I have been enjoying going through the Wayback Machine one more time, combing more thoroughly some of Lex’s posts from all those years ago. I believe that I have come to know him, both in his thoughts and character, as he was typing on that Mac, usually before the dinner bell, most probably with a Martini (vodka martini: Ketel One, up, dry, twist – which is three adjectives, for those of you keeping score at home.) I have even come to consider him as a friend, although I don’t know what he would have to say about it.
One of those posts I recently reposted was something I faced years ago – when that movie came out. Something that Lex acknowledged at the same time as my facing it.
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