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8 October 1999

6:44 PM: Five more people quit today, including our ultimate design director, who has been with us in one way or another since... since we founded the Web, seems like. On the plus side, that means a lot of parties. On the minus side, one begins to feel really, really dumb to still be working here. I dunno. I'm lazy. As long as they pay me.

Listening to Cirkus, "The Young Person's Guide to King Crimson Live". Which is pretty much that, yes. Excellent compilation, from the double trio of the most recent incarnation, all the way back to "21st Century Schizoid Man", in a double CD set.

I also got Fragile, the new Nine Inch Nails CD, but honestly I've only listened to it twice, and it sounds like NIN. Other than that... eh. Takes more attention than I have available right now.

Here's something I never expected to see: an interesting Breakfast Table at Slate. Mick Farren is a SF writer of many, many short cheap and fun novels like The Last Stand of the DNA Cowboys , Necrom , and Phaid the Gambler. His latest book is something about Jim Morrison so I guess that qualifies as 'real' fiction or something. How Microsoft/Slate ever found him, got me. But he certainly brings a different perspective to their pinhead universe. Worth looking at.

Much all else the same as ever. People and me, we're like this:
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Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.

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