Friday, February 27, 2009

A quote

Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.---E.L. Doctorow

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

High Flight

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds,--and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of--wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air....
Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
where never lark, or ever eagle flew--
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God

--John Gillespie Magee, Jr
So here we are, Miss Technologically challenged, joining the rest of the world. I am at the library while the kids are in their Ham Radio class, learning about communicating. Some people have no trouble with that in whatever form they choose, but Ham Radio class has them learning all about communication in a disaster or even on a fine day. They are learning to build one too. Kinda cool.