Phendrana Drifts

I remember today thinking that a lot has happened, from a historical perspective, in the last while. Michele, my most excellent friend in Boston, reminds me about her first compact disc player (mine was a high school graduation present in 1996) and first microwave (Allie, where on earth do we keep our microwave? We don't have one? Oh.) I'm not sure I agree right away that the next thirty years will be as amazing, but as I can't get over how much my life has changed as a direct result of technology - the internet! I mean I can find out almost anything in a matter of seconds (my boss asked me the other day how many barrels of oil Norway produced and I had the answer thanks to the CIA World Factbook in seconds) - how much effort would that have taken, say at the beginning of the Chretien era / Clinton era in 1993?

By the way Toby, I still stand by my assertion that I shouldn't blog when drunk. I haven't used the backspace key so much in my life. But you should blog when drunk. So should Barb.

I am drunk. Happy 5th birthday Zoe! supposedly that is 36 in cat years. She is the oldest person in our house. But Allie says she isn't a person. I say she lacks imagination. Zoe is indifferent, trying to catch a fly. Go Zoe go!

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