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Sleep Well, My Love

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Sleep well, my love. Sleep long into tomorrow.
May dreaming fill the changes in your night.

Maggie Weaver, Sleep Well, My Love

SuziQ left directly from our family’s late Christmas gathering last night to do an overnighter at the sleep clinic, on the advice of a doctor who suspects she suffers from sleep apnea. Sleep well, my love.

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5 January 2015 at 12:39 am

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All Plugs Save One

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Starting today, I am making an unplugged period a regular part of my daily routine.

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27 July 2014 at 12:08 pm

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As Close To Pulling the Plug As I Might Get

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So, I guess it’s the usual bit about anything in life, about having a choice. In this case, either I go back to sporting a moustache and beard, or else this morning saw about as close as I might get to going completely unplugged. At least, until I’m off the blood thinners. Since I take it from the scolding I got, that I was supposed to know that a normal razor blade is off limits to my skin for now. So rev up the electric shaver, and let that be as close as I get for now to going a stretch unplugged.

The main part of this stretch meaning that from late last night until after lunch today, I remained completely offline. Neither of the laptops turned on even for weekend virus check routines, no iPod use, nothing on the iPhone. Relaxing, it felt to be away for that brief period. Enough to consider making that stretch a hebdomadal habit.

And who knows – maybe if I anticipate it enough to shave before I go to sleep Saturday night, I might actually come that much closer to going completely unplugged come Sunday morning. Which, when it comes to pulling the plug, is maybe about as close as they’re going to allow me to get, I suspect.

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1 April 2012 at 6:21 pm

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Partly Unplugged

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About 15 minutes shy of 12 hours. That’s how long we went without power at our house on account of Ike. Barely enough time for the storm to even move over us: winds were already gale force when our power finally went out the final time, after flicking off then back on over a dozen times as the storm approached; and leftover wind was still brisk when our power returned. Our neighborhood must have won the power lottery: almost nobody in Houston and surrounding areas can boast of having power back before 12:53pm on the same day Ike hit; and too many will be forced to wait a week or much longer before they again have electricity.

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13 September 2008 at 12:53 pm

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unspeakable

belch. forgotten routines fill in while each word gets itself prepared for burial. yes ma’am. no ma’am. taken in what it was wearing at the time, traded in on a line with composure and attitude, just like the instructions say to do, damaged using it for what it was not intended to do, stuck in reverse, sent out to register for deals no longer in stock, private interpretation trapped in its marriage of convenience with a childhood acquaintance fortunate enough to still be on the scene, fanciful postures binging on the attention of casual bystanders, naked pretensions masked and edged and stapled and numbered and stacked, outlaw sales pitch ditch flooded all the way out to the border drawn in pencil, innocent assaults on minor hero shrines, outgunned by frustrated dream agents, vague diagrams scribbled in the margins of a borrowed text, innocuous, over-medicated, insensitive to the ways of normal expression, positioned for an artificial immortality. lockjaw. dead silence, the one survivor left to tell the truth

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30 June 2008 at 3:03 am

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Briefly Unplugged

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I joined Susan and Nat for dinner at Papagayo’s tonight “unplugged.” None of my ubiquitous devices. No cell phone. No camera. No Zen Vision:M. Nothing but a pen and small notebook.

It was a small thing, I know, not to be made very much of beyond the hopeful origin of a more permanent habit.

Nat observed that it wouldn’t work as well until I could manage to turn my brain off as well. True, so true, that device is hardwired for nonstop overclocking, with or without peripheral devices attached. Must consider giving it some of the treatment they had to give HAL. Nat recommends doing something childlike, to step outside of the routine my head sets for me. What might she suggest? “Disneyland,” says she. That won’t work, I respond: I’ve been to Disneyland and had to be more adult than any other time, just to keep tabs on the kids. Having been one of those kids I worried over when we were there, she replies with a mildly uncharacteristic frown. But I’ve an idea to try out when we get back to the house, something I haven’t done for over 40 years:

bumper sticker [www.internetbumperstickers.com] - unplugged

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20 April 2008 at 8:01 pm

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