Karin’s tender heart
I am James John
I have my helmet on
One more of Samuel’s imaginary people.
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Happy birthday to my grandpa. He is ninety-six. We went to his house for cake and ice cream.
Upon our return, a friendly kitten greeted us on our lawn. Then, while Karin & I were moving the children from the car to the house, I realized that the kitten, too, had ventured indoors.
Kudos to Jasper & Ziva for not attacking it.
Karin picked up the kitten and cradled it for a bit. I made her put it back outside.
The beastie was very calm with us. I think it’s used to people; it probably belongs to some neighbor. I suspect we’ll see it again. Karin left it some food.
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I may start keeping track of scholarly articles and monographs that acknowledge or are dedicated to me. The number is greater than you’d think. Quite a few mention audiences at Cornell University; I may not have said anything to the philosophers who gave those talks, but I was a member of those audiences.
Today I saw this especially pertinent dedication in Eric Olson’s book, The Human Animal: “To the unemployed philosophers.”
I have my helmet on
One more of Samuel’s imaginary people.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Happy birthday to my grandpa. He is ninety-six. We went to his house for cake and ice cream.
Upon our return, a friendly kitten greeted us on our lawn. Then, while Karin & I were moving the children from the car to the house, I realized that the kitten, too, had ventured indoors.
Kudos to Jasper & Ziva for not attacking it.
Karin picked up the kitten and cradled it for a bit. I made her put it back outside.
The beastie was very calm with us. I think it’s used to people; it probably belongs to some neighbor. I suspect we’ll see it again. Karin left it some food.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
I may start keeping track of scholarly articles and monographs that acknowledge or are dedicated to me. The number is greater than you’d think. Quite a few mention audiences at Cornell University; I may not have said anything to the philosophers who gave those talks, but I was a member of those audiences.
Today I saw this especially pertinent dedication in Eric Olson’s book, The Human Animal: “To the unemployed philosophers.”