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the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-eight years and a million words

Toronto, 2005.04.02

Well, Spring was nice. The grass ain't riz, but the snow is piling up nicely. Grumble, grumble.

I've found a forum where I've started poking around asking questions about cars. When I explained that I am 195cm/6'5" tall and take size 16 shoes, the netizens immediately labelled my Sasquatch. They're suggesting vehicles like the Honda Element, which is one odd looking duck (but one that I recently sat in at the auto show, and think is a good fit, physically anyway).

rand()m quote

It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by the dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions and spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who, at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly; so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat.

—Theodore Roosevelt, Jr.