Some how me and this Japanese girl got to be friends on Instagram. I’ll like one of her photos and she’ll like one of mine, etc-ry. I never know what she’s saying or what she’s eating though. I assume this critter here is a shrimp.

In related culinarily news… we’re at Doughocracy in downtown Geneva right now having pizza.

If you’ve never been to Doughocracy and are hungry, you’re welcome.

#photos #doughocracy #pizza

Maggie: Dad, there’s a spider. Do you wanna do a photoshoot?

#meanwhile #maggie #spiders

I hope he knows how to type.

#photos #meanwhile #worknews #stinkbugs

Forget all that other stuff. It’s irrelevant. 😉

#photos #sunrise

The website, the magazine, the podcast… all happens right here now.

That table top is of the same kin as the dining room table door. I got one more in the garage if anybody wants one.

The legs are Amazon saw horses because I wasn’t feeling as rambunctious this time around. And the barstools are from Amazon, too. I got them because they’re height adjustable, they swivel, and have a footrest. I did need to order cushions because they were kinda firm to begin with.

#photos #webdev #diariesmagazine #diariespodcast

Audio (MP3): 20171004 - My gear in mouth

There’s this saying, “better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak and to remove all doubt.”

Sources have various versions, from Mark Twain to Abe Lincoln to that pesky critter King James.

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#photos #riverside

This Future Looks Familiar: Watching Blade Runner in 2017

I watched Blade Runner for the first time this week. Since I have apparently been living in a cave for the past few decades, I thought that Blade Runner was kind of like Tron but with more Harrison Ford, and less neon, and maybe a few more tricky questions about What Is The Nature Of Man.

That is the movie I was expecting.

That is not the movie I saw.

I mostly enjoyed this writeup from a person who’d never see Blade Runner. Mostly.

You should go read what Sarah Gailey wrote before reading what I wrote below.

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So what I didn’t like is how she used the words human and murder. Over and over again. To drill home how cruel Deckard’s character was. How almost inhumane and devoid of caring after shooting Pris in the back. The author all but begged for me to feel my own empathy for the “slaves.”

But the thing is they weren’t slaves. Not in the human sense anyway. They were robots who lived beyond their slated life span and came to Earth after an off-world bloodbath. These guys were far more dangerous than your average Jetson Rosie. All the Nexus 6s that Deckard needed to retire were combat models. More or less.

Watch them in the movie. They’re not fragile and frail slaves just wanting to escape the plantation and “live.” They’ll snap you in two. Without skipping a beat.

I did enjoy the article though, very well written. And it also made me wonder when artificial life begins to have its own rights.

#movies #bladerunner

#photos #cats

Audio (MP3): 20171002 - With the wrong key

About an hour ago I put the wrong key in my back door. Like a moron. And then gave the knob a confident twist/push. And of course it wouldn’t turn. Or budge. It never does. With the wrong key.

In that fatal moment I all but wanted to call a locksmith. To take over from there. Kinda like when I started digging an escape tunnel through the foundation in my basement. Sometimes you need to call the pros in when you hit a water pipe.

Really, I just wanted to go inside after I got home from work. I got enough problems without needing to channel Houdini to make it past the deadbolt.

The thought of Trader Joe’s Halloween cookies on the other side are the only thing that kept me going. I’ve had four so far and even though the vanilla creme is orange, they’ve changed everything for me.

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