This little corner of my website is where I collect things from the everyday goings-on in my life. It’s a chronicle, exhibit, and junk-drawer all at once. I have not had a social media profile in quite a few years now, so this part of my website fills a similiar purpose to what those places did for me in years past.
I spent all morning writing about some of the programming that I did last week. It was great to collect my thoughts, but all I have to show for it is a jumbled mess of words at this point. It’s going to take quite a bit more work to get it to a point where I’d want to put my name on it.
Writing is hard.
My daughter has been learning to play the bass, so this song has been on repeat in our house lately as we try to emulate Tina Weymouth’s fantastic bass line.
It’s 4:30 in the morning and I’m cooking some salmon to have with lunch before the day gets hot.
I spotted this banner while on my walk through Rountree.
It’s about time I get out for one of my walks since coming home, and this heat makes me want to immediately go back inside.
I am finally feeling better this morning, more like myself, and I feel like I can finally let everything that happened on this last trip sink in. There’s a bit of nervousness about the future, but there is also a lot of hope and excitement too.
I wish that I had all of this information laid out like this years ago when I was messing with typography.
Faulty Towers, vibe sickness, and the vibe bobsled
It’s a lot of fun, but you don’t have a lot of agency in it. You sit in a bobsled, you go down an icy track, and really, there is only one way to go.
The 2 a.m. wake-up… this is where the jet lag always gets me.
It’s been a busy first day back so far. I’m already feeling ready for bed, and it’s only 1 p.m.!
Empathy and delight mean nothing when the software is disrespectful
the cost of producing text is now far lower than the cost of consuming it, even though length and detail still feels like a sign that more thinking and more work had been put into something
That flight went by faster than any other international flight I’ve been on because I hacked on a natural language parser for about five hours of it.
Goodbye for now, Amsterdam.
I am not quite ready to be heading back to Missouri yet.
Cacaocinno!
Building and Shipping Mac and iOS Apps Without Ever Opening Xcode
This is going to come in handy for me soon.
Grabbing an afternoon cortado and matcha latte with Carmen.
It’s almost impossible for me now, as it has been for years, to just pick up a book and to fall into the kind of daydreaming state that coffee mugs and coasters are always proclaiming is the essential joy of reading.
The Vintage Beauty Of Soviet Control Rooms
I’ve always loved the aesthetic of this era of design.
I’m always a sucker for pizza.