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21:23 03/06/02

 

like it or not, we're all in this together. No Simpler than this' Thoughts:

Wednesday, February 13, 2002

# 16:33  HelloWorld 
  
 Asc Mo
Hi Alan, Joe, Jim... Hi there, glad you found my little home on the web.

Yes! I'm still breaking rocks. I've turned the earlier ones into sand for the beach and you're peeking in while I'm setting up a huge new one to whack at with the dull side of the ax :)

All the best, and YES! I got copies of the photos, and YES! I'll do the grunt-work and scan and post them for everyone. Its been some time. All my best to you!

# 16:17  HelloWorld 
  
 Asc Mo
Growing up is hard to do. I have two siblings that I had ok to neutral relationships with - until my father died 10 weeks ago. Now there is a testament.. or two.. or perhaps even three; And the relationship between us has turned sour. There is now rude name-calling, open envy and competition. In the blood. At least for now.  (k&a, not p,c or f)

I'm saddened that my fathers wishes, like 'honor and respect each other', went right out the window when promises of money mixed with our incomplete childhoods.

My (younger) siblings 'hord information', ally around the ones close to the purse. They'd make more in a month of honest work than what they are likely to get in the end, and the emotions now run my way are revealing pain in them that is so deep its hard to bear.

Its hard to 'let be' that with my Father's death I'm now seeing the loss of whatever there was in the relationship with my siblings. It's tough. It forces me to be honest about them and our interactions in way that go beyond being supportive, sending xmas and gifts. They've never done any theraphy. I dont want to hang out with them, really. Both abuse drugs and alcohol.

And yet I'm hurting over this. I wish I had some decent siblings. I wish they'd grow up and learn to be honest. Over many years I've come to like and appreciate what other blood relatives I have.. and I want my siblings to love and support me, even just reciprocally if thats as far as they can go.

No go. I took a lawyer to find-fact after not hearing specifics for 8 weeks. The first thing he found was that the court had not been given my address. Fancy that. Ouch.

# 13:57  HelloWorld 
  
 Asc Mo
The startup script. Coffee, email, Weblogs.Com. It used to be coffee, email, NY Times, WSJ. Times they are a changin.  [Scripting News]

Oh how true that is. There was a terrible few years when the mix had 'web-surfing and messy bookmarks' instead of 'news-aggregation i can use' since i declared my home machines to be appliances rather than computers in '95. Since the web has hit, I dont turn off my appliances any more. They've replaced the TV and Stereo, relegated tapes and video to the 'has been digitized bin', eaten up my photo-albums, all sorts of things.

But I wish i could get the NYT/WSJ editorials as xml feeds fresh daily. perhaps by next year.

# 04:00  HelloWorld 
  
 Asc Mo
I look forward to attending a delphi-sig meeting on web-application development tonight. gave my first presentations on that topic there in july of '96. it'll be a retro evening complete with pizza and beer. i love the group, and i look forward to popping in and meeting everybody.
# 03:07  HelloWorld 
  
 Asc Mo
Doc says: Passing notes in the class of life
Just one more answer to the "What are blogs for?" question.
[Doc Searls Weblog] [The Shifted Librarian] YES.
# 02:41  HelloWorld 
  
 Asc Mo
On the other hand, here's a review of Can Love Last? by Stephen Mitchell: "A philosophically inclined psychoanalyst's daring final work explains that the ecstasy of romantic love doesn't fade away over time -- we kill it." Salon [Follow Me Here]

i thought it was a three year chemical bonding that took place.. and runs its course. you split up if you didn't learn to communicate honestly, deepening what was there. something like that.

@ 14:26 03/15/02
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