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So I have not been updating this as much as I wanted to. Here I was thinking I could entertain a few curious souls with the trials and, well, more trials (lets face it, there are no tribulations) of summer EOF, and what do I get but violently ill with strep throat? That figures. Anyway, here is some good old fasion summary!

Last week one of my favorite books, Neuromancer by William Gibson, turned 25. Essentially a novel about humanity's increasing dependence on technology, it's amazing how much he got right. These freakin kids are attached at the hip to their cell phones, and the prospect that they have to live without them for a few hours was close to emotionally crushing for some. It is also a testament to how fast human creatures can adapt, since most of them are pretty fine now.

One kid threw up after eating too much ice cream.

One kid asked if every other nation in the world ganged up and attacked America, if America would win, simplifying entire libraries of political history into a query for knowledge on par with your average taco.

I saw the 4th of July fireworks in Atlantic city. The display was nice though some of it was obscured by an overpass. In the first third of the show, or thereabouts, some of the fireworks threw flares in the shape of large green and white dollar signs, and I understand that it's AC and all, but still, that seemed somewhat inappropriate. I guess even patriotic holidays are subject to their own little self-dilusions.

And that is it for now, as I am about to nap. Two hours of helping the little bastards await on my horizon, as does a night spent with Mr Toilet, if my aching bowels are any indication.

As if any of you needed to know that.

I'm not gonna lie; I'll not be a gentleman
Behind the boathouse, I'll show you my dark secret