Sure, it’s a couple of weeks ago now, but I still thought I might jot a quick note about our New Year’s celebrations down the coast at Cape Paterson with Renee and Gerard.
It was great to see people, and the weather was plenty hot enough for a dip in the ocean that first afternoon. Lots of food (courtesy of Uthey, then Gerard for breakfast), a little tipple (thanks to Kenji) and a few silly chats — the best way to usher in the new decade. We laughed, played a game or three of Jenga (very competitive, as anything involving Grant and Picky is bound to be) and just barely stayed awake until midnight. Yes, we’re getting old!
The next day after brekkie we headed to Phillip Island to drink beer, eat fish and chips and watch the little penguins return as the sun went down.
For me, it was the beginning of my reintegration into the Social Matrix. Good times!
We bought an apartment! A beautiful, quirky three-bedroom apartment on the ground-floor of The Malthouse, nestled snugly in the much-coveted locale of Summer Hill, a medium density community that is close to school, transport, markets, parks, and cycleways.
In the blink of an eye, another weekend has come and gone. It’s a familiar feeling that many of us experience - the sensation that time is flying by, leaving us wondering where the hours and days have vanished to.
After too many years, I’m finally building myself a NAS: network-attached storage, a device for backing up files, photos, and all the data that is otherwise in the cloud. Say goodbye, FANGs, I’m going self-hosted.