Recovered from the Wayback Machine. My roommate decided I needed exercise for my painful back yesterday and took me to the Sculpture Park near our house for a gentle walk. Aside from the fact that I was walking somewhat like Frankenstein’s Monster (arms rigidly at my side, stiff backed, movements accompanied by occasional non-verbal grunts) […]
Category: Just Shelley
Arghh
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. I somehow hurt my neck and upper back along the spine and am unsure of how long I’ll be able to stay online. Even laying down, trying to type into the computer just isn’t working out. If you email and I don’t respond, I’m not being rude and ignoring you. […]
Arggh
I somehow hurt my neck and upper back along the spine and am unsure of how long I’ll be able to stay online. Even laying down, trying to type into the computer just isn’t working out. If you email and I don’t respond, I’m not being rude and ignoring you. Same with comments to postings. […]
Let ‘er come
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. I’m back on track with the RDF book, though slowly. I want to write, frequently, strongly, and to cover the screen with pixels, but, lately, my thoughts have not been on technology. I think my new office location has something to do with it — my desk faces towards a […]
More words than five
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. I’m seeing a metamorphosis in many of the weblogs I visit lately — people not only moving their weblogs to new servers or new weblogging tools, but also looking to redefine what their weblogs mean to them. Why am I here? I wrote the following in an email to a good […]
