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Calling originally posted June 3, 2009 You live on the shore of a country where the wind is rare. To pass the time, you build a boat. The project is preposterous, and your friends are quick to tell you so. There is no wind. You make yourself busy with the work of the day, and [...]
Note from the future: This is crazy. Read this. Supernatural Aid originally posted October 10,2007 On Sunday, while waiting to go to the rehearsal for my best friend’s wedding, my six-year-old daughter and I goofed around outside. It’s October in Massachusetts (as it is in most other places right now) and there is clover everywhere. [...]
Note from the future: This post from the original Gigagiggles predates the invention of titles. The laptop discussed below still sits in my office. I’m afraid if I disconnect it from the power grid, it will cause a disturbance I’ll have to answer for to Homeland Security. Originally posted October 7, 2003 I’m getting a [...]
Note from the future: Some giggles are Middle-Earthy. There and Not Quite Back Again originally posted September 24, 2005 I mostly feel good. I have the occassional bout of what on earth am I doing? …I chose not to join my former colleagues in the return to Cyan on Wednesday. The lay-off cracked open a door [...]
Not Recommended originally posted August 23, 2005 If Amazon really wanted to make a buck, they should occasionally tell me that a book would be wrong for me: Bill, this book is not recommended for you. Here’s why. If you’re not Bill, please click here. I wouldn’t be able to not click “Here’s why.” Then [...]
Timequake - originally posted August 14, 2005 I’ve always liked Kurt Vonnegut’s writing style. Absurd situations punctuated with moments of poignancy – his stories match my experience. Life is bizarre, inscrutable and occassionally, momentarily, incredibly beautiful. In Timequake, speaking in his own voice, Vonnegut tells of a real conversation he had with his dying ex-wife:
Welcome to Gigagiggles 3.0! If you’ve been here for a while, know that I mourn the loss of 2.0 with you. Many memories. Things will never be the same. If you’re new here, you can probably gather from the respectful silence that something dear was lost. It was. It’s not completely lost of course – [...]
