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SMDH. I had an entry stored here, but didn’t have anything in it.
I’m starting to better-understand the concept of “doom scrolling.” Instagram, especially, can lead you into just unlimited time looking at stuff that’s really not, in the grand scheme of things, that important or even interesting.
There was something from WTKR with a reporter joining a crew replacing light bulbs on the building where I used to live in preparation for Norfolk’s annual holiday lights thing. “Celebration of Lights?” You’d think that someone who was in/near there from 1998 – 2017 would remember the marketing.
But there was something that happened in during the year we were living in “The Wainwright” where one of the solid strips across the top of the building had had an end come unmoored, letting the entire strip swing into the building. We lived on the ground floor, but, if memory serves, the end of the strip made an awful noise when it slapped our bedroom window.
Long story short, I spend a lot more time glancing at it than I did when I wasn’t working. Very skeptical about whether that’s improved my life in any way.
Trying to remember where I was with the whole light strip thing, I tried to look at some past years’ writing to see if there way good inspiration.
The stuff from very early is me, I think, caught in a meme cycle. The 2014 situation might have been a big brighter, but it was really still the clankity-clank of things going up the hill of the roller coaster.
i’d tried, and failed, at starting a new business. Strange that that the sorts of things I was considering are now commonplace in IT. It was almost an unspoken truth that you needed to be some place with good Intertubes services to even consider doing something online.
Memories of the 757.org machine shuffling first from Ethan’s house, then to 757Tech office, Ethan’s apartment in The Botetourt, 757 Labs at the Wainwright, then finally a datacenter in NoVA.
This was all after it’d been spun up in a bedroom in Virginia Beach.
I’m sure I missed a few of the interleaving steps.
Same goes for the HR Geeks stuff, which started as something like a Pentium 4 notebook motherboard I’d moved into a cheap rackmount case after the screen on the laptop died.
Wow. I think the Thai place where we had the first meeting in 2004 is still open.
This is where the guy with the maybe gray mustache would start with an “in my day” story about needing to find a place and time to hold meetings.
On closer examination, it’s still pretty much golden, and needs to be trimmed. I should do that before I go into the city tomorrow?
Other stuff…..
Many thoughts about this from TheFP. While I appreciate the way he’s going with the article, I got derailed thinking about the things that are happening in Virginia with Gov.-Elect CIA. My fine neighbors on Nextdoor are very excited about the things the Party of Harry F. Byrd are planning to do now that they’ve wrested full control of the Commonwealth from the Northern Aggressors. One of the things that’s high on the list is repealing Virginia’s Right-To-Work. law.
If you want to exercise your natural right to work, to pursue your happiness, you have to pay alms to a union that might not represent any of your values, who’d take money from you to give to politicians you don’t support.
Freedom!
Whatever you want to do, you will do it in the manner we prescribe, or men with guns will throw you in prison.
I don’t need another cup of coffee, but I do want one after plunking all that out.