Hello again, micro.blog! It’s me, Mitch Wagner, getting a fresh start on a new blog.

If you follow me on atomicrobotlive you can keep right on doing that, or you can just follow me here. I’ll explain what I’m doing later. I’m still figuring it out myself.

27 years in California and sometimes I’m still amazed by palm trees. 📷

Would you like to see a one-minute video of Minnie running around the backyard and digging? Of course you would. 📷

My home office needs a name. I am choosing between:

  • The Room Where It Happens
  • The Cockpit
  • The Boom Boom Room
  • The Dangerous Exotic Bamboo Tiki Lounge and Bowling Alley

Robert A. Heinlein’s Red Planet was the gateway drug to books for me. My 3rd grade teacher, Miss Kaufman had a little area of bookshelves in the corner of her classroom. I read Red Planet and a biography of Helen Keller and was hooked.

I told that story on Facebook a few years ago and in 2018 I heard from Miss Kaufman. She said she remembered me well. Holy crap. Mind-blowing for me. I imagine it was for her too – she remembered an 8-year-old boy and now she was messaging with a 57-year-old man, who was typing to her from a hotel room in Florida. But I expect she’s used to that by now.

I think my Heinlein addiction finally subsided, within the last three years or so. The supply is exhausted – he’s not writing any more – and I’ve reread everything a million times. I still do love history though.

There was a new Heinlein published in the last year or two – a previously lost manuscript – “Pursuit of the Pankera.” Supposedly pretty good, but I’m just not highly motivated to read it. It’s an alternate version of “Number of the Beast,” one of my least favorite of his novels.

This house has a dinosaur in the yard. The dinosaur wears a nametag. His name is Burt. 📷