I just got back from Glenn's, one of the five places left in my orbit. He's rediscovering a lot of ideas all at once, what I called "epiphanizing", most of them having to do with the Platonic Five projected is if from without, to map the Earth's surface, or mapped to the heavens, to see through and get coordinated with.
I'm being studious. Some random Quora answer, not mine, persuaded me to dive into FastAPI, a newer Python framework on top of dependencies I'd never heard of. So far so good. Which isn't far.
People kindly send us cards. I've been thinking a card any time of year is better than no card at all. That could get me sending cards again, any time, to anyone.
Speaking of which, our partial reunion (good turnout) of Two Dickinson Street early denizens, the 1979-80 interlude, and others who knew Tom, was galvanizing. I'd already accepted Swarthmore's invitation but couldn't shake my curiosity, and indeed Princeton proved a deep well. One could say I'm still at the bottom, but that sounds too unfortunate.
I won't reiterate everything I've been saying on Youtube, or on Medium, here on Blogger. Much to mull over. Is this really the dawning of an Aquarian Age? The most recent great conjunction has gotten a lot of people thinking in terms of astrological patterns. When it comes to judging the mood of our times, and its potential, we need watchful analysts. What it says on your business card, will vary.
Carol allows herself turkey ham (a turkey thing) but rarely, and Christmas qualifies. We also have the usual supplies. Our area is not in any kind of complete lockdown, but we do have our protocols. Today I avoided any shopping.
