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                               *      *      *                  ryczały nocą tramwaje                  pędziły przeciwnym torem                  a mnie nieprzespane noce                  waliły w głowę młotem                                               włodzimierz holsztyński                                                               1962 =======================================                ...

A tiny decision, perhaps not consequential.

 Once again, I am overwhelmed by the astronomic number of my possible project proposals, some HIGE, some regular. I wish I would advance at least one. Fat luck. These days I have not enough of stamina, energy or even enthusiasm. Seemingly I have a lot of free time. However, there is still a lot of trivial chores-nuances, and I am slooooow. But at this hour I've decided to copy here on the Blogger my Polish poems starting from the old ones. I tried to collect my poems several times but... but-but-but. I'll attempt it one more time, perhaps in the chronological order since found a small bunch of my oldies but I am not going to be fanatically consistent, this time let me just collect some, that's all. --- Indeed, I copied 12 of my oldies. Then went to bed. Now it's 2025-09-23, h. 10:30 A.M -- a new day. I am not any early riser, not at all, but my iPhone alarm clock wakes me up in the morning twice, it prompts me to take some medicines. Occasionally, quite often, I procras...

IX Olimpiada -- zdjęcia z broszury

Jest 2025-09-22, h. 23:50 (czasu w Ann Arbor). Dziwne. Otworzyłem ten wlog jakiś czas temu , ale poprzestałem na samym tytule, poza tym ZERO. W tytule jest mowa o zdjęciach. Teraz zaglądam do wspomnianej w tytule broszury, ale nie widzę w niej żadnych zdjęć. Ot, zagadka .

Charlie Kirk (RIP)

Yesterday, on 2025-09-10, the ugly part of the human race has murdered a wonderful young man, Charlie Kirk (RIP).

Many more than seven (0)

 A cat has seven lives but I've started way more than seven wlogs in the past (where " wlog " stands for " wlod's log "). The year, 2025, is already old but I am not old, and not ancient, I am archeological. It is September 09, h.00:09 (A.M. of course ☺) , while I have started exactly at midnight (I am just a slow typist). Yesterday was a chess day -- Frank, Walt and I showed at h.14:00 (well, I was a couple minutes late). Frank preferred just watching, the game was fun, never mind that I lost. For the past several weeks we play on the 8th floor (the top floor) at Lurie Terrace. Earlier, it was virtually only Walt and I who played on most of the Tuesdays and Thursday. Then Walt got the idea of claiming a chess club at Lurie Terrace. Actually, Walt only visits while Frank and I Lurie terrace residents. There were some weeks when I plpayed chess on chess.com. ut recently I do very little of this. My rapid rating on chess.com went below 1600 but at least I wo...