
Dangerous Prototypes
Whilst Dee and Jules play videogames downstairs, I sit in a beanbag in my makerspace and contemplate the various hardware projects that I would like to complete over the next couple of years.
Freedom! Fresh-air! Family! Freezing (by the beach)!
Sitting in the Blue Bird café (inside the same building that has delicious Vietnamese food by Miss Chu) drinking a decent (but slightly off somehow — not burnt, so maybe just cheap/crappy coffee beans?) flat-white and waiting on a chicken and avocado wrap. It’s the last Friday before two weeks leave.
/me sighs
Getting some work done too, which is more than can be said for yesterday’s WFH efforts. Alright, so I installed and configured rbenv and got Slogger working again, but is that really progress? Yes, I completed a couple of Watch Dog missions, but how is that helping the world?
Whilst Dee and Jules play videogames downstairs, I sit in a beanbag in my makerspace and contemplate the various hardware projects that I would like to complete over the next couple of years.
I guess I should update the ‘blog?1 Not an easy thing to do these days, since even finding the time to do something as self-indulgent as public journaling probably just means there’s something else I could be doing instead, but maybe it’s an experiment I would like to continue?
It’s 8am on the first day of the month, and despite the usual late night, I’ve been up for hours. Jules has been an early riser for years now, and it has had the effect of training me to wake up at 6am each morning — for no good reason, since he’s pretty independent in the morning these days — and so here I am.