a have an indoor/outdoor thermometer weather thingie that says it is 104 degrees outside when the reality is much balmier. a 3D-capable TV i got 3 months ago is still a mystery to me as far as the 3D functionality goes. i just don’t know if it works because every attempt to access that feature is intercepted by some software or hardware failure. today i came one step closer to accessing 3D only to find that the channels formerly available are gone. and then the computer mysteriously shut down last night, erasing some paragraphs of unsaved prose and no small number of web pages tabs. can’t wait to get the phat new desktop so i can discover new realms of computer malfunction. and last night i discovered that a certain backup job had not run for about 2 weeks, even as i thought it ran routinely. my web site revenue is in the toilet even as everything is pumping on all cylinders. and, quintessentially, as i type this jeremiad i get intruded upon by software failure of this keyboard and POS android phone.
ah, who cares?
(a classy lady just walked in to the beer hall holding an infant in her right arm and a liter of IPA in her left hand. i do not pass judgment, although i could because i am a classy guy.)
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i made it over to the 181 today to pick up a few copies of The Etude, from 1901. my collection is nearing completion, which is not to say i’ll ever have every single copy of The Etude. i just want the certain vintage, 1900-1930, with as much as i can get from 1883-1899. to me the collection is complete once i get everything from 1900-1930 — the period in which the magazine hit its stride (in my opinion).
i’ve had dreams of late that my living space would be relieved of its accumulations. relieved of CDs, LPs, books, magazines… i can’t extinguish my papyral accumulation with a simple purchase of an e-book and the subsequent re-purchase of everything on my shelves. most of my books (which i will never read ayway) are e-unavailable. yet the fantasies of digitizing the very substance of my life persist.
