A space for mostly short form stuff and responses to things I see elsewhere.
The past month of micro posts served to reinforce my belief in my need for extrinsic motivation.
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Crossing pedestrian off my list.
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I absolutely refuse to be bullied by a “random” word generator into using a word like mask. #mbnov is a hoax.
Dilemma is one of those words that never looks correctly spelled to me. I dither between dilemma and dilemna for reasons that escape me.
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It seems I’ve done nothing but adjust for the past nine months.
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Call me the breeze?
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I’m a good listener. I can say things like “provision another instance,” and have no idea what I’m talking about.
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I confess, I’ve never really liked the idea of “nice capture” applied to a photograph, even a stunning wildlife image. It smacks of snapping the soul, and the hunting side of it doesn’t appeal either.
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Not sure when I will next cross a physical border to another country, but independent cyberspace remains open, for which I am thankful.
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Fade to black.
Not the end
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No, anything is not possible.
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I need to train myself to dig deeper before trying tricky computer stuff, but it is actually quite hard to find the tutorials that give understanding before they give instruction.
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My memory is that my first USB stick had 128Mb of memory and cost and arm and a leg, in 2001, I think.
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The Far Side used to be one of my favourite cartoons, but Gary Larsen’s return hasn’t really stuck with me.
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I’m just not very good at spooky movies, can’t suspend disbelief for things I find it hard to believe in.
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Keeping things minimal, I guess this will have to do.
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Wear and tear is a concept that I like to embrace. My jeans, for example, are worn and torn in a way that directly reflects how and why I wear them, not a fashionista decree.
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Say what?
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I wish I could force m.b to look further back in my RSS feed and find yesterday’s microblogvember post.
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I have enormous admiration for John F. Appleby, who in the 1870s perfected a machine that would tie a knot in twine, thus enabling a machine to bind sheaves of grain together and setting in motion the giant combine harvesters that enable our daily bread.
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There is no way I can inflate my relief at the day’s events, or my gratitude to cyber-friends here on mb for their generosity of spirit.
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Erk. I seem to have misplaced today’s #mbnov prompt.
Puzzling? This stuff writes itself, doesn't it. Not that I am going to let it, but the thought is definitely there. We've had near and anxious (ha; not anxious, astonish. Mr Freud, your slip is ready.) and stoop and now puzzling, and you still expect me to believe the choices are random?
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Is the architectural stoop derived from the same word as step, and what exactly is it? Is it what I might call the front porch? Or is the little flight of steps leading up to the porch?
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The only thing that makes life bearable right now is that I am near the person who makes my life worth living. I can’t imagine surviving so much forced proximity with anyone else at all.
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Whatever happens today is likely to astonish me.
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I do remember orange juice made from concentrate and it seemed sensible; remove the water, ship, replace the water.
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Not at all dreary the past few days. We had a great outing under warm, blue skies to stock up on culture. It may be a while before we can do that again. #mbnov