May 29, 2011

Viagra Professonal

Dear Mike,

Not much activity here lately, but I still remember, still miss buy generic viagra you. I'm sorry I wasn't as good a friend as you needed. As you deserved. So I continue to do the things I need to do, in order to be the kind of person you would have thought well of.

I've been a lot more fortunate, a lot more lucky, than I feel I deserve. But I try to appreciate that, and to be grateful for each day.

I wish you were here, but I guess you're in a much better place. I hope that generic viagra somday we'll meet again.


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February 09, 2006

Missing You


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July 08, 2005

Song in Memory

We were regular readers of Mike’s page, and order generic viagra felt like we knew him well. We got to know him b/c he was a fan of our band, The Boondogs. The week he died, I had just emailed him promising to send an advance copy of our new album. We started recording a few days after he died. Anyway, we wrote a song in memory, and we’d love to generic viagra online share it via Mike Wolf Remembered.


Jason and Indy

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June 04, 2005

Mirror site

Those who are interested can find a backup of Mike's page at; the main blog is here.

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May 11, 2005

An Invitation

If anyone is interested in becoming buy generic viagra an author on this page, I will be happy to set up a login for you. This way you can post your own entries if you have anything you'd like to write in remembering Mike. Let me know in the comments or send me a message at

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March 25, 2005

Alison the Devil Cat

No, she's not really evil.
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One of Steph's sisters took a picture of Alison with generic viagra mastercard her cameraphone. Pretty dramatic! And no, she isn't really evil. Steph can totally vouch for her.

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March 09, 2005

Deano points us to a musical tribute to Mike.

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March 01, 2005

Mike & Elvis


Photo taken by Susan, with Mike's camera, at the Tabernacle in Atlanta. Mark, another generic viagra friend, found the photo at The Elvis Costello Home Page.

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Not-So-Random Thoughts

Just over two weeks ago, Cipherdom lost one of the best friends it'll ever have. Mike Wolf, proprietor of the randomness personified blog, died suddenly on February 9 at age 35. I've seldom been at such a loss for words. Fortunately, his many other friends have left eloquent tributes that now number more than 100. People keep returning to his blog as if in hopes of finding one more post by its owner . . .

. . . As was already obvious to readers of the old Cipherdom, I haven't had the urge to write much since November 2. Or not to write here, at least. If my blogging days weren't over before, it sure buy generic viagra felt that way upon our losing Mike. I couldn't bring myself to write about him, apart from a short message of condolence. Death is too big to deal with in a meager blog entry, which is better suited to the short, pithy generic viagra posts of which Mike himself was a master. He had an ease about him and a knack for making you smile or laugh out loud at some outrageous URL he'd stumbled across, but he was just as good at writing serious stuff.

Mike's sort of casual brilliance doesn't come naturally to me, to put it mildly; I'm more methodical and never mastered the art of chatting, whether networked or in-person. Also, I've always been ambivalent about on-line life, and especially about blogging. The narcissism, the illusion of intimacy (and, paradoxically, of anonymity), the nagging triviality of most Internet activities -- all this reminds me of the quote by Elvis Costello, who early on pegged the 'net as "a boomtown for obsessives." Well, yes, though it takes one to know one, doesn't it?

Mike and I became acquainted on an Elvis Costello email list that began about 1990. I was among the initial half-dozen subscribers or so, and Mike joined in the mid-90s. Having started at a time when there was no graphical interface to the Internet, that humble mail list grew into something bigger, more special, and order generic viagra eventually unmanageable. What was exciting at first -- to meet so many people of like mind -- is exactly what later made it stultifying. Still, deep friendships formed there, and fortunately they far outlasted the general pettiness that caused many of us to run screaming from that particular version of Deadwood.

So . . . Many of us stayed in touch through various media and to varying degrees. I confess to growing disillusioned with it all at regular intervals, not unlike real life. The debate will never end regarding whether on-line friends are as real as the non-virtual kind. I suspect Mike never doubted the generic viagra value of friends, whether he'd met them in person or not. Certainly the response to his passing is the most powerful evidence I can think of to refute the notion that life lived on-line is inferior to more-traditional relationships. I'd even say I'm a bit ashamed now to have ever doubted it.

Mike obviously had both kinds of friends, in any case. A whole bunch of people traveled cross-country to attend his funeral, which was held in Georgia, where he grew up. For the past several years, he'd lived in the NYC area. Connecticut, to be exact. I admire and envy those people for going. I also empathize with them, because it's difficult to meet a friend's family under such terrible circumstances. I know Mike had his frustrations with some or all of them through the years, just as he probably had frustrations with me, and I with him generic viagra and with them, and so on and on. One of them wrote to me the other day, a beautiful message describing the services and helping me come to grips with what I'd compartmentalized for more than a week by that point. In response to some whingeing remark I'd made about the inadequacy of technology and humans, she wrote -- way more generously than I deserved -- the following:

"But, please, no alienation and isolation! We all feel that too much and I think I've learned, if I've learned nothing else through all of this, that there are more people that have our back than we ever know."

Man, I want to remember that from now on, not that I'm under any illusions about having affected as many people as Mike did. I hope he had some inkling of what he meant to everyone.


Originally posted here and offered here. Thanks.

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February 18, 2005

Becky in Scotland

Phone Book - listings for E. Costello
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I moved from Atlanta to Scotland a number of years ago. A couple of days ago I was flipping through our little phone book for the area, and came across this entry at the top of the page. It gave me a good chuckle and sense of the bizarre that I surely would have shared with Mike. But today, instead, I'll just share it with someone else who might find it a bit amusing too. You might like to know as well that Cumbernauld is known as one of the worst places to live in Britain, so it's good to know they at least have a celebrity to spruce up the place.


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