whiling away the evening at the ALF in Reading, PA where I am pulling together the pieces of my life at age 62. I had two traumatic New Year's Eves in my life that came together in my mind last night in the ER of the nearby hospital. I have this weird infection on my wrist. They … Continue reading about nothing →

I say that my mother is a queen. Actually, she was desperate to be educated and employed like her friends. Finally she picked up a job at a real estate concern for a few years as an administrative assistant. She was a typist of course, as she was when she met my father, and as her … Continue reading secretary by birthright →

About the computer program that destroyed literature! The Harvard Advocate was dying when they made me President. I caught the blame. I had just relinquished my program-that-wrote-essays-on-poetry to the hi-tech powers that be, in other words, the section leader who encouraged me. I realize now that the correct way to talk about this in hi-tech is that … Continue reading other business →

i had to drop it about the lawsuit to save my life. Now I have to pick it up again to save my soul. 850 million. i am not to settle. This is a God-given cause. It is about Alex and Dr. Simpson, a Canuck. i was so exhausted at the time that I didn't even see her. i … Continue reading abt Hopkins →

I am relinquishing my complaints against the powers and principalities and my lawsuits in the MH world. I tried two major medical malpractice lawyers and was declined. I feel that I have satisfied God's call in leveling these charges. He is not calling me to further risk my life in this regard. Merry Christmas! Make a one-time donationYour … Continue reading A Happy Christmas Eve →

The Lord has promised to bring me back twice over. Once like Lazarus ftom the tomb; another time like Job from terrible loss and suffering. So, little Cocoa, the fancy brown mouse, from the pet store next to the Berean Bible shop, was a hero to our family in Florida. From her I learned the value … Continue reading A Superior Mouse →

...that wrote essays on input poetry and opened the door on language AI. Similar to the buried collector, my father's invention, and his further work on the IC that "shrunk" the IC, paving the way for the PC, the information highway and, ultimately, the cell phone! After all, he was working for AT&T Bell Telephone Laboratories … Continue reading About my computer program… →

I make no comparison to myself and the white feeding mouse, either in a racial way or in any other way. That was about going to a pet store and seeing a little white mouse--obviously bred for the purpose--waiting in the cage motionless to be eaten by a boa. I was so horrified and it … Continue reading white feeding mouse →