In Xanadu did Kublet Khan A stately Superdome decree: Where Alef, the gilded river, ran Through systems measureless on LAN Down to Limbo and C. So twice five miles of fertile ground With blades and towers were girdled round; And there were rooms alight with blinking thrills, Where blossomed mininally connected spanning trees; And here were PRs ancient as the
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The Road Atlas

A coworker posed the following question to me about 8 days ago: “How did people get around and take trips before gps?” I should have smiled sweetly and said:

Ash Juniper Limerick

desirous young trees from the hills moderate not their lewd thrills so coughing and hacking the neighbors go axing and now they no longer need pills Copyright 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, J.A. Bolton. All Rights Reserved.

Cored figs.

To the tune of Black Sabbath’s “War Pigs,” inspired by a parody fragment from Matt Dibb in response to a coworker’s observation that the office mini fridge has a label that says “Sabbath Mode: Back”   Ears of corn without their tassles Dipped in sauces of molasses Evil minds eshew directions Sorcerers of dark confections On the grill the steaks
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Sunday Sunset on Little Traverse Bay

It looked like a good evening for some sunset pictures. I took a few photos and a panorama with my Nexus 5. Enjoy 🙂

Memories of Stockholm

15 years ago I had just returned from a business trip to Stockholm.  Last night when returning from my workout (the gym is two blocks from the office, or more accurately in our other office building), I was reminded especially of my time in Stockholm.  There’s a certain feel to the cold air and the dark and the area of
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A while back I upgraded the server, partially breaking my blog in the process. Rather than wade through the maze of Drupal modules I had installed to make things livable, I took the opportunity to move to WordPress. Maybe I’ll blog more. 😛

(Who?) Can you dig it?

Who’s the slick Time Lord with a space machine and all the chicks? (Who?) Can you dig it? They say that cat Who is one bad timeline mucker! (Shut Yo’ Mouth) I’m just talking ’bout Who!

Dennis M. Ritchie

According to filesystem timestamps, I wrote this 4/9/1998. I know where I was seated when I wrote it, and it was definitelyspring, so that date is plausible. It seemed apropos, given Dennis’ passing, to post it now. Hopefully, those who might be offended will remember that imitation is the most sincere form of flattery. DMR is my shepherd; I shall
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