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Spring, and Dignity
The first day of Spring unquestionably arrived yesterday. The day before was Winter – my friend Shannah and I were up on Mt. Bachelor, gritting our teeth against the 40mph+ winds pelting the chairlifts with drifting snow – but yesterday morning saw warm weather and the distinctive scent of clean air, fresh pine and juniper…
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Music, Music Everywhere
My interest in music in recent years has been, if not dead, at least mildly comatose. For whatever reason I’ve just been really apathetic about listening and collecting. Sure, I’ve gone to a few concerts, maybe even bought a CD here and there from a local musician but, by and large, I just haven’t paid…
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The Cost of the Moral High Ground, Cont’d
I’m wrapping up my first two weeks at Google here. It’s been a jam-packed time, with lots of stuff worth talking about. However, I’ll pick the one related to my previous post, “The Cost of the Moral High Ground“, and run with that. Google has this amazing thing they call the “TGIF” – it’s an…
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A 7-minute slice
It’s 6:53. I’m allotting myself 7 minutes for this entry, and then I’m going for a bike ride. (Is this “speed blogging”?) I visited my aunt Peg yesterday. She is a great lady, who happens to be dying of cancer. It’s been a long time since I last saw her, probably 10-15 years actually (my…
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Game Design to Banjo Theft
So here I am, doing a little legwork for Star Sweeper (the MineSweeper knock-off I’ve been working on). While surfing the web in an attempt to find decent artwork for it I stumbled across William Whitaker’s Art Studio. It’s a lovely little walk through the space of a portrait artist. And the best part is…