Nerd rage. Fixed a recent problem in which I set up the conditions for failure years ago. My Linux PC at home has been having hardware issues. It’s been in service for 13-ish years and, electronically, it’s falling apart. It was kernel panicking while transferring files from my phone over USB3. After enough of this, …
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Austinversary 22
July 28, today, is my 22nd anniversary since moving to Austin. Twenty. Two. At the dumb, hopeful, stupid age of 28 I drove my broke ass to this town to sleep on a futon and have dreams. Now at 50 I sit my fat ass on my futon and wonder where my dreams got off …
Wires and Rhyme
I wrote a lot of poetry in my younger days. Like, a lot. It was my jam. Sometimes there was meter, sometimes there was rhyme, but I considered myself more of a free-verse poet. And most of it was terrible (bad poetry, oh noetry!). But I kept writing — so much so that my friend …
Decrepit
Fifty. Bullshit.
Quiet Night, Cold City
Quiet night. Cold front has us all down, low, homebodied, sheltered in place. Chat is quiet. Phone is quiet. Internet is quiet. Been home all day, restless evening, nothing doing. I get stir-crazy like this and don’t feel like life is lived right if I’m home alone all day, and them old feelings come raging …