BurningbirdArchived at Wayback Machine, including original comments If programming languages could speak, really speak, not just crunch bytes and stream bits, they would have much to say that is both wise and profound. After all, the original programmers were philosophers, and programming languages were philosopher tools… In Babble Meadow, in the twilight hours between day […]
I’ve always had this thought at the back of my mind that we would live forever if it weren’t for life intruding. Aside from the effects of our environment, of gravity and solar radiation and our proclivity in fouling our own nests, we could live much longer than we do except that we keep persisting […]
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. I modified my Movable Type template to display a small graphic associated with the subject (category) of an posting next to its title. Those who are uninterested in my technology writing can avoid postings with a CD next to the title (as shown with this posting); those who are uninterested […]
The weather is cooler and we’re able to turn off the air conditioner and open the windows. With the cool breeze comes the sounds of the neighborhood, normally blocked by the glass. In the night was the sound of the train, whistle fading, lowering as it moves away. The train travels close enough to hear […]
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. I have never had a job I disliked so much that I would want to have revenge on them. Reading Dorothea Salo’s description of a job she left two years ago leaves me a bit in awe at the passion of her dislike. No, I’ve never disliked a job that much, but […]