<B>Editor's Note: </B>A reader recently complained that we publish too many obituaries and remembrances on this website. "I don't need to be reminded of my own mortality and depressed at the same time by reading all these death notices," he wrote. "I'm a baby boomer and I don't want to read about baby boomers&mdash;not their work, [not] their deaths."

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"If you have no catnip or kibble, you are dead to me."

"Honestly, I have no idea how those CDs wound up on the floor."

Jerome Harris sent in this tidbit, commenting, "Talk about ahead of the curve!"

A good read from <I>The New Yorker</I>. I saw a special on the Enigma Project once and they interviewed a woman who had worked with Turing at Bletchley Park. She basically said that everybody at BP was phenomenally bright, but that Turing was a genius and that the difference between being intelligent and being a genius was the difference between going from A to G and from A to Zed. Genius didn't need the intermediate steps that even the very brightest of us require.