Hard to believe I've been engaged by these pages for well over seven years. In the old days it used to be total chaos here. No rhyme nor reason. Little more than an obsession with the value of randomness. Then I pulled myself together. I learned to consider these pages a journal. An accounting of day to day.
This is a new year of course, and it's often a good time to take stock. Look
back, bathe a little in what for some of us are glorious moments. But I
still argue for the idea expressed by the phrase, "Why complicate things with an
explanation." One of my better moments of clear thinking. Meanwhile, who knew
back then I would today be obsessing upon a title.