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A Fucking Ridiculous Electronic Device, FRED, has given me back my Fingerspitzengefühl, in this Room Of My Own. That is to say: it (not HE!) exists politely in my life…
A Fucking Ridiculous Electronic Device, FRED, has given me back my Fingerspitzengefühl, in this Room Of My Own. That is to say: it (not HE!) exists politely in my life…
An Introduction to What Forensic IT Can Establish About Social Media Stalkers It’s wonderful to be on the blogs again. Those friends who have blogged with me since the birth…
from my Substack archive: Cindy Phillips, Looking ahead, ten years after, 24 July 2025 One way I’ve come to understand my own condition is to write something and spend a…
from my Substack archives: Cindy Phillips, Jul 11, 2025 The Bar Room and the Lecture Hall “It is always nice to see you,” Thanks for reading! Subscribe for free to…
from my Substack archives: Cindy Phillips, A skip through 10 July in history, 10 July 2025 I’m not playing the Rolling Stones today, but I might have a little dance…
from my Substack archives: 4 July 2025 / Topics in this post, for reader discretion: Poultry Porn, things that lead to a lede, and drunk texting in a Town and…
from my Substack archives: Cindy Phillips, 2 July 2025 Hyannis Port, Mass., July 2 (UPI) – President Kennedy mourned tonight the death of Ernest Hemingway, whom he called one of…
from my Substack archives: 1 July 2025 It’s a nice day for music birthdays. There’s Jeff Wayne, turning 82 today, the guy who gave us the prophetic Jeff Wayne’s Musical…
from my Substack archives: Perfect album for today, how come I know Marla Maples, and holding on for 80 000 rabbits. Cindy Phillips, June 30, 2025 The noise of post-Glastonbury…
From my Substack archives: Segue Segue, SaturdayCindy Phillips, Jun 28, 2025 I love a slooooow segue; the learning is the aphrodisiac, and I type my own em dashes – because…