Lord …
... save me from humorless literalists. Esp. when they’re telemarketers.
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A face-to-face relating of the anecdote would be better than revealing it in all it’s profane glory here. Next time I swing up to Boulder ...
Posted by Garret P Vreeland on 09/18/11 at 08:06 PM
Sorry, you must be mistaking me for someone else. The second “s” in my name somehow got truncated when I hit post. I’ve never met you, though we did communicate on Facebook not to long ago about a possible common relative.
Posted by Curtiss on 09/18/11 at 09:15 PM
Ah, wrong Curtis. Sorry.
Posted by Garret P Vreeland on 09/19/11 at 12:23 AM
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Okay, I’ve been looking at this one for two days now, and each time, I wonder just what the story is behind it.