I'm so clever

I found the guy's flickr account, which he wasn't hiding from me but I didn't know where it was. I searched flicker for "Prague," "uploaded between Oct 1 and Oct 19, 2007" and then paged past several pages of pictures posted on October 20 -- I don't know why, do they use a sort engine that thinks 20 is the same as 2? -- anyway, there it was: orangegeni. Heh.


Meanwhile I spoke too soon about being well. I'm not going to the Band Review even though I can hear it from my house because the thought of moving that much makes me want to puke. It's annoying: I have a lot of energy, but my insides are wobbly. The nice fellow went to work, which I think is irresponsible considering that he works with food. I imagine he'll wash his hands and change gloves often, at least.

Emma is hit the worst. I think that might be because she's younger and hasn't been exposed to as many of these already. I think she needs a flu shot, actually. I haven't got mine yet.

There's an added neurological dimension to this digestive virus: it seems to cause different neurological symptoms depending on where you've had trouble before. There's the skin supersensitivity, headache, and lightheadedness, of course. Then there's also, for me, a return of the hand symptoms I had laid to rest through a thoughtful regime of exercise, diet and medication, and for Emma, a return of back symptoms. Really a nasty creature, this virus.

Hey -- the guy's IMing me!He sent me a link to a picture of Bush and Putin in starry masonic wizard robes.

Liveblogging . . .

we're talking about Czech Nazis and his classes. And his ancestry, which gets more complicated every time we turn around. Now with added Sintis and Sorbians. Well, probably not Sintis, since we can't find an actual thread linking Johan Trollmann the Sinti hero destroyed by Nazis with Johan Trollmann the guy from Glogon. But Johan the Sinti looked, physically, as much like our Trollmans as Ignaz Trollmann, who beat up the Balkans for the Austria-Hungarian Empire. Who do you want to identify with?

Now he's gone to watch Rugby. I'm thinking about whether I'm going to eat breakfast.

comma splices

I am a grownup and I do not use comma splices in the narrative passages. However, sometimes in dialog the comma splice seems to express the speaker's articulation better than "correct" punctuation. But I'm worried because I don't know what's being expressed there. For example:

"Leave them alone, they're not hurting anything."
"Leave them alone. They're not hurting anything."

or:

"He just came in here Saturday, he looked like a hobo."
"He just came in here Saturday. He looked like a hobo."

or:

"I'm not saying anything, I'm not like that."
"I'm not saying anything. I'm not like that."

or:

"They wouldn't give you the time of day, you had to get your own watch."
"They wouldn't give you the time of day. You had to get your own watch."

(sentences constructed at random) Is there the same difference between the comma-splice and short-sentence versions in each case? If so, what is it? If not, what are the different differences? I can hear differences in my mind, but what are they telling me about the speakers? What do these things mean?

On another front, I have a big vermillion squash in the microwave and I'm going to make a rich, rich soup. With sage.

And Emma's feeling better so she went away.

conduit chapter three

Chapter three redone and posted. Sorry, the chapters are going up as private posts as I am using this only as backup for the files. Since the nice fellow has gone to bed rather than asking for the computer, I will now work on some more writing.