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If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.

Ezra's in morning right now. Just leave him be.

He advocated thrift and hard work and disapproved of loose women who turned him down.

Minecraft!

There is no salvation in becoming adapted to a world which is crazy.

I know that it is something to do with computers...

I hasten to laugh at everything, for fear of being obliged to weep.

Ez tackles the PSP while Henry mucks about with an I-pad. Meanwhile I'm still stuck with Decathlon on the Atari 2600...

Fun is good.

Ever wondered who those Anonymous chaps might be...?

We live in a society exquisitely dependent on science and technology, in which hardly anyone knows anything about science and technology.

Another day, another year, ANOTHER pre-post. I have even had to resort to posting one of Jennifer's photographs ! Here you can see the lads sharing a bowl of grapes. Well, actually, they are playing poker with grapes as the pot. The problem with these two is that Henry favours a straight game of seven card stud, whereas Ezra prefers a variation of Oxford stud with a complex mix of a kill game and wild cards. Consequently, I have had to implement a rule in which their guns (Christmas presents) are not allowed on their person while a game is underway. It really is like Deadwood in these parts of late. Onto technical matters, I can assure you that if the computer is not yet fixed, and the computer robot dude is still posting this, my New Year's resolution will involve fixing it . I do hope to have found the Windows XP disks that Henry has stashed away somewhere by that time. If not, I fear that the rss feeds will now be at two thousand , and I expect to be at least twelve hours b...

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.

Houston, we've had a problem here.

Can you believe it? Three computers in the house and they are dropping like flies! That and the fact that I am off work until Monday has severely constrained my adventures on the INFORMATION SUPERHIGHWAY over the next week. I am not sure what I can do. I am sure that it will involve a lot of crying, shaking and fetal positions. I have again had to dip into the grab bag of photos, and suspect that this blasting that took place just down from work a few weeks back, coupled with a shark attack and far too little sleep of late have all contributed to the technical difficulties that seem to have plagued me of late. For the moment then, I can only apologise for the brevity.