“Why the light blogging, AKMA?”
Well, I spent the morning at Peet’s with my dear, who bought me a couple of cups of their ultra-high-intensity coffee, such that I was wired to an extent that I can’t remember having felt for years. When I settled down a little after mass (havinng successfully avoided vibrating out of my seat and hop-scotching up and down the aisle) it took a while before I could attain much focus, and that focus I dedicated to writing careful responses to some questions from an interested party.
Si, meanwhile, was busy keeping silent all day. That was good (not the silence, but the participation).
When I finished writing up my materials, I went to mark some papers, but partway in encountered a pastoral crisis that demanded concentrated attention.
So no big-deal bloggery, which frustrates me, because there's a blog in me waiting to come out, about faith, doubt, knowledge, and uncertainty — but I have other tasks that keep intruding. I want to know how it comes out in the end, but I haven’t had time to begin. And I still want to put my oar in on the digital identity discussion, now including Phil Windley. If I don’t get in soon, there won’t be anything left worth saying.
But to prove that Arete grossly overestimates my housekeeping virtuosity, I left the dishes in the sink tonight.
Oh, and AKMA the hexapedal Casanova still has plenty of eggs.
Posted by AKMA at April 21, 2004 11:46 PM | TrackBackYour entomological virtuosity was hereditary. If you run out of eggs, send 'em my way...I have plenty!
C'mon all you wannabe bugs, tell us who you are.
Posted by: Revsparker at April 22, 2004 07:19 AM