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How a really cool bunch of people, most of whom I’ve never met, did something wonderful for my friend

My friend’s main connection with the world — her computer — died, & prospects for getting another one were dim. But then, unasked, a bunch of folks on her mystery book discussion list stepped forward. Continue reading

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Actually, I kinda like clouds…

Clouds are actually really beautiful, when I’m not feeling grey. A little about the aha! experience of 1984, when I permanently came out of my former self-hatred.

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