Serendipity Seeking Intelligent Life on Earth

I grew up in a bilingual household. Everyone spoke both English and Yiddish. Both my parents and both my grandparents. It was spoken all the time in my home.

My grandfather actually spoke and read four languages, Russian, Yiddish, Hebrew and English. My grandmother spoke Russian and Yiddish in addition to English but not Hebrew.

My dad spoke German, Yiddish, some French and English. He had a knack for languages. At one point in his life he got into studying ancient cultures. He decided to learn the dead language Sanskrit, so he could read some ancient texts in the original. This is one of the things that most impressed me about my dad. His boundless curiosity, his drive and his perseverance. How many people would actually do that? How many people would even want to.

As an aside. In the 1930’s, my father didn’t like the way the wood floors…

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Self (& Others) Destructive Behavior

Happy I do not drive!

No Facilities

Last Monday, I was all about planning and organization. This week, it’s all stuff that comes out of nowhere. Nowhere, in this case, being the underside of the Internet, where apps go to die. The app of interest? Jot, a simple drawing app that offered a bunch of via-the-Internet collaboration features. I didn’t use those. Others did, and the cost of running the servers that supported that exceeded the profits Jot generated.

Money In < Money Out

The sad thing is that instead of just ending the Internet stuff, the developer killed-off Jot. It’s sad because Jot is the app that I used for all those amazing illustrations I’ve included over the years.

I have a new app, but I’m just learning how to use it. It’s OK, I like learning and I think I like this app. So, I reached into those notes to see if I had a…

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