August in technology land
It is obviously time to blog again. I have to keep blogging, you see, or else I will forget how, the way I neglected to watch television for a while and then discovered I had forgotten why we have so...
View ArticleSo it’s not just at my house…
During my morning drive-by through the Internet, I discovered that scientists have at last turned their attention to figuring out how it is that strings go about getting themselves tangled in knots....
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Google Talk: out of the mouths of babes
Have you met Google Talk? I have to admit: I’m on it all the time, whether I want to be or not. It’s the main way I write my novel AND talk to my kids all at the same time. Sort of like major...
View ArticleA nerve-wracking moment
I am writing this on my assistant, back-up computer, and while I write this, I am watching my REAL computer delete every single thing it has in its memory. This is not for the faint-hearted, believe...
View ArticleStop me, before I hurt myself with technology
Life has been simpler since I have accepted certain things about myself. I know, for instance, that I will never understand how the electricity comes out of the walls, nor will I ever know exactly why...
View ArticleGazing upon the plumber
I don’t want to make any of you wild with envy or anything, but today a plumber came to my house. I know. It is not an easy thing to get such an event to take place. And it’s not like it happened just...
View ArticleI came out of my cave to find the Januaries in full swing
I’d forgotten what happens when you make a plan to hibernate: the whole world lines up as one gigantic test of your will. It can’t help it. It wants to know how badly you intend to keep your promise to...
View ArticleI think I may be an app, as in “There’s an app for that”
I go along mostly feeling as though I’m pretty much keeping up with modern life. Or at least make a passable pretense of it. After all, I have tweeted. I have visited tumblr. I can (usually) upload and...
View ArticleWhen a cell phone leaves home…
All my inanimate objects are ganging up on me again. At this moment I have no idea where I put the GPS, the external hard drive to my computer, my favorite pair of sunglasses, my blue hoodie, the...
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Today we bid farewell to 1968
I remember 1968 as a pretty good year. I went to Hawaii that summer and stayed with my grandmother. Just before I left, I had fallen in love with a guy named Steve, and he wrote me letters while I was...
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