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Molly Bloom, approaching her second birthday, is smart.  She has a growing vocabulary, moods, and an interest in people and other animals.  She is afraid of thunder storms.

This is an irrational fear.  She hides, she trembles, she pushes up beside me and pants anxiously.  She’s smart but she’s primitive.  I think she believes in god.  What else could cause those tremendous flashes and rumblings?  Poor little beastie.

Most of the snow is gone.  Yesterday was the hottest March 11 on record.  This is the season when we are greatful for global warming. 

Again this morning I got suckered into reading blogs instead of working on my own stuff.  I am weak.  Brian is working out advertising keyword issues.  Doc was photographed in his media whore shirt.  Betsy Devine is one for two in her choice of woman bloggers to lionize.  Jeneane:  bass in luggage, no pizza, no bat.  Dave had a dream.  Fresh content at Dervala’s, read it and weep oh you who would think yourselves good writers and creative.  Golby has linked to one of my posts, bless his huge South African heart!  Halley’s last update followed Santino’s crushing defeat, of which she adroitly avoids any mention, babbling charmingly instead about how great it is that people make things.  Not that Chloe isn’t great, and any comparison between her work and overstuffed couches and easy chairs is just sour grapes I’m sure.  David is going on about eBook ubiquity, which reminds me that I am still waiting for my flying car and personal jetpack.

…and Dean deconstructs the Film Strip International mashup of their work with Jim’s Big Ego’s ad hominem anthem re. anal sphincters. 

…and Chris shares a Chautauqua moment.

Steve Rubel says, "We all are gatekeepers depending on where the news thread starts."