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Yeah, yeah, I know—it's not cool to dig Dilbert now that it's huge. So sue me. I like Scot Adams' work ethic, the fact that he still corresponds with his readers, and his schtick. I think the strip continues to be the high point of the daily three-panel gag strips. Also, a lot is this is sadly true.
He's a genius, but he can't drive a car, hold down a 9-to-5 job, or tell left from right. So he works from home, developing custom courses on language acquisition, numeracy, and literacy. He's autistic and he's articulate. Richard Johnson delivers a three-dimensional portrait of a very rare savant—one who can tell us how he does what he does.
I'm not even sure what holiday it was that kept us out of the office yesterday, but I am thankful for it. We can call it Tweak Day.
Long weekends are good for undressing audio gear, playing games with cables and interconnects, fooling around with speaker placement, and devouring instruction manuals. Who knew?
Have I mentioned that I hate instruction manuals? I do. (Usually.) But, this weekend, there was one that actually commanded my attention. In fact, it had me hotly... riveted. I might go so far as to say: I was engrossed, captivated, immersed, absolutely bathed in…
"When she turned her back on the boy
He creeps up from behind."
He creeps up from behind."
Film at 11:00.
Can't get your mojo workin' 'cause you don't know what it is? Here's a source for your one-stop African American Folk Magic information center.
Via Incoming Signals.
Before this all began, innocently, I asked JA:
"What preamp do you think I should use with the Moscode?"
He didn't answer
immediately,
but stood just before me,
quietly,
quietly thinking.
Leonard Pitts gives props to Bethesda's brave librarian, who ejected some over-reaching DHS agents from the library's computer center.