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Leaving on a jet plane

Tomorrow morning Jon and I are headed to South Carolina to attend a wedding. Beaufort, to be exact. That’s pronounced Byoo-furt, not Bo-fort, as Jon kept arguing. I know because I am always right except for all those times when I’m wrong. Our very good…

June 1, 2005

Introducing Jooce

Martini, my old iBook, died last week. She had to be replaced, so we got Jooce, as in Gin and Jooce. I like her very much.