This and pnut are my gardens. Facebook is the unruly back end of the property that gets brush hogged twice a year.

Twitter was paved over entirely.

I hear the pitter patter of little feet and muffle yelps outside my door.

Miniature eskimo needs to go potty and no-one else is available.

Great excuse to go outside for a minute, Lucky (the dog). Let's go.

I think he senses I have a new tire that needs marked.

I look back to when I had to set jumpers for everything plus solder the occasional network terminator.

I look at the present systems I am building.

I smile.

On my wife's laptop I watched a small war between writers. The "use your platform for politics" versus the "I am here to create an escape from this. They hear it everywhere else" camps.

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Sidekick was on her author page and twitter account. Brought me her laptop so I could see what was going on.

I left at the right time.

Generic i5 stuff. Nothing special. Just gets me away from editors for a while.

Nice relaxing afternoon of building workstations ahead.

What always fascinated me was just how long they've been around.

Only if you want to read a paragraph of vitriol about the subject :)

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First time I have watched morning TV in probably 20 years.

Kelly Rippa and Ryan Seacrest make me fear for our future