Three Shout Outs

It's quite the achievement enduring the passage of time, not permitting him to abandon his constant march, settle down and start an organic avocado farm, nor let him break his leash and bolt off to sniff the other three dimensions.


For this, I would like to congratulate Tim on turning 26, Suggie on turning 25, and the Iowa poets and fiction writers who graduated this year. In addition to passing the time, the writers had the small, almost inconsequential obligation of submitting theses for their two years' work, which warrants a brief mention. Also, props to ma-maa for finishing her Dip Environ Sci, which she worked damned hard for.



I transported sug and Charles out here and magically suspended them in mid air next to the Golden Gate bridge. They were unimpressed with my feats of magic and gave me the thumbs down, but later admitted it was the thought that counts, and that I had been more thoughtless in the past, so counted their lucky stars. Then I sent them home and erased all memories of the visit.