and for enjoyment, I read Stubborn Chronicle Staff Writer Is an Ignoramus, wherein John Gruber of Daring Fireball takes a very sharp and entertaining logical knife to an SF Chronicle article on the Apple.
My personal favorite: “Are there fact-checkers at The Chronicle? … Can you just make up any crazy bullshit you want and get it quoted as fact in The San Francisco Chronicle?“
When you’re too weary to write, you quote:
“When trouble arises and things look bad, there is always one individual who perceives a solution and is willing to take command. Very often, that individual is crazy.” ~ Dave Barry
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“Nothing is so contagious as an example. We never do great good or great evil without bringing more of the same on the part of others” ~ Francois De La Rochefoucauld
A ferosciously rainy day it was, and that’s no exaggeration. Heavy winds, heav rains. Friday saw hail pouring and bouncing down on my back porch; Saturday was a break in the storm clouds. Today, back into deluge.
Giving me good opportunity to stay indoors – well, to move from indoors to indoors, as it were – and work on my GTD. This weekend was actually the end (start) to a couple weeks of what seemed like intensive clawing back onto the top of my out-of-control in-baskets at work and home. No surprise that I am a lazy, lazy man, and can usually find anything to work on other than the item which I should be working on. Thanks in no small part to David Allen, I’m at least superficially aware that I’m not alone in this.
After trudging into the office and spending some up-close time with my physical mailbox – which is a simple, oversized wire bin (I dumped the two level, fancy-ass in-basket some time ago, as it really only gave me two places to dump stuff that I then obsessed over … while simultaneously not doing anything about) – I am happy to report (crow) that the damn thing is empty. Along with my email inbox.
None of which changes the fact that I have an action list (GTD’s equivalent of a to-do list) practically a mile long.
But, I can see what I need to do. As opposed to sorting through a quagmire of read and unread email chaff. Or looking at an over-stuffed in-basket from the corner of my eye and wondering where I’m going to find the time to empty it.
Done.
Now comes the unending maintenance work. 
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