I don’t know the answer. I’m not sure I know the question. But ever since I saw Troy Worman’s odd assertion regarding the femmeyness of RB, whom most of us have heretofore considered a manly man indeed, I’ve been afraid that I might somehow shift gender myself. And, as it turns out there is some evidence. I’ve signed up for BlogHer. (Day one is full, so I’ll have to do some creative lurking if I want to get tips and tricks from Heather Champ).

Today came this shocking news from ZA. Golby says, “…this past week, I’ve come over all schoolgirlish.” Perhaps it’s the global warming. I don’t know. Will I see you fellas at BlogHer?

I’ve been obsessed with all kinds of things and the Best o’ Sandhill migration has suffered from neglect.  I will get the interviews moved over here, and I will get the some of the funny stuff from both TypePad and the old Radio site over here.  Sorry not to have any dead elephant poetry or like that, but maybe now that I’m almost finished with Philosophy Made Simple (Robert Hellenga, Little Brown and Company, March, 2024) I will be inspired by Ganesh or baba ganoush or someone.

This stuff is first rate!  I love the Internecks!

Dell contacted me regarding the video card problem I blogged about and Alan helped me with. (Who else is willing to rescind the rule about ending a sentence with a preposition? Raise your hands. It’s almost unanimous then. The Listics Style Guide is hereby revised to permit it.)  I have an appointment for some problem resolution phone support this Wednesday at 7:30am.  I’m impressed that they read the blogs and follow-up on stuff like this, especially since the old P4 is years out of warranty.

Sadly, the situation has gone from bad to ugly.  I’m just hoping that I can get a good back-up before things get much worse.