Software rule #1
The odds that a bug is the result of a typo increase exponentially with the duration of your search
I painted your house versus Here’s your painted house
I learned something about people today. There are two kinds of people in this world. People who, when you tell them “I did this” respond “Okay”. And people who respond […]
Keeping Promises to myself
A month ago, my friend and I made a pact: to write two blog posts a month. We’d remind each other to write on the first and 15th of the […]
The sin of willful incompetence
Today’s post is inspired by the novel Atlas Shrugged. Initially, I had wanted to type up a piece about how whenever we use a medium – any medium, be it […]
Painting: Collective Consciousness
Every eye sees for itself, but the optic nerves are one. Even between the three stalks there is some shared connection.. I like to think of it as something to […]
Painting: Foothold
Has the foot been placed there, because that’s where there was a place to put it. Or has the landscape been flattened by the weight of the foot while it […]
Painting: A clown called Atlas
This image just came to me and I painted it. It’s a clown who carries a clown’s nose. It’s heavy. Maybe he’s tired of having to be a clown all […]
Imposing structure to find structure
The topics of chaos and order have become of interest to me lately. Or perhaps they’ve always interested me in some form or other and I’m only now finding two […]
Other early childhood memories
This post is a side-note to Everything is a witness statement. I remember being fed baby food from a jar. I remember being fed small squares of bread with jam. […]
Everything is a witness statement
Let me share some memories with you. I remember lying in my crib as a baby, and two heads appearing above me. They were radiating exuberance. A hand reached for […]