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Curtis Jones

God-fearing, mountain-climbing, software engineer.

📍 Atlanta, GA https://curtisjones.com

Happy New Year's!

I'm writing this New Year's post in late November because my scheduled posts are backed up that far. Mr. Beast's "Hi me in 10 years" idea got me thinking about a digital time capsule, a note for the future, even if I'd never watch the man's videos.

Happy New Year's!

You're Running a Race (a riddle of sorts)

A riddle for your friends: you're running a race and you pass the person in 2nd place. What place are you in now? Every single person in my family has answered this incorrectly.

You're Running a Race (a riddle of sorts)

WTF is a Thunderbolt?

WTF is a Thunderbolt, and why is everyone pretending it's an acceptable word? Thunder is a sound. It is not a bolt. Lightning comes in bolts. How is everyone okay with this?

WTF is a Thunderbolt?

PayPal Fail

It seems PayPal took a list of states, sorted them alphabetically, then converted them to two-letter abbreviations, which are no longer in alphabetical order. State names and state abbreviations don't always sort identically. Now you know.

Swap On!

My VPS kept freezing the moment I published a Ghost post, and support swore no one else had issues. Turns out MySQL was eating all the RAM on a box with swap disabled by default. So: enable swap, and don't forget the fstab entry so it survives a reboot.

The Vision Pro I Want

Apple could build the Vision Pro I actually want today: no front screen, no AR, no battery, no wireless. Just a light, comfortable headset that projects my monitor over a Thunderbolt cable. That alone would let them ship the headless, portable computer I'd really pay for.

The Vision Pro I Want

License to Trim

I've always found it baffling that haircutting is licensed by the state. A chat with a forty-year barber sent me down the history: Minnesota in 1897, fears of "barber's itch," and mostly economic gatekeeping against immigrant competition. If you don't like your cut, go elsewhere.

License to Trim

One Time, Long Ago…Cheez-It

After a 70-mile bike ride I rewarded myself with a box of Cheez-Its from Walmart. Soon my lips puffed up like a bee sting. I wrote it off, until it happened again. I phoned the number on the box, couldn't surrender the evidence (I'd eaten it), and never bought them there again.

One Time, Long Ago…Cheez-It

Unexpected Advent Reading

10:58am, two minutes to church. Pastor: "Curtis, are you guys ready for this?" Me: "Ready for what?" Turns out it was our family's turn for the Advent reading, per an email I never saw. It went fine. The kids were thrilled to light a candle.

Unexpected Advent Reading

Children and Communion

If the minister fences the table against unbelievers, why do we also exclude the baptized children of believers? Looking into paedocommunion sent me back to 1 Corinthians 11, where context, as always, is key, and one-off proof-verse hermeneutics is the constant danger.

Children and Communion

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