Springfield MO US
Fireflies are one of my favorite things about living here, and I have not yet taken the time this summer to be outside in the late evening just to enjoy them. This changes now.
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.
Fireflies are one of my favorite things about living here, and I have not yet taken the time this summer to be outside in the late evening just to enjoy them. This changes now.
The house is just about in order this morning… just in time for the chaos to arrive again.
Things are blooming here at the Warren.
Losing my job last month has certainly upped the stress level around here, especially given that I am still in the middle of going through a divorce. I must say, though, I’m quite content to no longer be working for a billionaire.
I think I’d forgotten how much of a joy it is to wake up early and hack on my website a bit before starting the rest of my day.
I am falling asleep in front of the television before the sun sets, like an old man, these days.
Nobody Gets Promoted for Simplicity
…pay attention to what you celebrate publicly. If every shout-out in your team channel is for the big, complex project, that’s what people will optimize for.
I have really run out of steam when it comes to working on projects around the house. And there is still an endless list of things to do around here.
Trying to get a walk in before the rain starts back up.
An unease about where I fit into things is a thread you can follow throughout my entire time of making a living by doing things with computers. But I’m not sure I’ve ever had more questions about where I fit into all of it than I do now.
The busier and more packed-full the day before, the earlier my brain starts up, craving some space.
Distance means so little, when someone means so much.
A guy looking an awful lot like me traveled to Vermont to try the beer from this mythical brewery. It was one of those special culinary experiences that lived up to expectations, and because of that, I’ve held onto the bottles brought back from that trip for thirteen years. It’s time to let go of these bottles and, really, let that old life start to live only in memory.
It’s not much, but we have gathered our first batch of mulberries for the year.
Getting our weekend walk in.
The “dude weekend” continues.
The morning hours are mine. They are my time to get my thoughts in order before the world wakes up and the pressures of life start to wear my energy away.
My son wanted to have a “dude night,” so we ate the pizza we ordered right out of the box and played Ori and the Blind Forest.
I like to watch this video every once in a while to remind myself that there was once a time when we thought about how humans interact with computers. We used to put a lot of thought into how computers exist to support a human’s interests. Now it often feels like computers exist to make money for evernyone other than the human using the computer.