Title: relates to a sketch I've been working on - person standing in rain - 「If you won't come to the mikvah, the mikvah will come to you」.
Trip to mum's: ( Collapse )
SCS network has again been having problems, preventing me from getting work done. Very frustrating, especially as every time another network hiccup happens I need to give TLC to a few systems. Upside: I now am pretty sure I've figured out what I had conceptually wrong with the 802.1Q project, and hopefully with just a bit more coding I can finish that project and start on the other one.
Personal life remains interesting.
Phone irritation:( Collapse )
I've been thinking about what blog software would look like were it to take folding (like lj-cut or what code editors do) very seriously, and add types to folds. Issue: are we less likely to write content when we suspect people will have to dig way down to read them? Would transclusions be a reasonable source of content? Is this just an uninteresting variant of a WikiLink then?
Primitives of thought:( Collapse )
Strange: Looking back at old textfiles with summaries of dreams typed in, using familiarity to help remind self of which dreams are part of long-term identity and which are from the events of the day. Wondering: how does this relate to blogs? Journals?
Here's a wonderful Dar Williams cover of 「Midnight Radio」, a song that's recently been competing with Vienna Tengの「The Tower」 for main earworm in my head.
I sometimes wonder how often people talk about the narratives the use to give meaning to their lives - I suspect that this is a nearly universal tendency, but maybe it's too personal/emotionally dangerous to lay that kind of thing on the table. Or maybe I'm wrong about how common it is.