Sir Arthur Charles Clarke, quite likely the world's best known writer of science fiction passed away peacefully at his home in Colombo, Sri Lanka where he's lived since 1956.
A visionary, he was the first to propose satellite communications in 1945. One of his short stories inspired the World Wide Web, while another was later expanded to make the movie 2001: A Space Odyssey, which he co-wrote with director Stanley Kubrick.
You can see reflections on his 90 orbits around the sun here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3qLdeEjdbWE
Rest in peace, Sir Arthur.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Dear Jane...
Not being a quitter...I thought I'd give another potential suitor a shot.
Dave & I exchanged email back & forth for a few days then set up a coffee date. He'd already proven himself articulate and amusing - two big bonus points in his favour! He picked me up (AND opened my door for me) and we headed to one of about eleventy seven thousand Tim Hortons here in town. Not once were we ever lacking for conversation, whether it was about my life with Ben and work and school, or his with his kids, his separation (for the 2nd time & for good this time?)...anything...it just seemed all very comfortable. After a couple hours he asked if I wanted to get out of there and decided that we'd grab a couple more coffees to go and head back to my place. We continued to talk 'til well into the wee hours - it was like chatting with an old friend that I hadn't seen in a long, long time...
Eventually, when I couldn't help but yawn...he decided it was time for him to go. Eddie (my beastly dog for those of you who'd forgotten) needed to go too...so while I took him out, Dave got his coat & shoes on and when I returned to the house, he gave me a very platonic hug and a quick kiss on the cheek and told me that we'd talk again soon.
I wasn't sure what to make of the hug & peck on the cheek, so the next morning, I sent him an email...just a short note thanking him for the night before...and also to invite him back. I had plans for that evening, but I wasn't expecting to be too late and if he felt like it he could call my cell and we could hook up again after my other engagement. So he did...call, that is...and we got together again.
Just to keep this PG, lets just say...he left with a smile...lol
Turns out he wanted to as much as I did the first night, but he was trying to be a gentleman...awwww!!
Sooooooooooooo...
The following morning, with due diligence I write him an email and in response, I received this:
Hi Chris; I too had a wonderful time as well. Don't know when, though. Today was a disaster. Too much on my separation plate I'm afraid. I have a lot to take care of in the next six weeks.
Our time together has me feeling bad as well. I feel like I have cheated. Got lots of mental and emotional issues to deal with. So Chris, but this is probably the last time I write. Hope you understand. You are a great woman. I am on the rebound I guess, and that is not fair to anyone. Thanks so much for sharing. I really hope I don't hurt your feelings either. Very Sincerely, Dave
I give up...(yeah right lol)
**note to readers - invest in battery stocks...they're about to go up again...you know - Duracell...Everready...
Dave & I exchanged email back & forth for a few days then set up a coffee date. He'd already proven himself articulate and amusing - two big bonus points in his favour! He picked me up (AND opened my door for me) and we headed to one of about eleventy seven thousand Tim Hortons here in town. Not once were we ever lacking for conversation, whether it was about my life with Ben and work and school, or his with his kids, his separation (for the 2nd time & for good this time?)...anything...it just seemed all very comfortable. After a couple hours he asked if I wanted to get out of there and decided that we'd grab a couple more coffees to go and head back to my place. We continued to talk 'til well into the wee hours - it was like chatting with an old friend that I hadn't seen in a long, long time...
Eventually, when I couldn't help but yawn...he decided it was time for him to go. Eddie (my beastly dog for those of you who'd forgotten) needed to go too...so while I took him out, Dave got his coat & shoes on and when I returned to the house, he gave me a very platonic hug and a quick kiss on the cheek and told me that we'd talk again soon.
I wasn't sure what to make of the hug & peck on the cheek, so the next morning, I sent him an email...just a short note thanking him for the night before...and also to invite him back. I had plans for that evening, but I wasn't expecting to be too late and if he felt like it he could call my cell and we could hook up again after my other engagement. So he did...call, that is...and we got together again.
Just to keep this PG, lets just say...he left with a smile...lol
Turns out he wanted to as much as I did the first night, but he was trying to be a gentleman...awwww!!
Sooooooooooooo...
The following morning, with due diligence I write him an email and in response, I received this:
Hi Chris; I too had a wonderful time as well. Don't know when, though. Today was a disaster. Too much on my separation plate I'm afraid. I have a lot to take care of in the next six weeks.
Our time together has me feeling bad as well. I feel like I have cheated. Got lots of mental and emotional issues to deal with. So Chris, but this is probably the last time I write. Hope you understand. You are a great woman. I am on the rebound I guess, and that is not fair to anyone. Thanks so much for sharing. I really hope I don't hurt your feelings either. Very Sincerely, Dave
I give up...(yeah right lol)
**note to readers - invest in battery stocks...they're about to go up again...you know - Duracell...Everready...
Friday, March 14, 2008
Selfish asshole
To say that my life is hectic is an understatement on occasion...
I'm a divorced single parent, a full time employee at one of the largest universities in Canada and a part time student at the same university.
I date...infrequently...more often than not, the potential candidates just don't meet my criteria for one reason or another or they'll say something that just sets my teeth on edge and I eliminate them from any possibility of being date-worthy....EVER....lol
One such troll pissed me off today...we've conversed via email off & on over the past couple weeks and while I was leery (much of his email was sexually laden) I thought, well...I'll give him a chance...he's a guy, afterall...*smirk*
That was until this morning when I received an email from him stating "haven't heard from you for few days so i guess you aren't interested..thanks for talking anyways"
Well! I have a life...one that does not revolve around him or any other man except the one I gave birth to almost 12 years ago...so I replied...
"It's always nice to get an email from someone who presumes to know what's going on in my life or in my mind when in fact they have absolutely no fucking clue...
Thank you so much for reinforcing the stereotype of the selfish asshole."
*mental note to self: buy more batteries
I'm a divorced single parent, a full time employee at one of the largest universities in Canada and a part time student at the same university.
I date...infrequently...more often than not, the potential candidates just don't meet my criteria for one reason or another or they'll say something that just sets my teeth on edge and I eliminate them from any possibility of being date-worthy....EVER....lol
One such troll pissed me off today...we've conversed via email off & on over the past couple weeks and while I was leery (much of his email was sexually laden) I thought, well...I'll give him a chance...he's a guy, afterall...*smirk*
That was until this morning when I received an email from him stating "haven't heard from you for few days so i guess you aren't interested..thanks for talking anyways"
Well! I have a life...one that does not revolve around him or any other man except the one I gave birth to almost 12 years ago...so I replied...
"It's always nice to get an email from someone who presumes to know what's going on in my life or in my mind when in fact they have absolutely no fucking clue...
Thank you so much for reinforcing the stereotype of the selfish asshole."
*mental note to self: buy more batteries
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