Prickle-Prickle, 62 Aftermath 3169
Telepathic blogging project continues
Three more entries beamed out today... Consult your pineal gland for details.
Ramblings
Boomtime, 45 Aftermath 3169
Endings
For a few years I accompanied a friend to the New York Rennaissance Festival to sell knives and armor. Those were great summers - exciting, exhausting, endlessly entertaining. As a natural recluse, it was a very different experience for me to be a part of the thriving community that lived behind the scenes there.
Ramblings
Setting Orange, 43 Aftermath 3169
Goodbye, BlogShares
I'm kind of poleaxed at the moment, I've just discovered that blogshares is gone.
I knew it was going down the skids, but I had hopes of saving it. Just as life is settling down after the interminable Move From Hell (which is still not entirely over), I find I've missed my chance.
There are about a hundred more things I could say about the experience, its abrupt end, and the aftermath. But I'll save them for later.
Ramblings
