Work Halt In Progress

B. Version 2. Upgrade. New and improved. Fixed with a patch (band-aid(TM)) and stuff…

It might be obvious or not, there was a whip in that title. Old habits die hard, and that was always one. Get a good title first, then write good stuff after that. Not really all that brilliant, but also true enough to be observed as “wise” in some inescapable way.

Moving right along, I should write along the lines of explaining what I intend to accomplish. That is also another standard of wisdom, like a seed we should sow, to watch it grow. Hey, was that sow, and wig?

Anyway, I want to play an album for you all, like I used to do, back in the physical days of my reality. Not like now, where everything is imaginary. Even this seems to be unreal, even though I know it is. Now isn’t that weird? Speaking of which, anytime you want to break a rule, especially a spelling rule we all learned in grammar school, it’s ease: Just Get Weird! (JGW if you need to remember it)

I. before E? My ass!

Hahahahaha. So I am going to do what I want. It is all about I. Followed of course, by T. That is what IT is all about.

Shut up, Galen, and say good night, Gracie.

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Another First, It Seems

It is what it seems, if we are talking about Apple being involved in any of the hardware in use by Yours Truly. And so it goes. Suffice it to say that so far I am greatly impressed. Let me further clarify that the impression, not lightly so, is at least 50% of the time, if not more than that, negative. Oh how I miss typing on real keys, and it has only been a few hours of zero non-zero errors! ;)


Yours Truly,

Me ( –g)

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Repairs Underway Now

You might notice that a new old widget has appeared on the sidebar, from before the timeless tides turned the young and innocent into the presently greater, and the wonders of the widget make it possible to do the old things again. So this is like when my friends came over (or not) and I got out the stack and found the proper 45 to put next under the needle and feed my hungry ears and longing soul, or whatever it is inside me that wants to hear the same old songs, by the thousands if possible. So this is just one, old monaural version, just like on the AM car radio (the radio was AM, not the car, which was usually “Detroit” in terms of technological style) or the pocket transistor. Hey, I have some Rock in my pockets too, kiddo! :)

Hear? It comes…

And so this just makes it easy to listen again, not break another needle, and let all my friends just stay home for good. On the other hand, slow internet traffic often makes it all not worthwhile. ;)

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Following Another Scattered Trail

That once would have been given the mono-label treatment as (FAST™) but we’ll skip it this time, almost. Sometimes fast means no eating. Moving along, hey, not so fast there buddy, we are linking another *yet another* blog which was started recently. It could continue, disappear, or mutate, or perhaps all three. In any case, you could read it. You’d have to go there. You might not want to go there, ahead of time.

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How can it even happen, when it seems like I have little to say that could possibly be of value or interest to anyone, including myself? How many hours were spent or wasted back when it felt like it made a difference, and how little did it ever matter? And with this much doubt involved, it seems no surprise that it all came to a halt over two years ago.

In any case, here is another rather hollow post, or posting, to break the silence. And if it represents an actual noteworthy event, it shall be the first of more, as I consider the meaning of “friendship” and other admirable abstractions.

In this way, it might be considered the start of some kind of revival. Not a lively sort of revival, mind you; more like a return to the previous state of utter lameness. Back to the usual mundane rambling, and pointless pondering. Or it could just be one of the last few. Either way, for a short while, just like each of us, it is new. Just for now, new. You knew that, didn’t you? :)


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