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You've found the blog of Jere Matlock, a web designer and writer. This journal is mostly about writing, web design and getting sites to the top of the search engines (SEO is my business). It is also full of opinions and observations about pretty much everything. If these things are not of interest to you, feel free to go now. Go on, shoo!

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By the way, if you feel like taking offense at something posted on this site, go right ahead, it won't bother me a bit. Kingsley Amis has a nice quote about that, in which I take solace and some pride when the flames arrive:

"If you can't annoy somebody, there's little point in writing."

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JMBlog Archive for August, 2009

Just saw a star blow up

Saturday, August 22nd, 2009

Wow – was sitting in the hot tub about 5 minutes ago in the dark, and saw a star explode almost directly overhead. One second the star was there, then it flashed very bright and was gone. No trail, no traces left, and it was definitely not a meteor.

How weird is that!

Time was approximately 11:34 PM PST.

My gal was with me and saw it too – it was bright enough she saw it without her glasses — and that’s saying something.

Heroin Addict’s Parent: “Our son was a monster…”

Monday, August 17th, 2009

I received this from my friends over at the Narconon Drug Rehab Center:

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“Our son became a heroin addict about 3 years ago. It broke our hearts to see what was once a beautiful, intelligent caring young man turn into a demon. He lied, stole, and had no regard for life. At one point I looked at him and saw the grim reaper. He was pale, skinny, dark circles under his eyes. He was very moody, angry, and mean, had no accountability and could care less who he hurt or what he did.

“The drug had stolen my …

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