Don’t Look At Me Like That

| October 23, 2006

Back in my days in the Silicon Valley, when I was an officer of the LUG out there, I used to have a passing acquaintance with a brilliant software developer named Hans. . . . . .who I just learned was arrested a week or so ago on suspicion of murdering his wife. Police: Books, […]

Ick

| October 21, 2006

The cyst above my shoulder blade sat there for two months, out of my reach, doing nothing. Except, no doubt, waiting for its moment, plotting and planning. The evil swine. I got no real warning — just a tingle, no pain, not even an actual itch. Then: Vesuvius. I’m at the office tonight, of course. […]