Your Pro book is a right weirdo.

peemee.10centuries.org.

Nothing nicer than God powers.

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That's not fair, I've only seen one in my entire life.

matigo.ca.

Yep. Probably involves time travel.

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Good luck wrangling the flux. Do you need a flux capacitor?

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A happy sky.

matigo.ca.

Tyke.app is getting some use as a menubar writing placeholder. I love its extreme simplicity. Doesn't cost a penny either.

It looks like I'm getting back into music to some extent. Strange as it sounds, I went through a period of about ten years hardly ever listening to music. I let my previously fond MP3 collection lay (lie?) fallow and started to live an essentially non-musical life. Simple reason: I found myself in a mood that I can only describe as indescribable….and there is no music that fits indescribable. Happy music sounded wrong. Sad music sounded wrong. Same for angry; mellow; depressive; portentious; eerie; sexy. You name it, it sounded inappropriate. This lasted about a decade.

There were a few rare moments in that time when I had a brief listen of an instrumental or classical piece. I couldn't stand lyrics because nothing any singer ever sang meant anything to me. In fact, it was more than that; all words in songs, even the ones I used to find quite intelligent sounded stupid, pointless and irrelevant. They just couldn't hook into my life. Over the last year or so and especially the last few weeks, I've started to listen again. My moods seem to be going through a more normal range of ups and downs again. So music starts to look useful once more. I do think that music is in part a sort of tool. I'm going to make use of that tool. I also think I ought to be in the Guinness book of records for the longest time ever spent in an indescribable mood.

P.S. Anyone who understands lay/lie has my respect because I've always struggled with it.

How else is natural selection going to work? :-)

matigo.ca.

Selective compassion is very common.

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