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Red Blimp Moments
10 years ago, when I was living in the Bay Area, I found myself driving past the Half Moon Bay airport, staring at a large, red blimp tethered at the end of the runway. I’d driven past this airport many times – it was on my morning surf run, the route I would take if…
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Cruft #1: Digital Clay
[Author’s note: I’ve built up quite a backlog of unfinished journal entries – cruft, if you will – that is lingering in my drafts folder. In an effort to “sh*t or get off the pot”, I’m gonna pick one at random each month, clean it up just enough to make it presentable, and throw it…
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The Missing Cat
My dad is a planetary astro-geophysicist… or something like that. Actually, to this day, I don’t really know how to describe what he does. Nor does he – it’s some very scientifigeeky job though, which has always been borderline mad-scientist. He would, I’m sure, be very comfortable in a lab full of bubbling test tubes,…
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Revisiting Sadaam
I wrote about the hanging of Sadaam last month. In the intervening time I’ve reread that entry at least three times, contemplating whether or not I should edit or delete it. It reflects a certain callousness and insensitivity that I’m not proud of. But I’m going to leave it up since the point of the…
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NPR Station Mashup
Chris and I are doing road trips to the Bay Area or Nevada every month or two right now. And somehow the timing of these always has us driving on weekends, around the time my favorite radio show, Car Talk, is on. This would would work out great except for one thing: we invariably spend…