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Welcome to the Home Brewery!  Although I love beer, this is not a reference to its production, except insofar as my last name may once have indicated my ancestors' traditional trade.  Who knows?

Some rules:  First, be nice.  You know what I mean.   Second, if you want an account, send me a request with your full name, your Email address and your reason for wanting one.  I've given up on self-registration -- it was robots all the way down.

Everything here is "copylefted" -- you can take it and use it any way you like except that whatever you use it in must be similarly copylefted and attributed to its original author.

Enjoy!

Heisenberg1 Jess H. Brewer Heisenberg2

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      1. Yes I do have a problem.
        Me and computers , computers and I ...it's a miracle I haven't thrown one out the window yet..
        Which brings me to the problem ...
        Is there a link you could provide elsewhere ? If I want to read more I'm having to go back to your comment on Quora. I've tried to copy it but ..... Well, there's an open window to my right ....;)
        Trying to google it gave me no results.
        Thanks in advance
        M

        1. I didn't see any reply from me, so in case I forgot, here's what to do: just go to http://jick.net/wordpress/ and you should see a smorgasbord of little hors d'oerve (or however it's spelled) plus a very more substantial appetizers.

          In general, with URLs that are more specific than desired, you can just start deleting the characters at the end until you get back to a "/", and if that doesn't work, delete back to the next "/", and so on. Sometimes the site (not this one) will deny access to some intermediate levels for security reasons, but the base URL (just up to the first single "/") will almost always yield something, though not necessarily what you're looking for. Paranoid webmasters will put the home page down an entirely different tree from the pages it sends you to. That I find unnecessary and annoying.

          1. Are you & Hannah communicating through dyslexicode? Seriously! If it's a code, I want to know the secret!

  1. It's carleen the cleaning lady can't figure out how find your sci find story. While i am here , l will leave one of my poems. No need to answer me...i will see you guys soon and i hate communicating on the net.
    poem :

    Yeah I see you in the silence of the night
    but what business has darkness with light
    you buy and sell bodies and souls of men...
    ah, I see I've drank your maddening wine again
    you never cease to amaze me - you've come so far
    oh Mystery! Mystery! ...but I know who you really are

    You extol the righteous as extremist by nature...
    while you, yourself, bow down to the creature
    you lounge in your bed of apostolic debauchery
    and you claim as your securities your....arrogant sorrceries
    you've polluted your takers with delicate lies...
    now who do you expect will hear your eternal cries?

    Certainly not the God of Isaac, Jacob,Abraham and Moses
    as the sword of the spirit in white lightning exposes -
    Your cup Wil be mixed with your own double portion
    and the blood of the matryes, saints and prophets
    will flow from your own demonically infested sockets

    Carleen Ellis

    1. Ah, a poem to Harper! 😉

      It sure has fire, but when I see rhyme and near-rhyme, I instinctively look for meter as well; perhaps this is a hangover from an overly classical education. Certainly modern pop music has taught us that meter can be more varied and interesting than dactylic hexameter or iambic pentameter, but I can't find a consistent pattern here. Free verse is often (usually?) liberated from the constraints of meter, but while it often includes internal rhymes, it rarely (never?) employs regular end-rhymes. (Except maybe Ogden Nash. 🙂 Is there any good reason for this (my) reaction of "Make up your mind! Rules or no rules?"? I don't know. I'll have to give this some thought.

      1. Hello Jess,

        I am yet another Quoran who has washed up upon the shoals of your WordPress blog. I could probably help with some of the webmistress duties which seem to get overlooked around here, but I suspect that you would have addressed that if it mattered to you. It doesn't make much of a difference, as the webpage still loads. (I am referring to some of your reader's requests for email notification of new posts, lack of an RSS feed, lack of a visitor counter; none is essential to core functionality, yet... nice to have. I am statistician and quasi-banker, not a web developer, so I'm no expert either).

        Question time! In response to the rather grim poem written by "carleen the cleaning lady" (her words, not mine) about the devil, or Harper, or both, you replied,

        "perhaps this is a hangover from an overly classical education"

        You said that because you found it slightly peculiar that Carleen's poem used rhyme without meter. What I want to know, however, is further detail about your overly classical education, if you wouldn't mind divulging details. Are you referring to grammar school and middle school? Are you referring to post-secondary school, as an undergraduate? I am curious! In what way was it classical, or overly classical by present or past standards?

        Feel free to respond here or anywhere else that is convenient for you. I am easy to find online! If you aren't inclined to respond at all, I will understand, and hope that my inquiry has not caused offense.

        1. Hi Ellie, welcome to the Brewery. Any suggestions about the installation are welcome. I put some effort into it at the beginning -- in particular trying to get the hit-counter working -- but got frustrated when it had to be reinstalled after every WP update. Then I tried Google Analytics but didn't get very far up the learning curve before I just gave up and make this a simple fileserver website. Well, almost -- apparently the Comments handler still works. I've considered starting over with a fresh "latest version" of WP, but I fear getting my work jammed up between different MySQL database versions. Why can't people just leave well enough alone? (Right now I'm furious with the punks who decided FORTRAN 77 "encouraged bad programming practice" and with Red Hat Enterprise Linux for abandoning their ideal of a long-term stable distro.)

          Anyway... at a conference in (IIRC) 1978 a colleague from the Royal Society declared me to be "British educated"; I protested that I had never even been to the UK until the year before, and he countered with the observation that I went to an all-boys prep school (Cranbrook School in Bloomfield Hills, MI) and a men's college (Trinity in Hartford, CT) -- both now long since coed, of course -- and I had to admit I was pretty much British educated. How did this happen? The turning point is described in my essay, "The Gift of Failure" on this site.

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