I hadn’t put any images into a blog posting, so I thought I would do one, just to see what they look like when created via this Snow Leopard Server software.
So, here it is. Yes, that is me. Most people that know me don’t think of me as such an exuberant person, but I can assure you that this really is me. I did calm down after a while, returning to my normal, placid self.
Since this is a personal entry (and I’m trying to fill up space) I will mention that I’ve been (re)reading some James Thurber stuff lately. One particularly witty essay he wrote describes the life of a writer of essays. There was much to snicker about, but what comes to mind now is his confession of the fear that you just spent the last two days developing an idea, only to realize it was probably done twice as cleverly by Robert Benchley in 1924.
Benchley’s great too. I first heard of him via those shorts he did, that now appear as fillers between feature length films on Turner Classic Movies. I found those amusing, so when I saw that Michael J. Nelson (formerly of MST3K, lately of Rifftrax) mentioned him as an influence, I put “some book by Robert Benchley” on my Christmas list. Susan obliged, and yes… even though some of the material is approaching 100 years old, it still strikes a funny bone. (Mine is a somewhat laconic funny bone, but it gets struck nonetheless.) Some things never change.by