Staring at the wall and realizing the only way I am going to eliminate, "Hai guize! New release! It's API breaking but I'm sure you'll like it!", is write every damned thing myself.

One person's evolution is another's mutation.

When I said I was staying off the Internet on April 1st, I meant it. :D

8:20AM and I am going to attempt to go to bed. Not sure if my brain will cooperate but here goes..

@kdfrawg Made me nostalgic for my Hot wheels collection and happy I do not work in downtown Atlanta.

Well, there's not really any point in going to bed now. Sun's up.

I used to take it out on a heavy punching bag. Sometimes, I think I need to get another on and put it in the basement.

I curse the day my body discovered acid reflux.

Such a tragic bit of history. I knew several survivors. Think about them when I look at current events and am glad they've passed on.

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To me, they were an escape. I started reading very early - By age two. I loved that I could open one and suddenly be somewhere else for a while.

As for the older books as opposed to the newer..

The older seemed to have a life imbued to them from the hands that made this dog ear or that crease,

The McGuffey readers, for instance, were used in school by my great grandfather and had his notes and scribbles in them. It just made them seem alive to me.

Some other's were made by my great, great uncle Leotis and had his very ornate, almost calligraphic, handwriting in them. Some of his sketches, also. (I have a few of his paintings too. Very talented man. Would have loved to know him but he died a few years before I was born)

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It has a nasty habit of both eliminating woes and introducing others in their place.