No, no. I’m not going to do it. I’m not going to rise to this one. I’m still licking my wounds from the last time I let lose with my mouth about “s_x__m”. I’ve learned my lesson. You don’t have to keep hitting this puppy with a rolled up newspaper to make me learn.
Outside even among the outsiders
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. Warning: Big time rant. Male/Female thing. Read at own risk. Being a woman trying to find a place among the techie guys isn’t easy, particularly since the areas of technology of interest to me rarely have other women participants. Don’t have to believe me, take a look at the RSS-Dev […]
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. Caption: An old land mark (sic) that was razed in Marcus recently was the Immigration Station which was used by the railroad as a railway station since the removal of the regular station to the town of Kettle Falls three months ago. Marcus oldtimers remember boom days for […]
Apologies to Doc Searls and friends
My apologies to Doc Searls for defaming his good name with my unwarranted attack upon him, and my injudicious use of “sexist” in reference to his statement. And I apologize to three fellow webloggers for getting on their case, and asking them, in quite strong terms, to drop this whole thing: Jonathon Delacour, Mike Golby and Dorothea Salo. I started to indulge […]
The three boys
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. I have a cat story to tell you if you’re of a mind to listen. It’s a simple story because cats are, at heart, simple creatures. We exist to serve them, which pretty much puts an end to any issue of complexity. Many, many years ago, I was living in […]
