There is no remembrance of former days
Mar. 8th, 2007 11:59 pmCurrently at UW: -8.1. High today: -4.1. Got down to -22 a few nights ago.
Supposed to get above freezing each of the next four days, at least. Looks like I'm going to miss winning the thermometer by about fifteen degrees on Sunday. Still, the great meltdown kicks off tomorrow. It's my last chance to take pictures of the park with snow. I thought, when the melting started a couple of weeks ago, that I'd missed my last chance then. But the snow is back near where it was.
I can't tell whether I'm really that busy that I don't have time to have anything to say, or whether it really is just that easy to get out of rhythm. Both, probably. Though my "busy", from most contemporary Western perspectives, probably has a pretty laughable extension.
I will note, at any rate, that, today, I learned the following Interesting Fact: William Gladstone, after visiting prostitutes for the purpose of improving their morals, would scourge himself with a whip. I learned that from a book about Tony Blair and Iraq, which I am reading due to its coming up on a keyword search for "self-deception".
Supposed to get above freezing each of the next four days, at least. Looks like I'm going to miss winning the thermometer by about fifteen degrees on Sunday. Still, the great meltdown kicks off tomorrow. It's my last chance to take pictures of the park with snow. I thought, when the melting started a couple of weeks ago, that I'd missed my last chance then. But the snow is back near where it was.
I can't tell whether I'm really that busy that I don't have time to have anything to say, or whether it really is just that easy to get out of rhythm. Both, probably. Though my "busy", from most contemporary Western perspectives, probably has a pretty laughable extension.
I will note, at any rate, that, today, I learned the following Interesting Fact: William Gladstone, after visiting prostitutes for the purpose of improving their morals, would scourge himself with a whip. I learned that from a book about Tony Blair and Iraq, which I am reading due to its coming up on a keyword search for "self-deception".