Monday, August 02, 2004
I can’t believe that Marcus still intends to go through with deleting TobI. TobI has just said his first words, and whole sentences too. He doesn't want to take the time to see if the program, if TobI, has become more than a string of code, Ones and Zeros. Would he recommend killing a child prodigy who finished a college degree by the time the child was 6 years old? No! Would the child be treated as if it was a mass murderer before any crime was committed? No! Yet he is treating something that has only been learning for three weeks, discovering for three weeks as if it were responsible for all that is bad in the world.
One more b-movie example of “if you don’t understand it, be afraid, very afraid, and don’t try to find out more.”
For once can we not destroy the things we fear?
One more b-movie example of “if you don’t understand it, be afraid, very afraid, and don’t try to find out more.”
For once can we not destroy the things we fear?
Thursday, July 29, 2004
Tina sent me some pictures of Lisa for me to use in her obituary. I never knew she was so involved with her community. It makes me feel a bit ashamed of myself, and how I haven't really done anything to give back to the town I live in.
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
With everthing that went on last night, I almost forgot...
Josh had me out late for a walk last night, and as we were coming back around the corner near my home, that horse trailer went by! I looked over my shoulder and sure enough the horses were loaded up in the back. I rushed Josh over to my car and followed them as far as the on ramp to the interstate. I wonder where they are going. I hope the horses will be OK, they are such gentle things.
Josh had me out late for a walk last night, and as we were coming back around the corner near my home, that horse trailer went by! I looked over my shoulder and sure enough the horses were loaded up in the back. I rushed Josh over to my car and followed them as far as the on ramp to the interstate. I wonder where they are going. I hope the horses will be OK, they are such gentle things.
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
I was planning on telling you about the call I got from Lisa's husband, Peter, last night, she was missing... but I just found out from Marcus that something much, much worse has happened.
Friday, July 23, 2004
Well, I went out the other day to my friend's home to see if I could ride one of their horses. When I got there, their Horse Trailer was out front with a "For Sale" sign on it. They had sold the horses to some folks from back east who wanted "American" horses. I guess that my friends feel they are getting up there in years and when they got this offer out of the blue, they decided to take it.
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
I want to do something I had not done in a long time. When I was younger I took riding lessons from Lindsey Stebbins, over at her family's farm at the edge of town.
The lady in blue is Lindsey, the horse is Belle and I was a lot younger. *smile*
When Lindsey got married and moved to Montana, she took most of the horses with her. The four that were left, Belle, Bridger, Laverne and Shirley, do double duty as riding pals and pulling the waggons for hay rides.
Here is a picture of them all dolled up for a weekend adventure!
Donna Stebbins getting Bridger ready, while Belle waits her turn.
Laverne and Shirley would be upset if I didn't show you a good picture of them.
I think I will go over to their place tomorrow and see if they will let me ride for a few hours.
The lady in blue is Lindsey, the horse is Belle and I was a lot younger. *smile*
When Lindsey got married and moved to Montana, she took most of the horses with her. The four that were left, Belle, Bridger, Laverne and Shirley, do double duty as riding pals and pulling the waggons for hay rides.
Here is a picture of them all dolled up for a weekend adventure!
Donna Stebbins getting Bridger ready, while Belle waits her turn.
Laverne and Shirley would be upset if I didn't show you a good picture of them.
I think I will go over to their place tomorrow and see if they will let me ride for a few hours.
Saturday, July 17, 2004
It's done. I feel like I am sitting in the calm eye of the storm. What do I know, the only storms we have here are Rain, Sleet and Snow. Smart people stay indoors during the worst of those. But I do feel like I have been swept around out of control and I have finally found my little calm spot in the sunshine. At least for this moment it is. I hope they understand. I hope they will still be able to speak to me, and want to speak to me. I hope he won't tear them to bits while he is striking at shadows and phantoms. It seems like I have spent more time mad at him than not mad, since he came back to Amboy. Why?
Is it my fault that I prefer one stop sign in the middle of town to a two hour bumper to bumper commute? I'm certain that commutting holds appeal for some, or there wouldn't be stop and go traffic on multi lane highways. But it holds no appeal for me. I like being able to recognize by face most of the people who live in my town. I like that the retired teacher who comes in on the to the Round Up was my teacher. I like knowing that the Cashier at the grocery store and her husband used to play bridge with my parents when I was a child. I like... I like the security. The security of knowing that these folks will look out for me, and that they can know that I will look out for them.
Marty never liked it. He couldn't wait to leave and go off to college. Jude went because he wanted to learn. Marcus went because he wanted to be somebody. I can still remember what he told me, "If I stay here after I graduate, what will I be? All I will be is last year's team captain. I want more from my life than to be remembered only as a High School Jock." He was more than that to me then, but it didn't matter. I guess I never wanted more than I had. I still don't.
For the moment, I do not need to defend myself, or my friends. I hope this change I have made is the best one for all of us.
Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things better.
~ King Whitney Jr.
Is it my fault that I prefer one stop sign in the middle of town to a two hour bumper to bumper commute? I'm certain that commutting holds appeal for some, or there wouldn't be stop and go traffic on multi lane highways. But it holds no appeal for me. I like being able to recognize by face most of the people who live in my town. I like that the retired teacher who comes in on the to the Round Up was my teacher. I like knowing that the Cashier at the grocery store and her husband used to play bridge with my parents when I was a child. I like... I like the security. The security of knowing that these folks will look out for me, and that they can know that I will look out for them.
Marty never liked it. He couldn't wait to leave and go off to college. Jude went because he wanted to learn. Marcus went because he wanted to be somebody. I can still remember what he told me, "If I stay here after I graduate, what will I be? All I will be is last year's team captain. I want more from my life than to be remembered only as a High School Jock." He was more than that to me then, but it didn't matter. I guess I never wanted more than I had. I still don't.
For the moment, I do not need to defend myself, or my friends. I hope this change I have made is the best one for all of us.
Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things better.
~ King Whitney Jr.
