The Ides of March again so soon?
Wow…it’s again the Ides of March, that day of death to Caesar and celebrated by the Bard…and me. Every year on this day, I avoid computers…it’s the one day of the year that I don’t type on a keyboard, don’t read news on-line (as you read this, I’m probably finishing up the front section of The New York Times while enjoying a cappuchino at Central Market in downtown York listening to The Bob Edwards Show on my Tao XM2Go), don’t look at email, and…well, you get the idea. On the sixteenth life goes back to normal for another 364 days, but for this one day I’m a luddite.
So if you need me, you’ll need to come down to market and Take Five. Or wait until tomorrow, when I’m back to the grind.
March 14th, 2008 at 7:39 pm
[…] I’m spending another day away from the computers, my once-a-year “holiday.” Just in time, too…lately, I’ve been getting a lot of…unpleasant email, and truth is with everything that’s going on around here, I’m running out of tolerance for being blamed for things that are out of my control, or receiving demands that I volunteer even more of my time than I already do. Maybe not dealing with it at all for twenty-four hours will give me a little distance…although with my luck, I’ll just have twice as much horse-pucky to come back to the day after the Ides of March. […]