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Wrapping things up.
I gave myself pretty much the entire month of November to wrap things up at CATF. Boy, did that go by fast. I’m staring at the list of stuff that I’d still like to get done and I’m realizing I’d be lucky to get to a
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I gave myself pretty much the entire month of November to wrap things up at CATF. Boy, did that go by fast. I’m staring at the list of stuff that I’d still like to get done and I’m realizing I’d be lucky to get to a
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I'm finally free to talk in public a little bit more about what's been going on in davidland in the past month or so. The management team at CATF asked me to refrain from speaking about this until they had a chance to call a few
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I thought I would share this little email exchange. My friend, Steve, invited me for a bike ride last weekend, and it was looking like it was going to be cold, so I sent him an email: I may have to pass if it looks like it looked this morning.
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Yesterday I had dinner with a friend and, of course, after a couple of Coronas we got to talking about blogs (we're both hopelessly unashamed geeks). I went into my standard rant about time-ordered entries being an inadequate way to organize a blog since all the old stuff
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My good friend, Sean, shared his voting story over email. The vision of people sitting in church makes me think of how we hold the voting process in such reverence; the two polling places I visited yesterday had an awed hush about them. Yet people all up and down the
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Trees rapidly approaching from underneath... Ouch! Oh. Ugh... garr.. crap.. #$#!% my LEGS! (I think they just broke!) oops oh OHHH! arghh. OHNOOOOO.. pain! pain! oh. noise! snapping, scratching... OUCH!! too fast! TOO FAST! SLAM! so.... will I survive? Dunno. I wish I had more confidence in my gumption. At the
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The past few weeks, I've been saying things, outloud and in person, about personal plans, positioning and movement to many people I know. It's been stunning to me that this process of simple external affirmation has had a profound impact on my acceleration along this trajectory
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My 2.85 year old nephew came to town last week and in between toy car races, parks and playgrounds, and spinning around (literally), I had the opportunity to watch a lot of modern children's television. Oh, my, goodness.... LAZY TOWN! Have you seen this show? I swear,
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I just found, in my "misc. notes to process" folder, a scrap of paper containing a quote Don shared with me last Sunday over Curra's: "Sometimes the only way out is through." If you hold that to be true, then it's smart
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I don't understand all the nuances and concerns about toll roads and public transportation and railways in Austin. I intend to learn. When I find sites or individuals devoted to addressing these issues, they all seem rabidly angry and biased (to say the least). I've had
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So today begins the first day in what could be at least a month or two on my "vehicular diet." (I'm taking the car in for a second opinion, but I'm not holding my breath.) I live very far north Austin (right between Cedar
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In the past 48 hours or so, I've had this sudden urge to do some life-code optimization. It's a weird programmer motivation: while what you have cobbled together might actually work, there is almost always a more efficient, elegant, or more stable way to do it.