All generous minds have a horror of what are commonly called ''facts.'' They are the brute beasts of the intellectual domain. Who does not know fellows that always have an ill-conditioned fact or two that they lead after them into decent company like so many bull-dogs, ready to let them slip at every ingenious suggestion, or convenient generalization, or pleasant fancy? I allow no ''facts'' at this table.
We dug ourselves an early hole and we never able to get into our game plan. We made some adjustments, but they were a little too late. We played a good team that shot the ball really well and that may be tough to swallow for the kids, but that's what happened.
We dug a hole we couldn't get out of. White Knoll made some big shots in the first half, and we couldn't stop them. Every time we got close, it seemed like White made a big shot to increase the lead back to double digits.
It looks like they are going to ask developers to have to rewrite applications to use some of the features of the new system. If I'm a developer with a limited budget and am told I'm going to have to make major changes, or even minor changes, to my applications to keep up with Apple's operating system, I'm probably going to write for Windows and not for Mac.
When I need the idea, I can find it immediately. I have a horror of rewriting or deleting; the parts of my composition are carried in my head 'till I can write them down, even to the last note. Then I do not alter a jot.
To see the horrific images of the dead lying in the street unattended, bodies floating aimlessly face down in the water and Americans with no choice but to relieve themselves on the field of the Superdome - it boggles the mind that such depraved conditions descended on one of America's great cities,