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Latest — 18 Feb 2026

Culturally Messy Lunch

I've got my fried rice staying hot on my cast-iron fajita plate with Clearly Canadian to drink. I spent most of my teenage years in Colorado – this was the 1990s. I drank a lot of Clearly Canadian. One weekend the youth group at my church went to Red

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Things to Look for in a Church

A church where they email out announcements "BCC" instead of "TO" or "CC", so that the older church members can't reply-all just to say "okay". Alternatively, I could teach email etiquette to the entire congregation, but it seems like it

The Taste of Betrayal

It was night. The kids were in bed and asleep, finally. My wife was finishing up a baking project, which I inspected. "Are those carob chips in that banana bread?" Of course they weren't, but for some reason carob chips had popped into my mind. If

Mapping

I remember interviewing with the Apple Maps team years ago. That group had an interesting distinction: various products / projects within Apple needed Maps integration, but those individual teams lacked the necessary expertise, resulting in the Maps team having one-or-more of its members assigned to assist. While the Apple Watch product

Unlimited PTO

Back when I was contracting, I had zero paid vacation. If I didn't work, I didn't earn money, so I tended to take very little vacation time. I would go on vacations, but I would always spend at least a few hours most days getting billable

Alice Roosevelt: Paris Hilton of the 1800s?

I have a daughter. This speaks to me. From Wikipedia: Once, a White House visitor commented on Alice's frequent incursions into the president's office, often to offer political advice. The exasperated president commented to his friend, author Owen Wister, after she had interrupted their conversation for

Kids & Personal Space

I’m holding the baby. He drools like a fountain and periodically spits up. He is content, smiling and exploring the wonders of his movable fingers. The four year old is climbing on my legs. I have become a jungle gym. Later, he will run laps in the living room

Happy Birthday!

It isn't my birthday though. My six year old daughter wanted to be taken out for ice cream for her birthday. On the way to Culver's I had to get a document notarized and then hand it off to the UPS Store. There's no

Two Months of Blogging

Possibly three or more months by whenever this post goes live. In reality I’ve got some seven hundred+ posts dating back more than twenty years (I started in 2005. I refused to use Xanga. I signed up with Blogger.), but that includes several multi-year hiatuses. I‘m two months

Roast Duck

It’s not quite as spectacular as smoked duck, but it’s still worth having. The trick is to find a source for large ducks so that it is worth all the effort.

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