Here's Eddie on the streets of Greybull.
In anticipation of Anticipation, trillian_stars and I have been reading Sandman out loud. Trillian's doing the narration and then we're divvying up the parts. It's fun, especially when there's a crowd scene and we're both talking at once.
Yesterday I gave my DEC VAX 4000/300 away to a guy in State College who has a computer museum. It was a bit sad to see her go, it's been an important part of my life for twelve or thirteen years or so. But it's gone to someone who will love it and maybe he'll let me telnet in and play Hunt the Wumpus. As far as I know there are still no viruses written for VMS.
I'm amazed that Roswell, who has a brain the size of a walnut thinks of my face as "me" -- she looks at my eyes when she wants my attention and this morning, she was laying on my chest reaching her paw out and touching my cheek and then my chin, all the while looking into my eyes. Why the eyes and not the hands? Is it because somehow she thinks of her own head as the center of her "self"?
Tea's ready. Time to sit out on the porch with my furry little girl. Have an excellent day.