The first of the last
Jan. 2nd, 2009 10:58 pmHere is the first line of the first entry from every month of last year.
Before, I begin, however, I shall, in some wise make this first post of the new year, much as my first post of the last year was (though I shan't quote it next year), and wish all of you a Happy New Year, better than the last, and worse than any to follow.
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I wanted to say something swell, but Niel Gaiman beat me to the punch, therefore I shall borrow his words and wish, for all of you,
My given name (only used by cops, and people who don't know me, save from documents; which is to say, mostly people who think my first name is Sergeant), isn't all that common.
I've been busy with photography. Here, in a season of politics, I've been babysitting, hiking, and shooting. Some cookery (though little of interest to more than them as eats it), and a spot of reading.
Fafblog is Back!!! (does Muppet Dance)
They say that sports are a microcosm of the world. That by watching them we get to see the possible, and that we can be uplifted by that.
It's been a busy couple of weeks for Death; at least when it comes to claiming celebrities.
Despite the density of photo-posts I've been doing, most of the shots I post to flickr aren't repeated here.
I've been travelling![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
commodorified came to visit and we went up to SLO, and spent a couple of days with trolleypup (who came down from SF).
The RNC has been delayed, but the police presence seems to be more than one might have expected, even looking at the arrests this weekend.
All the greats had it. Ansel Adams had it. Margaret Bourke-White had it. Henri Cartier-Bresson had it.
From my August trip to SLO, withcommodorified. The shots were all taken in Cayucas, out on a large chunk of rock out in the fringes of the tidal zone, so we were on an island, which happens to be submerged for about half the day.
I have long ago given up on the grammar checker in Word being able to keep track of subject/verb relationships when an intermediate phrase intrudes, but today I got one I just had to share. I was roughing out some text, and wrote the following (clunky) sentence.
Before, I begin, however, I shall, in some wise make this first post of the new year, much as my first post of the last year was (though I shan't quote it next year), and wish all of you a Happy New Year, better than the last, and worse than any to follow.
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I wanted to say something swell, but Niel Gaiman beat me to the punch, therefore I shall borrow his words and wish, for all of you,
My given name (only used by cops, and people who don't know me, save from documents; which is to say, mostly people who think my first name is Sergeant), isn't all that common.
I've been busy with photography. Here, in a season of politics, I've been babysitting, hiking, and shooting. Some cookery (though little of interest to more than them as eats it), and a spot of reading.
Fafblog is Back!!! (does Muppet Dance)
They say that sports are a microcosm of the world. That by watching them we get to see the possible, and that we can be uplifted by that.
It's been a busy couple of weeks for Death; at least when it comes to claiming celebrities.
Despite the density of photo-posts I've been doing, most of the shots I post to flickr aren't repeated here.
I've been travelling
commodorified came to visit and we went up to SLO, and spent a couple of days with trolleypup (who came down from SF).The RNC has been delayed, but the police presence seems to be more than one might have expected, even looking at the arrests this weekend.
All the greats had it. Ansel Adams had it. Margaret Bourke-White had it. Henri Cartier-Bresson had it.
From my August trip to SLO, with
commodorified. The shots were all taken in Cayucas, out on a large chunk of rock out in the fringes of the tidal zone, so we were on an island, which happens to be submerged for about half the day.I have long ago given up on the grammar checker in Word being able to keep track of subject/verb relationships when an intermediate phrase intrudes, but today I got one I just had to share. I was roughing out some text, and wrote the following (clunky) sentence.
