Well, I fell off the wagon after two days. In my defense, I slept in unintentionally on day three and didn’t have my morning free time. And today I wasn’t feeling well. But that’s okay. They say it takes two weeks before something becomes a habit. My plan to avoid aimless scrolling is only temporarily…
On blogging and accountability
This is not my first blog. But this is the longest I’ve ever stuck with it. The shortest was 1 post, after which I forgot about them. I always held back from blogging. Partly because I was afraid that I wouldn’t be saying anything unique and profound. Partly because I felt like a blog was…
Is eating ethical?
I don’t have an answer to the prompt. But I was thinking about this the other day. If I buy something like coffee, or chocolate, or meat, I am potentially supporting the exploitation or enslavement of people in the developing world. Am I part of the problem? I have at times chosen “fair trade” items…
A big, old, worn out kid
I don’t know exactly what it means to be a kid at heart, but when my wife says it about me, it’s usually because I’ve been excited by wonder, novelty, or curiosity (or all three). Adults reaction to anything — or lack of — is because it’s not new, it’s something they see or do…
Hostage history
I think the earliest historical event I remember was probably the Iran hostage crisis. I think because it went on for so long and there was so much media coverage, it stuck with me as something important. Of course, there was no 24-hour news cycle back then, so coverage was not nearly as breathlessly hysterical…
Boring answer: traffic conditions for traveling to my appointment today. I literally just closed that tab and switched to this one. Non-boring answer: How to get a service running in a docker container to talk to a service running on the host PC. Because, well, I can’t get the app in the container to talk…
“The Magic Garden” was these two hippy ladies that told stories and sang songs and was probably one of my favorite shows when I was very small, kindergarten age or so. There were stories written on leaves and silly puppets, very standard kiddy fare. I liked it far more than Sesame Street or Mr Rogers….
…but I’m neither healthy, wealthy, or wise.
I set my alarm to wake up early in the morning. It’s quiet, no one else is awake. It’s the only “alone” time that I get, so sometimes it’s used productively, for writing (not often enough, empty blog) or planning projects. Other times I might just watch YouTube or catch up on an episode of…
Memory as archaeology
Until a short time ago, I would have identified my memory management style as something akin to archaeological layers. An archaeologist can study the items found at a particular layer and tell a great deal about the time period, possibly even nailing the layer to a very specific historical event. Similarly, they might know that…
Drawing and dragons
The answer to this prompt depends on how far back you go. When I was small I would say Harold and the Purple Crayon, in which Harold uses his purple crayon to draw himself having all kinds of adventures. As a kid who liked drawing, it gave me — permission? license? — to insert myself…