Wednesday, January 31, 2001

When the hounds of spring are on winter’s traces,
  The mother of months in meadow or plain
Fills the shadows and windy places
  With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain
— Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837–1909), from “Chorus from ‘Atalanta’ “

Man, this is insane. I just installed a hit counter thingie that I wrote on stun-software.com, only to find out that Informant has been downloaded an average of three times a day for the past several weeks; more than that earlier in the past. The program hasn’t been updated in months! And it’s still a buggy pre-release!

I found a French site that has a bunch of Yoshitoshi ABe artwork. In particular, I really liked this piece with Alice and Lain, this rather pleasant shot of Lain, and this really weird shot of a young Lain (maybe 8 or 10 years old) awake in bed.

Lessee, what’s been happening in my life. I attended the final “Discovery” class at The Falls Church tonight, which went well. One of the speakers kinda over-emphasized the whole “get involved working with ministries as soon as possible” side of the church, which sadly rubs my family the wrong way at the moment. Other than that, though, we have no complaints. Looks like a very healthy, safe place to worship.