Category Archives: personal

Passed by

As much as I used to follow computing news and trends back in the 1990s, the combination of leaving the Website design business, going back to college, and losing access to Tech TV after the fire caused me to kind of withdraw from that whole scene. Later, when I stopped working for Dad’s business to focus on my studies, I lost access to the computing magazines he always subscribed to. I still knew enough to build my own computer (Yggdrasil Mark I) back in 2003,…

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Creature comforts

While we continue to inventory and appraise all of the things Dad had in his office at the time of his death, my sister found the missing piece for my old articulating keyboard drawer, the metal plate that attaches to the bottom of the desk and works as a runner for the drawer to slide in and out of. Not only do I just generally prefer articulating drawers so I can angle my keyboard to my liking, but I needed a new keyboard drawer anyway.…

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Other people’s music

With all of the craziness of the past couple of months I failed to note Bj√∂rk getting into the press on a couple of occasions. First she went after another photographer (and this time couldn’t claim she was trying to protect her son like she did the first time this happened), and then there was the incident of her chanting “Tibet” over and over at the end of her song “Declare Independence” while performing in China. I’m still not really bothering to keep close tabs…

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Light Above the Trees

Last year I don’t think I handled the earlier switch to Daylight Savings Time all that well. It definitely messed with my internal clock to have things so light out later at night than I was used to, even though at the time I really didn’t have any regular commitments because I was still just looking for employment. I definitely enjoyed the extra daylight — even though I’m definitely a night person, after a certain point the winter just becomes total drudgery to get through…

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Everything tells a story

I’m the biggest packrat I know of, but Dad was close. Whatever extra ability he had to throw things out was kind of negated by the fact that he had a thirty-year head start on collecting things. Although he lost a lot of personal stuff in the fire since he stored lots of stuff upstairs, his business stuff was safe since we still had a separate office west of here back then. That stuff came over to the house once he built the addition a…

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