Overhead, without any fuss, the stars were going out.

�� Arthur C. Clarke, "The Nine Billion Names of God" ��






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2010-10-23, 5:01 p.m.:
To No. 1 son: "What do you want to be when you grow up?"

No 1: "A videogame master."

To No. 2 son: "What do you want to do when you grow up?"

No. 2: "Date Sierra."

"No, I mean, what do you want to do as your profession, you know, your job? Your career."

No. 2: "I want to be dating Sierra."

Is it a life-sized ambition? Does it pay well? Only time will tell.

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2010-10-23, 12:38 a.m.:
I have all these books but no time to read them.

No time, no time, no time.

But great fun today, for hours, setting up Bakugan Dimensions online with Atticus - his avatar, his bakugan codes, his battle skills - and then watching him play and coaching him through. And talking of pumpkins and such with Ro. Doing a new Lego. Cuddling on the couch. No time for books. I should be done with The Count of Monte Cristo in circa 2.3 years, however.

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2010-10-08, 11:44 p.m.:
"The benefits of quitting smoking are significant and almost immediate"

Almost as soon as the addict gives up the cigarette, the body starts working to undo the damage done by tobacco. The most important among the immediate benefits of not smoking is an improvement in blood circulation. Within 20 minutes of the last puff, blood pressure and pulse rate return to normal. After 8 hours of no smoking, oxygen levels return to normal and nicotine and carbon monoxide levels are reduced by half. In fact, 24 hours later, carbon monoxide is totally eliminated from the body and the lungs start to remove the smoking debris and tar-filled mucous. After 2 days of quitting smoking, nerve endings regenerate and revive their functions. Three days later the body is virtually free of nicotine and the bronchial tubes in the lungs relax. Within the first 2-12 weeks of quitting smoking the person produces less phlegm, does not wheeze or cough frequently and experiences an improved sense of smell and taste. After around 3 months, lung function starts improving thereby oxygenating the body sufficiently and improving circulation.

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2010-10-06, 1:43 p.m.:
Green, gold and white. The first snow can't be too far away. The blue hydrangeas are now light-years away.

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2010-09-20, 1:58 p.m.:
For I have loved the stars too much to ever be afraid of the night

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2010-09-06, 8:20 p.m.:
I always thought, in the event of evacuation - natural disaster - or Act of God, that I would worry most about my journals (now 34 years of them). But now I have children. And two little kittens who just came home with us yesterday.

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