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Monday, February 23, 2004
Interim 
| | There's a scene in one of the early Star Trek movies (the first one, perhaps?) where somebody (Kirk's squeeze?) gets beamed improperly and manifests for a few moments before their demise as a formless mess of protoplasm. Or something. |
| | For some reason, my office move brings this to mind. Everything is in boxes, including lots of stuff I need to function. The painters and carpenters aren't done with the new place, and lots more stuff remains to be moved — not just for the office, but for the whole house. I'd show ya pictures, but I don't know where the camera is. |
| | I'm typing this on my lap at the old place. I think it'll be my last post for the day, and perhaps for the week. Tomorrow morning I fly to somewhere in Mexico for a Linux Journal retreat, and I won't be back until Saturday night. I don't think I'll be taking this latpop with me, either. Instead I'll be taking the new ThinkPad T-40 Linux machine to which I'm gradually moving my digital life. I have no idea what the connectivity will be like down there, either. So hold off on the email for awhile, too. |
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