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TGR, Gutenberg, Rubric

March 2015



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TGR, Gutenberg, Rubric


I see my tweets are no longer posting to my LJ account, which means they aren't being transferred to my Facebook notes either, which means that everyone thinks I dropped off the face of the earth after the dog died. Well, I've got to admit that I still hear him clicking down the hall, and hear his tags jingling, and feel him next to me when I'm sitting in the outside swing. But I haven't gone to join him yet. I'll live with his ghost a while longer.

So, in the news: Big things are happening.

We've started a new business and hope to be making some money at it before my unemployment runs out. Nonetheless, I'm still hunting for a job--not quite desperately. For hire: One writer/editor/publisher with years of experience in everything from laying out pages to patenting new layout technologies. Okay. That plug is in, LMK if you know of anything. Have talent, will travel.

We're opening a new Web site for publishing memoirs. I'm currently looking for beta testers. You can get a feel for what we are doing at http://rememberswhen.com. But don't stop there. If you have memoirs, or want to preserve family history, grandma's recipes, or the journal of a Civil War soldier, let me know. I'd like to get some people to actually try this thing and will be testing from August 1-October 31. Limited number of slots. Free hosting and setup. Memoirs and family history-related material only.

And then I've started a new blog about hair. (Yeah, that's the title of this post.) The wife got me to try a new scalp and hair treatment that stops just short of declaring itself a cure for baldness and I'm documenting the experience from before the treatments started through the whole eight or twelve or whatever weeks it takes. (I never look at the instructions more than one treatment in advance.) But I'm using the opportunity to just blog about hair, and my experience with it, loss of it, response to it, and attitude toward it. Here's a sample:

I am a child of the 60s, pure and simple. If you grew up in that era, you know there is no better music, no more conscientious peace movement, and no more love of hair than in the 60s. This was the dawning of the Age of Aquarius, "Oh! Calcutta!" The Beattles, Sonny and Cher (BTW, which was which?), and "Hair."

I'd love to have you stop by and comment on the new blog. Partly because I'm still working on getting it to function properly as this is the first blog that I've hosted myself on my own servers. (That should give you a clue about how deep the whole new business thing is going.)

Now that I know the tweet thing isn't working, I'll get back here and post more often!