Maybe someone had a wee bit too much time on their hands, eh?
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Archive for April, 2008
To Laugh or Cry
Wednesday, April 30th, 2008Overload
Tuesday, April 29th, 2008Phillip Dick would have loved this: a research project dedicated to unraveling why certain people remember everything they’ve ever seen and done–including an impeccable recall about historical events which occurred during their lifetime.
Gifted people who can not forget. Sounds like a bit of a curse to me. And like all exceptional people, there’s a non-fiction book about the experience for sale:
Last Lecture
Monday, April 28th, 2008Let’s say you had pancreatic cancer and less than six months to live. Forecasting what I might do in such a situation is unthinkable–at least on a Monday morning–but if I displayed 1/10 the courage and class of Randy Pausch, I would be proud.
Rand wrote the Last Lecture. And it’s a good thing he did.
Watch it on youtube.com.
Read a pdf transcript of the lecture.
There’s some very powerful ideas in his oration, including:
” . . . experience is what you get when you didn’t get what you wanted.”
” . . . brick walls are there for a reason. The brick walls are not to keep us out. The brick walls are there to give us a chance to show how badly we want something.”
That takes guts
Tuesday, April 22nd, 2008I love the third paragraph of this letter. Not trying to imply the writer is presumptuous, but . . .
“I will be calling you Monday April 21st at 9:00 AM to set up this appointment. Please expect my call. If you need to change it please give me a call.”
Mmm. Unsolicited phone goodness.
Them Bones
Tuesday, April 22nd, 2008A woman installing new plumbing discovered her dream home sits on a Quaker Burial Ground. Cost for cremating 100 sacred skeletons: 60,000 British Pounds.
Ouch. And here I’m still smarting from my tax bill. Maybe they could make a nice chandelier upstairs with the parts instead.
In other news, the novel is back “in consideration” at an agency. More details as they come to me.
Lustful
Friday, April 18th, 2008Forbes released a list of the ten most lustful cities in the United States. Of San Antonio’s number two ranking, I must resolutely disagree.
The city is a museum, a town where everything looks appealing, but people are discouraged from touching anything. Hardly the right backdrop for making sexy time, if you ask me. Austin on the other hand is a hip town. You may not get lucky, but you sure as hell will have some fun.
Anyway, here’s a link to the list.
Touched
Wednesday, April 16th, 2008Phone calls and kind wishes about my grandfather’s passing are still coming in; I’m really impressed with the amount of time people took out of their schedules to contact me.
An old buddy called me last night, in fact. He was unfamiliar with the story in the eulogy, but he had met my grandfather about six years ago and could see the events unfolding as I described.
Which, to quote Roger Waters, that kind of prop is: “Good enough.”
Now back to writing…
