I’m not a pinball wizard, nor am I a computer whiz. Why the h? Isn’t whiz short for wizard, or does it describe the sound of something moving very quickly, past your head, over your head into nothingness, into ignorance, or into infinte wisdom?; whizdom. I wish again that I had taken Latin, so I could get to the bottom of these roots, so that I could watch The Davinci Code with knowing sighs, “Ah…Ofcourse,” I would utter, as Amelie and Tom Hanks fostered another step down the path to ultimate religious-masonic enlightenment. I haven’t seen the Davinci code, I studied the French language for many years, and when in France can speak it urgently, at great volume, with rather Itallian hand gestures. It takes me 5 minutes to alert a hostess that “I’d like a reservation for three, outside in half an hour. I see there’s a table out there that’s free…we could sit down now to wait for our missing dinner mate, if that would make things easier. Do you have a vegetarian menu?” My mind clogs up, but I can still get it done in French. However I don’t know how to put a link on this site for Jon Ruf’s blog. I’d like to help my good friend Jon by sending him some traffic, go look at his video’s and drunken poetry at www.jonruf.wordpress.com. He’d appreciate it. the link you see to the left of this paragraph is to his Dreaded Myspace page, also worth a look. The two are strangely similar in content but he’s promised to bolster his blog with new stuff.
