by Carl Dennis Don’t be ashamed that your parentsDidn’t happen to meet at an art exhibitOr at a protest against a foreign policyBased on fear of negotiation,But in an aisle of a discount drugstore,Near the antihistamine section,Seeking relief from the common cold.You ought to be proud that even there,Amid coughs and sneezes, They were able to peer beneathThe veil of pointless happenstance.Here is someone, each thought,Able to laugh at the indignitiesThat flesh is heir to. HereIs a person one might care about.Not love at first sight, but the willTo be ready to endorse the feelingShould it arise. Had they waitedFor settings more promising,You wouldn’t be here,Wishing things were different.Why not…
So much more than I needed to know
You read a poem written almost a hundred years ago which has a small part that resonates so sweetly with you. It surfaces in me when times are tough to bear. In our modern life we are so connected. Social media, sharing thoughts from friends, fromthe news from strangers, can get difficult to process sometimes. Amy Winehouse died of a drug overdose. The inevitable stream of “Well we knew that was coming” “No big surprise” and so much worse make me want to unplug completely.A gunman killing children in Oslo, and it escalates to where I just don’t want to think about it, it’s so overwhelming. I can’t even sleep,…
By Edgar Albert Guest Ainâ€™t no use as I can seeIn sittinâ€™ underneath a treeAnâ€™ growlinâ€™ that your luck is bad,Anâ€™ that your life is extry sad;Your life ainâ€™t sadder than your neighborâ€™sNor any harder are your labors;It rains on him the same as you,Anâ€™ he has work he hates to do;Anâ€™ he gits tired anâ€™ he gits cross,Anâ€™ he has trouble with the boss;You take his whole life, through anâ€™ through,Why, heâ€™s no better off than you. If whininâ€™ brushed the clouds awayI wouldnâ€™t have a word to say;If it made good friends out oâ€™ foesIâ€™d whine a bit, too, I suppose;But when I look around anâ€™ seeA lot…
true freedom â€œmeans being conscious and aware enough to choose what you pay attention to and to choose how you construct meaning from experience. Because if you cannot exercise this kind of choice in adult life, you will be totally hosed.” – Posted from my iPhone.
My Newton is down not out.
My beloved Newton 2100 web server is offline. it’s fine. The wireless router died. The Newton (not upgraded) is running NPDS and has a wavelan silver PCMCIA card. I was using an airport express for the Newton’s 80211b wireless with WEP security. This is unfortunately the highest settings you can use for wireless on the Newton. It was strange (and awesome) )to find the airport express had failed well before the Newton. I don’t want to change my other wireless from 80211N to B and WPA2 to WEP because of our close proximity to lots of neighbors. Fear not, gentle reader. We shall figure this out. In the meantime if you have an old…
I gotta keep breathing. Because tomorrow the sun will rise. Who knows what the tide could bring? – Posted from my iPhone