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"I'm actually aghast at the hatred stemming from such an important person in our government. . . . Her first official act was to denounce my family, and to denounce PBS for putting on a program that shows my family as loving, moral, and committed." -- Karen Pike, on the Postcards From Buster flap.

(I caught a television broadcast in which she said something similar but did not have a pen or a keyboard handy to jot it down. Google found this for me in a Boston Globe story.)

(And no news on my LJQUOTES file -- no response yet from the support address at my ISP regarding whether it's possible for them to restore it from a backup or not, and still no clues as to how it got zapped. I'm pretty bummed about losing months worth of quotes.)

I think it would be kind of fun to befriend a big cat. As long as the vet bills, food, and enough real estate for it to get a healthy amount of exercise and mental stimulation were all somebody else's problem. Maybe not as big as a tiger; a leopard or a lion perhaps. Of course, I'm used to dealing with cats that aren't big enough to be able to kill me ...

Last night when I pulled up to a red light on MLK, another car pulled up beside me and I saw a fender with a remarkably clean line -- something about it caught my attention and I took a closer look at the rest of the car ... understated and utterly dignified yet somehow managing to convey sportiness, not plainness. Even a single fender screamed "classic". As I took in the lines of the car, I thought, "That is way too big to be an Alfa Romeo. What is it?" Then I found the Jaguar name on the side -- an unfamiliar model of Jag, and with its near-timeless aesthetics, I've no idea whether it was older or newer than the Jags I'd seen before. The driver noticed me craning my neck and staring, so I gave her a thumbs-up gesture. She looked confused and a little worried and rolled down her window. I rolled down mine and shouted, "Nice car!", and her face lit up as though nobody had ever said that to her before.

Windows NT uses preemptive multitasking, doesn't it? 'Cause my NT box (yes, I'm still using it for a few things, though methinks I should use it for even fewer) is acting like a cooperative-multitasking system running a doesn't-play-nice-with-others program. Last night it was taking 120-150 seconds to respond to a mouseclick; today it's up to seven minutes. All I'm trying to do is save enough of what's open to be able to reboot it without losing anything.

Last night I had a dream that I don't remember most of except that it involved dealing with a terribly annoying bureaucracy, and it seemed like a real waste of dreaming time. But it wasn't as bad as a couple of nights ago when I dreamt I was in prison and the parole board wouldn't let me say anything at a hearing.

A Sun 3/60 is a lot bigger than I'd remembered. I was expecting something closer to the size of a 3/80 or a Sparc 2. The desk I'd planned to put it on isn't big enough. I wonder whether it's okay to stand it on edge. (I can wedge something heavy against it to keep it from falling over.)