Smith Rock at Night
I’m just going to leave these here for you to enjoy[1]: P.S. I’m not dead. Promise. click to embiggen [↩]
The Events that are: My Life Archives
Things that go on in my life that cannot be catagorized somewhere else, sort of a catch-all
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Rachel and I are going to Portland this weekend (after we were preempted by a family emergency)! Rachel suggested we see Ovo, a Cirque du Soleil touring production, and I thought it was a great idea![1]. I went to go purchase tickets[2] and was about ready to check out when I noticed there was $26…
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I think I just reached that magical threshold where many of my friends are having babies and I’m sorta freaking out about it because it means I’m definitely getting older.
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I was at a wedding over the weekend for some friends. During dinner, there was a trivia game and each table (ours was a table of five UPC folk) were able to submit their own questions for round : After the 2012 earthquake in Haiti, what type of plane was JoEllen evacuated on?[1] What is…
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I’m cleaning up my room and came across this note. I wrote it a few months ago as I was doing my planning for 2012. For 2011, my word was “Pace“. This year, I picked four words about how I’m going to approach this year: Explore, Focus, Finish, Fun. I didn’t just pick these four…
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@rands To err is human; to check is engineering.
— @astandy
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Rachel’s grandmother passed away last week, so we’re making the trek to Montana for the funeral service. We were going to visit Portland this weekend, but that trip has been preempted by this. Since the funeral isn’t until Monday, we decided to inject some fun and take the train to Montana and then fly back.…
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Emailing and IMing with people while I cross the country in an airplane gives me an odd sense of omnipotence. So does posting on the blog.
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Sorting through “My Documents” sometimes feels like opening an unexpected time capsule.
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Generally, I try to be content with how things are. This has been a challenging mix of rejecting the status quo when I believe it is required but also not getting sucked in by Shinny Object Syndrome (rushing off to the next latest and greatest thing, what I think George Leonard would call “The Dabbler”[1]).…