After all

I've started reading Stephen Ambrose's biography of Eisenhower, an endeavor not without peril--Ambrose was of course a well-known plagiarist.

But I figure, if it wasn't good he wouldn't have plagiarized it. Right? Right.

Wha?

I don't know how it happened, but at some point I became a rock journalist. This is pinch-me kind of stuff.

Clappers for dummies

I wish everything I own had a Clapper so when I lost something, and I lose everything, I could clap and it would make its whereabouts known immediately. Of course, my possessions--counting books, records, socks and other things I own several of--number in the thousands, maybe the tens of thousands, so each possession would have to have a unique clapping pattern. I would have to keep a list of clapping patterns. And I'm sure I would lose the list.

Someone explain this

It has happened twice now, first with our DVD player, now with a bookshelf stereo system: a piece of electronic equipment begins performing erratically, so we leave it alone for a period of time--months, years--and then turn it back on, and it works perfectly. It has fixed itself. The lesson seems to be, never discard electronic equipment. Bob, can I get a witness.

Or is this how the Matrix got started?

Just so's you know

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