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Today is the 190th anniversary of poet Walt Whitman's birth. Here's some of my favorite bits from Song of Myself:


Section 20)

Who goes there? hankering, gross, mystical, nude;
How is it I extract strength from the beef I eat?

What is a man anyhow? what am I? what are you?

All I mark as my own you shall offset it with your own,...
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Manhattanhenge occurs this evening at 8:17 PM.

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In change of tactics, alien abductors now offering free colonoscopies and bonus UFO miles.

Would Christianity survive the discovery of an extraterrestrial civilization? Hard to imagine how. It's "universality" is terribly parochial and earth bound. Would Jesus need to be crucified on multiple planets? Thought experiment percolating. How would "original sin," the underpinning and prerequisite for salvific theology, work for multiple high level sentient species separated by vast light years in space time and radically different evolution? How would...
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Well, H1N1 has now infected my immediate world in principal if not in immediate biological fact. My overseas business travel planned for next week has been canceled in what may most likely prove to be an excess of caution. I had mixed feelings about having to take the trip in the first place, so now I have similarly mixed emotions about the cancellation, having expended...
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It is the 445th anniversary of the birth of William Shakespeare (1564). The 1560s were a different sort of 60s altogether from the sort of 60s many of us knew, but the man had the hair for it, an eye for the irony of it, and an ear for the music of it, that keeps him cool throughout. A tip of the hat & a...
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Experimenting with Twitter these days. One was the day when "the unexamined life" was thought to be not worth living. Now perhaps it's merely the undocumented life that makes us cringe. What with Linkedin, facebook, Twitter, MySpace, GPS, and countless closed circuit security cameras that peer at us and register our movements day and night everywhere we go, living a truly anonymous undocumented life is...
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Last night was out to the theater, off-Broadway, very good. Tonight is for piddling around on the computer, avoiding the taxes chain saw massacre awaiting me, obsessively checking Twitter, avoiding unpacking moving boxes and actually organizing things, obsessively tweeting on Twitter, and generally filling little cyber-boxes with letters that appear to create words that might say something but probably do not much in the end....
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