Here’s a story on 91-year-old meditation master Ruth Denison.
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Yesterday’s regex - Was I drunk, or a genius? From Geek & Poke’s cartoons.
While looking for something else this morning, I ran across this old photo. I never could grow a full beard.
I bought a fig at the grocery store today. They’re about the size of a Hershey’s Kiss. The checkout person just looked at me. “One fig? You want to buy one fig?”
“Yes, just one. I want to see what they taste like.”
She put the fig in the bag without weighing it. “I’m pretty sure I can give you one fig without charging you for it,” she said.
A Boulder, Colorado sunset (over the Rocky Mountains), October 18, 2012.
Had my first nightmare in many years, and woke up crying. I had just been told that one of my favorite people on Earth had died, and I was being told over the phone how it happened.
The short story is that there had been a bad storm, and trees and power lines were down. Two friends were driving on Bardstown Road, and they were side-swiped by a yellow car that presumably kept going (as a hit-and-run). Nobody was hurt at that point, but the two people got out of the vehicle to inspect the damage to their car, and that’s when the death occurred.
I don’t know how it happened, because in my dream I was starting to lose the phone connection, but I assume they were hit after they got out of the vehicle.
Another cross-country move, another bean bag chair left with Goodwill.
~ September 1, 2011
Back in 2009 I went on a yoga retreat in Sayulita, Mexico, and thanks to a glitch in the scheduling, I stayed in this muy expensivo honeymoon suite on the top of the mountain.
A young girl working in a doctor’s office was kind enough to refer to me as an “old guy” a few days ago. Yesterday I watched the first Firefly episode and laughed when I saw Shepherd Book referred to as “grandpa” several times. (“I never married,” he muttered in reply to Kaylee.)
~ March 27, 2014
While the Super Bowl was a disaster (from a Denver, Colorado, perspective), I’ll try to remember February 2, 2014, as the day I watched Love Actually. Still a favorite quote:
“Okay, dad. Let’s do it. Let’s go get the shit kicked out of us by love.”
This photo was taken somewhere in British Columbia, Canada. I know where, but I’m not telling. :) The thing I don’t know is whether these trees are Aspen or Cottonwood or White Birch. I suspect that they are White Birch or Paper Birch, but I could easily be wrong, as I haven’t looked into it much, and didn’t ask any of the locals.
My disability fraud neighbor finally got a job. I'd like to think it had something to do with my motivational speaking, but I think what really happened was that he needed some money to go on a date.
~ a note from Wasilla, Alaska, August 31, 2010
“Encourage the quest for happiness in your children, even if it takes them very far away from you.”
~ I don’t remember the source of this quote, but I like it
Here’s a little view of a road in the mountains of Hatcher Pass, Alaska.
It's a little disconcerting to walk up to the car repair shop and see some dude driving down the road in my car, window down, sipping a 32-ounce drink from a straw, and generally looking comfortable. They really took my “drive it as much as you need to” comment seriously.
~ Wasilla, Alaska, August 30, 2010
Here’s my latest favorite coffee mug, given to me by a friend, and filled with some organic espresso this afternoon.
(And if you like coffee mugs, you might also like my article, How to design products people love.)
When I woke up last night it was a little windy outside, so I decided to unplug my MacBook Pro because the power tends to flicker here. When I picked up the MacBook I noticed that it was very warm, even though the lid was closed and it was in sleep mode. This morning I decided to dig into the “Why is my MacBook hot even though the lid is closed and it’s in sleep mode” question.