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The one time in years I deliberately point people to my blog for ONE PURPOSE, I discovered that WordPress hid the thing I wanted them to see. Neat.
I noticed something about the way I read books, yesterday. When I start a book, it's like I'm sitting in an empty space, completely surrounded by the fog of war. Over some number of pages, that fog is pushed back and the world in the book begins to populate the formerly-empty space. Eventually, that space is on the other side of a portal that I step through as effortlessly as I open the cover of the book. I guess I've been doing this my whole life, but I didn't actually notice and note it until yesterday.
Originally written in 2021, The Ghosts of Christmas Past is a tapestry woven from painful and joyful memories that all decided to surround me that December. I've added to it once, in 2023, and I added to it again this year.
I grew up in the San Fernando Valley, in the 70s and 80s. I remember when this kid -- who nobody thought could even make the final, much less win -- in the All Valley Karate Championship.
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I loved my Spirograph set as a child for its artistic capabilities. My father, an atomic engineer, who had an enormous knack for math, tried to explain the science behind it. At the time, I was eight years old, and simply wanted to draw really awesome images on things.
You can shitpost with Simpsons every single day and I’m here for it.
Well done, sir
I still have a Spirograph – the cat loves watching it go round and round. 🙂
Merry Christmas Wil. And may the next year be a better one for you!
As an only child I really appreciated the gift of Spirograph.
My parents wouldn’t get me a Spirograph. They said I’d get bored quickly and, besides, there was nothing creative about sticking your pencil in a hole and following it around. I never forgave them 😉
I bought a pretty-complete Spirograph for my kid at a garage sale a few years ago… I’ll make them use it this week. To prevent low level shitposting.