The other night, I was lying awake in the dark, drowsily contemplating something or other, and aaaalmost asleep. Faint cries came from somewhere outside, and suddenly I was listening intently. There’s something about the sound of a human distress call in the night that acts like a cattle prod – I was up and and listening at the window within a second or two. I could hear a woman’s voice, either angry or fearful or both, calling out from somewhere down the street. We live in a quiet, boring suburb. There’s usually no noise to speak of at night, other…
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I was tinkering with the template (while humming the “Blacksmith’s Chorus”) and took out some stuff, may take out some more stuff, added in some stuff. Maybe someday (not soon) I’ll get past the “hey, here’s some cool crap to stick on the sidewall” stage. Check this out – now visitors get mapped. So where you at? It’ll show on the map. It’s pretty funny to zoom all the way in on satellite view. But funny ha-ha, or funny weird? Not sure yet, but click the new “gVisit Log” link in the right column and you’ll see a Googlemap showing…