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2007.10.14 Almost there...


For what it's worth, I parse the phrasing "... is there a reason ... ?" as having several possible valid answers. One of the answers is "No, there is not a reason." The rest of the answers involve "Yes, and it is ___ ." But then, I am a literalist bastard, and was raised by one. This doesn't make me insensitive to nuance, but it does make me myself.


Barking Phone Goon appears to be no longer with the company. Wish I could have known which wall I'd have wanted to be a fly upon.


Things are pulled, except for a few people who have troubles in here. I'll see what I can get done with them.

Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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