tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post4677638730960115839..comments2024-03-27T03:19:11.216-04:00Comments on Assistant Village Idiot: Changing the Guard at Buckingham PalaceAssistant Village Idiothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01978011985085795099noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post-80018866364084781082021-02-01T16:41:45.664-05:002021-02-01T16:41:45.664-05:00your words inspired me. I told Alexa off tonight. ...your words inspired me. I told Alexa off tonight. Again and again. It seems I never turned it on. She still isn't listening but I got music over the blue tooth anyway.<br /><br />Speaking of blue, is that racist? Can we say that?HMS Defianthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post-13226372017599252102021-01-30T16:56:59.936-05:002021-01-30T16:56:59.936-05:00I had no idea she had covered that. I haven't...I had no idea she had covered that. I haven't heard that song since... my littlest sister was young.<br /><br />"Best memories". Maybe, maybe not. In some ways more of my life was fixed, and in some ways more was free. I had a fixed schedule for a good part of the day, but afterwards I had fewer commitments. I read more then--because I had time to--than pretty much any time since. Perhaps my life would have turned out better if I'd read less and done other things more... Very few things that happened in school have stuck in my memory--and the most memorable of those tend to be the goofs.jameshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01792036361407527304noreply@blogger.com