I’ve already gotten one comment from a person who feels miffed that they’re not on my blogroll.
While I was bouncing between aggregators over the last year (nntprss to Shrook 1.3 to Shrook 2.0a to Bloglines, where I rest now), I have admittedly lost some feeds here and there. Data loss does occur.
If you see an omission, don’t take it personally. Just point it out to me and I’ll do my best to fix it. Chances are I might be reading you on my LiveJournal friends list, or I may just not have you on the blogroll as I’m not sure about your real name.
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Of Dreams And Monkeys
I do have a long navel-gazing post coming later today, but I couldn’t help but quote Mark Pilgrim’s recent dream:
I came home Sunday and immediately fell asleep. I dreamt of an army of monkeys. Not The Army of The Twelve Monkeys, just a run-of-the-mill army of an indeterminate number of monkeys. Not an infinite number of monkeys, although the monkeys were willing to commit suicide by solving an infinite number of simultaneous equations. They were ascending a staircase of some sort. A golden staircase, ascending to heaven. Good Lord, not a Stairway To Heaven, but yes, there was a stairway involved, and Heaven. And monkeys. Or possibly it was a non-golden staircase, but it began its ascent from the Golden Gate Bridge. But there were definitely monkeys. Monkeys solving an infinite number of simultaneous equations, and then dying. They were mathematical martyrs. Mathematical martyr monkeys.
All I can think is that I wish I had dreams like that.