and/or

(and) the sound of an invisible door closing on the horizon

(or) a discarded bread crust

Another reason to support women in computing:

commercial ties

"This is a hell of a time to be engaged in a commercial transaction", Hilary thought, coins trailing behind her on the marble floor.

the hours start dragging me away

Daydream:

The Shetlander hotel owners from Goffman's (1957) anthropology flourish a tray of baklava for some Briton guests, then flourish (just as elegantly) back through the kitchen doors to slop boiled baklava ends into bowls and bowls while the worker's socks steam over the kettle as in days of yore.

under construction

Pardon our dust as we hack the blogger template.

"Sharon, whatever I know about that was told to me in confidence".

His ugly oatmeal face reminds me of the quakers, who are renowned for their honesty in business.

Device drivers allow more documents, ie problems, to appear on your desktop at a faster rate.

dissoi logoi

"Are you a knower of things Hilary", said Sharon. "And what are the things with which you know?"

...and I keep finding their scowls in the tile pattern.

How touch-sensitive monitor screens break: a common scenario

I like to watch my stack of assignment sheets blow down the alley or contemplate the keypad on a cellular phone.

What I really dislike is overfilled kitchen trash bags though, and the limp trashbag next to it on the floor.

at parashakthi

This week I discovered a correlary to the "dress down" rule for intimidating situations {see September 2005}:

Feign ignorance.

"Om what?", Hilary naively said: no, sorry, I am completely unaware of the fact that shiva's name is gracefully intertwined with my awareness. Yes, please futher explain this concept to me. And can I eat those?