A little bit of Homework 2 May 2020
A little literal today 🤣
Normally I am a sticker person and cover my laptops completely but I’m almost a year into using this one in its plain, vanilla configuration
Scaling Beyond Ourselves 27 January 2020
I think a good rule of thumb whenever you think you have a good idea is to remind yourself it probably isn’t and move on to something else
It cracked me up and perfectly broke my frustration
so long and thanks for all the fish 22 May 2015
the ghost in the machine 8 August 2014
an update! no way! 6 August 2014
go make something 16 March 2010
That is until today when my friend Ryan linked to my blog and I said something about no comments. Hmmmm I thought, I am positive there were comments. The more robust solution I had resorted to was in fact an even greater hack to my blogging software than the previous one and it managed to take down the entire comments system along with all the lovely comments people have left.
My instant reaction was ‘OH NO!’ But then I thought about it for 3.9824 seconds and realized that it really doesn’t matter at all. I often think, talk, write about how we shouldn’t cling to the past because then we aren’t present in our own lives and miss out. So after another 10 seconds of thought I realized exactly what the solution needs to be. I don’t need analytics about my site. If you feel that you want me to know that you were here or that I know you exist then you will make that clear, either in a comment or through some other means of communication. Anyone that has ever used analytics about a website knows just how addictive it can be, and for no reason other than ego. It is weird the affect that it has on people.
So here we are with a clean start. Not in the traditional sense, what with all of my old entries still around, instead it is just a clean start in terms of what you my peers/readers/online stalkers want to say to me. Too often we hold on to things that are of an infinitesimally small value. Take the picture above. That is a stick figure batman that a coworker drew on the whiteboard on my door. It became a part of a year long running joke between us until one day someone erased him to leave — of all things — a note for me. We weren’t very impressed at first because so much had gone into the little guy. Was he important? At the time, probably. Later on? No not at all, in fact I had forgotten all about it until I found the picture I took.
Do we need to purge things from our lives more often? Especially if we don’t want to?