It’s funny to me, in my advanced age, how I would write so much poetry in my younger days, yet I never actually read any poetry. I still find myself unwilling and – if we’re being gracious – functionally unable to read poetry. It’s physically uncomfortable. Once I see verse on the page, my mind …
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Enfreshen
Saying “Hello!” to my new FreshRSS server that I set up at home last night. Drunk Sysadmin gets the job done! Seriously, I’ve been looking for a Feedly replacement, since Feedly seems hell-bent on adding AI integrations and inserting interpretive links into the text of fetched RSS feed documents. (No. Stop. Don’t do that. Bad …
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 …
Unbother
No real thoughts tonight, and that’s the point. Spent time at the cafe tonight, and even though I sat with people I knew, I didn’t talk. Said few words. Earbuds and a book. Left early. Sometimes, I just want to exist in the presence of people, and not be expected to stroke their egos. Just once. …
Visual Mismatch
Sonofabitch. As it turns out, the 60-ish feet of 50ohm RG-8 coax feedline I “rescued” from the disused tower at my last office is actually 75ohm T-1253A. I should’ve looked at the silkscreen more closely. I’m a blind fool. That might explain some of my inability to match my antennas on some bands. The SWR …