Fodder

It’s sick that I have to call my mother to wish her a happy Father’s Day. No child should have to do that. But there it is. She attempted to serve double-duty as my father for my entire life; she could only give me half the story, but she kept trying nonetheless. I applaud her …

Coming in on RADAR

I have a passing fascination with the machinery of this country’s infrastructure. Being the son of an Air Force mother, I had the fortune of seeing the technology that powers the defense and commerce of this country first-hand, and it gave me an understanding that this network of beacons, RADAR installations, weather stations, radio towers, …

Pushed

On a non-emo note, today’s major accomplishment comes with much embarrassment. When I purchased my Samsung SCH-R261 Chrono phone from Cricket (yes, it’s a dumb-phone — quiet, you), I learned that I could use Bluetooth to retrieve a backup of the Personal Information Management file from the phone (*.pim, a holdover from Palm Pilot and …

Popped

The question was posed to me earlier tonight: “So, Shawn, what do you do to restore your soul?” I shrugged my tired shrug and had no answer. “Nothing, I guess.” “Are you still trying to adjust to the new job or something?” “No, sweetheart, this has been going on for 14 years. Sorry.” Almost 14 …