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We are stuck with technology when what we really want is just stuff that works.


This will appear on day two of my enforced sojourn from teh Internets. I expect that my rss feeds will have blown out to the thousand plus already.

I would like to cry, but my needlessly masculinist upbringing prevents me. Perhaps that is something that I can work on instead of looking at LOL sharks.

Comments

Kitty said…
They say that going cold turkey is the best way to break an addiction.

I hope you don't get 'the shakes'!
Priyanka Khot said…
Thanks for the encouragement you gave me with your comments since I started the Delhi photo diary. It is always a pleasure to see your comments.
Thanks for all the wonderful pics of Henry and Ezra that you posted for me to feast my eyes on. Loads of love to both of them.

Once again Thanks for your visits to my blog through the past year and making it more special with your comments. Hope you continue to visit in the new year as well. :-)

Happy New Year!!!
Anonymous said…
It is easy to quit anything if you are sick enough. I did it with an aortic aneurysm operation in 1996.

I don't have a lot to say about last year or this new year. Some thoughts...

I hope 2009 will be better than 2008, 2007, and 2006. I do think our government will be inspired by our new President Obama -- at least I hope so.

I would like to see the War in Irag end and I would like to see the killing stop everywhere.

It is my hope that Japan will stop slaughtering whales and raping virgin forests.

And I hope the people will lose their clubs and no longer club baby seals to death.

What a world we have and live in. 2009 could be so much better than it will be.
KL said…
Hi Kris,
Hope you and your family is doing great. I visit your blog almost everyday and really enjoy it (especially the pictures/anecdotes of Henry and Ezra - well, that's not suprising. Seems like these two lads have lots of lassie-followers :-P). So, keep up the great work for 2009 and wishing you and your family a great, happy and prosperous New Year.
Unknown said…
To Ezra (Pound), Henry and Kris, wishing you a happy new year and praying all that it brings will be goodness and fulfillment.
Anonymous said…
Enjoy the break. I can totally empathise with your technology problems. I'm still working late today due to technology problems. I wish you and your georgeous family the very best for 2009. I look forward to the antics of your boys.
A toast to you and all the work you do for your CDP - Happy New Year!
bitingmidge said…
Kris, thanks for your support during the year, I hope that 2009 brings you and yours all you could possibly wish for, and maybe, just maybe, a reconnection to us all!

Sunshine Coast Daily - Australia
Kris McCracken said…
Kitty, I did get them. It was horrible.

Priyanka, I am glad that you enjoy it!

Abe, the Japanese rape forests? The filthy devils! ;)
Kris McCracken said…
To everyone, thanks for you goodwill!

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