Two posts from basil.CA’s eighth year:

20 Jan. 09: You don’t have to be trusting, or have a warm heart, to be kind.  I am colder, and farther away from you, than Neptune.

27 Dec. 09: Twenty-seven years ago today I was a groom. Shortly thereafter I understood that I could predict the future no better than I could read the past, and that my intelligence was narrow and intermittent. Eventually I stopped thinking of myself as a “smart guy.” My chief value and purpose became work. I work very hard and I work every day, to see what luck might dawn.

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Thus ends our little review.

Tempi cambi.