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Egg nog in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
On the northern hemisphere of this planet the “Holiday Season” takes place in the winter, in general not the most hospitable time unless you are a skier. (I just had to check that. “Skier” sounds...
The future (Julian Simon and Matthew Yglesias) in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
Let’s try this again. I mean Prosebox. I come into the “create new entry” box and I find a mostly finished entry on Putin’s psychology in regard to Ukraine. Written sometime since February 2002,...
Pore Jeb Is Daid D: in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
I lost an astronaut. This morning. First time. I’m still chilled with the darkness of it. Of course, in the game Kerbal Space Program you lose astronauts all the time, in miscalculations and blo...
"Out of position" (EDIT: Maybe part 1?) in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
When you have not been writing, it is like drowning. You remember having broken the silvery surface up there, but whenever you try you can’t quite seem to reach it. You withdraw dully into the n...
A blurp in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
This is me trying to break my idiotic posting drought. And of course, for once, I have been consumed with trying to grok the same things everyone else has. The coronavirus. Our cootie wave. And ...
I miss Arbi. in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
Don’t have brain or time to write anything else just now, but this has been needing to be posted.
Placeholder in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
In the later stages of the flu; sluggish, but my fingers are working. Right now I’m writing a letter to an elderly friend, that I won’t be able to print out and mail until I’m sure I’m no longer ...
The Halloween season and The Fifth Risk in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
If I were the sort of rich person who was already investing full-tilt in saving the world and had dribbles of money left over for jokes, I hope I’d pay for a micro-run of thick, respectable-looki...
MASCOT: another Hayabusa 2 deployment (edit: done) in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
As I post this, Hayabusa 2 is already on its slow approach from 20 km out, this time to deploy a slightly larger rover with more science capabilities. Wikipedia says: “The Mobile Asteroid Surface...
On asteroid mining and its heartaches in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
So, four a.m. again. At nine I go to a new doctor for a physical. No exercise at all this summer, totally unfit, belly out to here, and I need to tighten up my carbohydrate intake again; I haven’...
Up late in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
This will be a long, strange night because of household politics. Tomorrow morning, perhaps around nine or ten in the morning, my mother and my visiting niece are going to start moving things fro...
On Hayabusa, Hayabusa 2, and the people who would do such things in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
Hayabusa is the Japanese word for peregrine falcon. There is a lovely, sweet movie - I had to order the DVD from Japan - about the probe named Hayabusa. Hayabusa was the first probe to return pa...
Heads up, if anyone sees this soon: asteroid intercept in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
May I have your attention please. The Japanese space agency JAXA deserves respect. They flew Hayabusa. (I recommend the movie of the same name.) (And they flew IKAROS, by the way. Respect. Deep r...
Story I just wrote for an Australian friend (or her daughter) in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
Using them as a characters. My friend may possibly forgive me. :-) I emailed it to her this morning. SOME EVENTS IN THE ADELAIDE HILLS . Josie was a little tired of riding in cars, but it was b...
The peril of thinking I'm a Good Critical Thinker in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
[I found this on my laptop from 2015. Squinting back… somehow I don’t seem to have posted it in here? I was concerned with, or petrified by, the high intellectual tang that our impressions have e...
The universal bobber and critical-thinking education in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
[This idea (combination of ideas) has been a bee in my bonnet for a while - a new bee from the hive, I guess. This morning I got up at 3 and chewed a mouthful of coffee beans and wrote it up.] ...
On letter-writing in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
I wrote a letter eleven days ago to an elderly neighbor - well, ex-neighbor, I guess. Though, no. He’ll still count, always. Dick lived across the street for years and years, since decades befor...
On my friend Scot in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
Well, I finished another assignment. Last night I scared the life out of myself when I was transferring the document back to the client. I had to get it to him through Dropbox because the large ...
Revisited: On toys in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
Temporarily marooned without an internet connection. I’m typing in good old Wordpad. I can see the proper wireless connection on my computer, it trembles in the air, but when I choose it my bro...
Well, that guy does want to work with me. If all goes well, he’ll now email me his manuscript and I’ll start crunching on Friday morning, after the Fourth of July. . . . Always assuming I don’t m...
Uncle Dale / copyediting nibble / the garden in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
Yes, that’s soft rain outside my window. Perhaps now it’s gone. Yes, it is. It only lasted a little over a minute. I only knew from the faint sound of it. I love the sensitivity of having the wi...
More like troubled waking. Troubled Sleep is a Jean-Paul Sartre novel. Don’t read this one if you dread a mood plunge. I am foolish enough to set my alarm and answer it and drink coffee so that ...
On garden sales and garden smiles in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
The summer dawn is long and sweet. Far away across this unpretentious district of town, the birds are waking up. We are just off a three-day plant sale. A nice, pleasant time of talking with cust...
(Written elsewhere April 19th.) I downloaded the game Crusader Kings 2 some time ago when there was a special deal where it was free. The outcome: I’m in no danger of addiction. Whether I’ve even...
Mostly about children in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
Well, it would be shapely if I now went on into another Julian Simon-related tangent (there is one) . . . but no, at the moment I’m awake in the dark because of a thing about children. The cat i...
