republican in-laws.
My daughter had rescued pet sheep from a petting zoo. One was named “Harold”.
Never mind Crop Circles now we have Sheep Circles
Ewe must be joking: Sheep form a perfect ring in Herefordshire in a bid to copy crop circle
I have this “Cat” in my herb garden.
One more. I sent this to ek as we were banging our heads on our computers putting diaries together and the finishing touches for the “Grand Opening”. This was originally for my son-in-law. a systems analyst and admin for the UN.
Got “Stuff”?
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Here is an entertaining tune called “Stuff” by the Pacific Northwest group, Locust Street Taxi, who refer to themselves as “Three musical geniuses…and a trombone player”…