We were busy last night, too, but we got out on time. I came home and Karen had a headache again so she went to bed about 21:00. I followed her at 21:30 and slept 'til 02:30, when I got up and ate a sandwich and drank a diet coke. Then I went back to bed and slept 'til 05:30. So I'm caught up on my sleep and turned around right, I hope. Once again, I want to get a lot done this cycle off.

Cloning sheep... what a deal. I didn't know (along with the rest of the world) that they had scientists in Scotland.

My interest in cloning is more pertinent than the majority of the people who think about it. I want to clone myself so I can personally make all of the women in the world happy. Of course, somewhere along the line, I need a clone of myself without a brain (Now, don't be nasty!) so I can have my brain transplanted in said individual and live forever.

I don't really understand what the ethicists and the politicians are worried about... could it be, with cloning, that we might prove that there is no soul associated with humanity? Does that poor sheep have to share a soul with its' mother?

A lot of human animals out there are afraid of what we are. But a lot of us are just happy that we are what we are. I yam what I yam What line of work are the preachers and priests of the world really suited for? Philosophy teachers and politicians?

This subject has been a science fiction theme for years. We have before us a future that may become complete chaos or the utopia, depending on how well the scientists can get along with the politicians. That's about a one-in-a-hundred chance for the utopia, if you know anything about history...

I've finally got to spend some time catching up with the other journals. Open Pages web-ring is down again, but I've got my trusty back-up in place. I was also really sorry to miss out on the February Diary Collaboration dealing with racism; I just couldn't get enthusiastic about the subject. A lot of people could, though, so go read them!

It's time to start thinking about doing the March calendar and essay, too. What happened to the February essay, you ask? It never got done. Once again, a lack of enthusiasm. It'll get better, I promise. After all, fishing season is right around the corner. In fact, the Lake Fork Trip will start in just 21 days!

OK, it's time for some more pictures! The one on the left is me in 1958 at Longfellow Junior High School in Enid, Oklahoma. It was taken shortly before we moved to Topeka, Ks. I was in the eighth grade in a segregated school. I was about to receive the surprise of my life. I had experienced going to school with the Mexicans in Albuquerque, but going to school with the blacks in Topeka was going to be something entirely different.

And here I am in 1963, the subject of one of my classmates' photographs. Going to photography trade school, we wearied of the same subjects and often staged some great photos. Some of them brought down the ire of the teacher, some the ire of the police. We never got thrown in jail, though. But it was close sometimes. Most of those pictures were confiscated or lost, or I would have them up here. In fact, I do believe that I will search for some of them... maybe there is a box that I have overlooked somewhere.

I always liked this picture, it makes me look like a jaunty, happy-go-lucky kid, which I probably was. But I sure don't remember it that way! I also appear to have a ring on my finger, so it was taken after I got my class ring, which was one of my proudest possessions for quite a while. I never could figger out why, I didn't like school that much. Perhaps because it was the first piece of real jewelry that I ever owned.

And finally, a picture of Dan, Linda and me in 1953, posed in the bright sun at Government Springs Park in Enid. This picture was most likely taken by my dad with the old trusty Brownie 616. Linda looks about 2, so I was 4 and Dan was 8 years old. It was probably an early spring day, since Linda was still wearing a hat and coat. Dan and I are in long sleeves, but we had shed our coats, probably had worked up a sweat running all around the park....