Blog by Sumana Harihareswara, Changeset founder
If you reload Leonard's exposition page enough, you'll see a…
Hi, reader. I wrote this in 2002 and it's now more than five years old. So it may be very out of date; the world, and I, have changed a lot since I wrote it! I'm keeping this up for historical archive purposes, but the me of today may 100% disagree with what I said then. I rarely edit posts after publishing them, but if I do, I usually leave a note in italics to mark the edit and the reason. If this post is particularly offensive or breaches someone's privacy, please contact me.
If you reload Leonard's exposition page enough, you'll see a range of photos of my dear friend, and one of them has him laying atop my old futon, on a blanket, in my old apartment, holding my two stuffed animals, Miss Ouri and Pinkerdy, one in each arm. Now I've moved, and the futon is at my sister's place, and I sent the blanket along with it, and Miss Ouri doesn't live with me anymore. That picture was taken from a perspective that no longer exists, of a scene that will never exist again, like Pompeii before the blast.
