Under a reaching-down maple, an ant on my laptop scurries. Grass is between my toes and wind is in my hair. This is the way to use the ‘net.
This is the tumblelog of Apollo Lemmon, who blogs at Frozen Truth. His twittering pops up here.
"I'm night-covered and my heart burns as the sun. I'm transparent to the only open Source. Stars form the pixels of my display."
Under a reaching-down maple, an ant on my laptop scurries. Grass is between my toes and wind is in my hair. This is the way to use the ‘net.