I’ve had this blog for… Eighteen years, now? And, over the years, this blog has caused me many headaches, requiring abrupt server moves as hosts shut down and DDOS mitigation console-marathons during botnet storms, HTML/CSS/PHP/MySQL coding challenges and multiple engine migrations, data loss and learning mitigation techniques, and reviewing personal life and wider connections on a daily basis.
It’s been kinda like a kid to me. Without diapers. Or braces. Or having to pay college tuition for more than myself. Continue reading
I haven’t disappeared off my blog again, I’ve just taken a little bit of time to focus on a serious backlog at work, and by the time the weekend comes around I’m braindead and unable to think past my next meal.
I was getting ideas for posts during that time, but usually only while walking to and from the train, and by the time I’d get back home or to work, I’d have forgotten all but a very general idea. And trying to reconstruct posts from half-remembered mental fragments is frustrating and off-putting, at least from my perspective.
So, I’ve been playing lotsa video games, and link-hopping cooking blogs and cooking theory websites in my down time, and watching Let’s Plays on YouTube.
Today I made swedish meatballs with white gravy – they turned out really, really good – but need a little more tweaking. Probably going to change the spice ratios and the onions, and I need to scale back on the breadcrumbs and milk, I think. Once I have it all figured out, I’ll post that recipe. Oh, and the two stroganoff recipes I have – if I ever find them. I might just create them again from scratch.
Have fun, readers.
Not a long post tonight, since I already ran my fingers across this post text entry box earlier today and added a whole lotta words, but I wanted to say I’ve added a recipes module and started adding my more popular ones.
Just look up to the menu and click on “Recipes” for a menu of categories. There are three recipes so far, hopefully I’ll be able to add a new one every week or every other week, depending on how often I get to experiment in the kitchen.
Oh, wait… I know of two more to add before I even need to experiment, but all this data entry has me looking longingly at my bottle of gin and my Netflix account, as there’s a season of Criminal Minds I haven’t watched, yet.
So, thanks for reading.
In a previous post, I told the hard story of what happened to reduce and even my ability to post. But, don’t worry, I’m not re-hashing it here. I’ll just say that things are slowly getting better. And, while slowly getting better, I have to start making longer-term plans than just, “fill the fridge” or “clean the bathroom.”
It’s become this slow balance between looking backward and looking ahead, all the while paying attention to right here, right now. It’s about finding out how to be an adult while not losing the wonder that childhood is, that adventure that being a teenager is.
To see how much things are getting better, I planned a vacation to Florida. Mostly to get away from things, but also just for the challenge. I did the comparison shopping for flights, purchased the tickets, worked out the plans and logistics, and I went. I had help from a good friend with the cat-watching, but otherwise I did it. Every other trip I’ve ever taken has been arranged by someone else, and the fact that I planned it, I went on it, and now I’m back makes me feel a bit more adult. Continue reading
Oh, I thought I could remember to write regularly here. But, between work and rebuilding personal things, I just haven’t had the brain-space.
So, what have I been up to?
Building a form and preparing for a Christmas vacation, that’s what. And, as usual, the summary doesn’t do the actuality any justice. Continue reading
When I purchased this domain and arranged my first webhost, the Internet was a place of fun and play, a hobby for people as they stretched their minds. From rather simple online games, to gathering and correlating self-published articles, to strange crackpots’ conspiracy theories, the Internet was a strange and wonderful place, akin to wandering into a back-alley coffee shop on or near any university.
Now, it’s become a marketplace. Everyone has ads covering every spare pixel of screen space. Some sites, you can’t tell the ads from the content, and even if you can tell the content from the ads, there are such liberal sprinklings of “endorsements” and other product placements, that the content is a secondary or tertiary concern.
Let’s see… If a thousand monkeys on a thousand typewriters had a thousand years, could they reproduce Shakespeare?
Well, let’s look at a real word example, slightly skewed from the intent of the original saying.
Yeah, I haven’t been posting because my life is consumed with applications and panic.
I’m behind on the mortgage, run out of unemployment, waiting on responses to past interviews, and watching as bill deadlines approach with no new money to pay them….
Yeah, it’s a great big ball of crap.
I’d sugar coat it, but I just don’t have the fancy words anymore. It’s not for lack of trying, it’s not for lack of interviews, it’s not even for horrible performance during interviews, I just can’t seem to get a job.
So, I’m going to go back to it.
Hopefully my next post will be more upbeat. ‘Cause I can’t, for the life of me, figure a way out of this mess without employment.
Did you know that, according to a tally of all appliances, light bulbs, computers and peripherals, and various little knickknacks, in one year I would use approximately enough power to send the DeLorean from 1955 to 1985 eight and a half times?
I’m more than a little shocked at this.
I’m even more shocked that I’m still in the upper 25% of energy efficiency in my neighborhood.
Wasn’t it just 08:00 a couple of minutes ago? Have I been on the job sites and in the e-mails and on the phone all day?
Well, at least I talked to seven recruiters today, talked to both my brother and mother, directly applied for four new jobs, and got some chores done. And, I think in some sneaky way, one of those calls to a recruiter was a phone-screen. I’m not sure, but I have suspicions.
I just need to train my cats to make lunch for me, so I don’t miss meals. Yeah, I know, good luck with that one, Nate.