I recently had a windfall and sold a domain name I wasn’t using. I buy domain names with the best of intentions, but most typically they just sit there unloved. In researching for the sale, I stumbled across sedo and parked the rest of my domain orphanage. Parking is that annoying activity where you fill
True story. About 3 weeks ago we had quite a scare. At my daughter’s 2 month appointment, the doctor noticed that she was tending very strongly to turn her head to the right, or rather not to the left. The doctor also noticed that she had an elongated head, which the doctor said was called
Warning – as I stumble across older I musings that I have previously “published” under a pre-blog venue, I may, as energy permits, travel back in time and post them here. I happened to stumble across a 1998 Christmas Letter tonight and did just that.
To continue the theme of “racks”, I have added a page regarding my basement data center. I intend to pimp the page at some later point, but it is at least a start.
Last weekend I built a shoe rack. It was actually much more involved than that, but in the end I have to be honest with myself and admit that it is a shoe rack. It all started with a problem to solve.
What is the range of distance for which you need to hold a door open for the person behind you? There is a distance at which you would be an ass not to hold it, perhaps even injure someone by closing it in his/her face. And there is a distance that is so far that