On a hike this morning I was thinking about how the blogosphere is always at work, using Roger’s place here as an example, how people drift on- and off-line, but the “hive mind” that Catherine talks about is always buzzing.

Like this morning, when I started to wonder about bunny slippers, went off to do something for a while and when I came back, lo, my desires had been fulfilled.

More seriously, it strikes me as truly remarkable, darn near miraculous, how Buddy Larsen’s son appeared as if from nowhere to put to rest another claim of the Ra^[th]ergate (Mathematica-like notation borrowed from Charlie(Colorado)) partisans.

Jamie Irons