Once my computer parts arrived, so did I.
I just upgraded… to a computer from 2007.
A favorite childhood tetralogy contributed heavily to one of Life’s Great Questions.
A little more than a week ago, Liz and I became a married couple.
An apparent conflict between two Django apps had me stumped.
“It’s nice to know that people still have conversations these days.” I contemplated quietly as a patron at an adjacent table addressed me. I thanked her and we spoke no further.
Over the past few months, I have
wasted a significant amount of time and energy tinkering with open-source network security products.
Plain sight is 20/20.
The phrase “one of those weeks” strikes me as a good way to describe the last four or five days. After two days out from work with admittedly-minor cold symptoms, I finally felt well enough to go back to the office and, with any luck, not pass the bug on to anyone else.
Thursday. 8 November 2012. Liz and I have watered the cats, brushed our teeth, and just about retired for the night. A protracted hiss suddenly emanates from the bathroom sink.
My life has changed forever thanks to a keyboard without letters on it.