Straight Talk

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  • There aren’t enough hours in the day.  On August 15th my long-term, “full-time” engagement is over and I’ll be able to pay better attention to other clients, other commitments, and to some of the bright ideas and back burner projects that I’ve had on hold.

    I need to tidy up around here too, pull some of the random stuff together, ditch the extraneous, exercise my voice, practice my bloggy vocalise (not vocalese… you know I’m more of a scat man if it comes to that).

    For almost two years I’ve struggled with local power transmission system issues, a struggle that is far from over.  I’ve recently picked up a commitment to study incarceration practices and translate that into a prisoner support program.  I have a Web 1.5 product that needs polish and promotion.  I have family and friends whose company I enjoy and to whom I owe energy and support.  I have some writing commitments.  The house needs a coat of paint.  The country needs a new president and congress.  The dog needs long runs and continual frisbee practice.  Generations X and Y are howling after us post-war oldsters like Siberian wolves in pursuit of a sleigh and troika on a cold winter night.

    Facebook, Twitter, blogging, and chat… how am I ever to manage all that?

    I need to carve out a sane space on the web to advance my interests, while I noodle here — trying on ideas, providing a level of realistic existential raving, offhand notes and commentary…

    Listics is vocalise… it’s not going away, but I’ll let you know the venue of the real performance later.

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    2 Comments

    1. Posted August 5, 2024 at 1:46 | Permalink

      Generations X and Y are howling after us post-war oldsters like Siberian wolves in pursuit of a sleigh and troika on a cold winter night.

      Canard! Wolves are shy creatures who avoid humans as much as possible. Their staple diet consists of rodents — squirrels and the like. Your own dog can confirm this important point and you will live to rue the aspersions you’ve cast!

      Unless Gen X and Gen Y get to you first. . .

    2. Posted August 5, 2024 at 5:28 | Permalink

      Sorry, but I have pictures to prove it…
      for example…