Day 150 – Pine, etc.

By jspeer
Published: August 30, 2005
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Hours of Daylight – 13:22
The weather is shifting rapidly. Daytime highs are still reaching into the 90’s, but the evenings are dropping into the low 50’s here in the valley. The secret is to open all the windows at night and vent the heat of the day. Then as the next day’s temps begin to [...]

Day 144 – There it is

By jspeer
Published: August 24, 2005
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Hours of Daylight – 13:39
There it is, printed right there in the New York Times.
First, a brief review: “It’s not a matter of whether the war is not real, or if it is, victory is not possible. The war is not meant to be won, it is meant to be continuous.”
Now, today, lifted from Maureen [...]

Day 141 – Scenic

By jspeer
Published: August 21, 2005
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Hours of Daylight – 13:47
Thanks to several people i’ve now learned that “GUBERIF” is “FIREBUG” backwards. Huzzah! Plus, through the miracle of technology i’ve also learned the etymology of “guberif.” There’s a nifty beer stein available for the hardcore collectors out there.
However, my new question is this: should not the text on the road read [...]

Day 139 – Two Trips Down

By jspeer
Published: August 19, 2005
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Hours of Daylight 13:52
Well, this is a tad overdue, but i’ve actually been just a bit busy. I’ve reached that stage where i can turn the littlest things, yard, sweeping, playing with the cats, doing the odd web-job, into an all-day affair. Thus when i actually have to do somethine i become frantically busy.
What am [...]

Day 129 – One Trip Down

By jspeer
Published: August 9, 2005
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Hours of Daylight – 14:18
Wifi is hard to come by in Chicago’s O’Hare airport. One would think various providers would be tripping over themselves to provide access, but they’re not. From my seat here in United’s B concourse only a very week t-mobile signal is sporadically reaching my computer. At no time was it ever [...]