A long time ago, I spent time with my mom in research libraries looking at microfilm and microfiche, looking for records proving lineage. On one side of the tree we were building were real and true blood ties. On the other, the lineage of the man who adopted me as his own and gave me his family’s name. I grew up in a blended family. Both sides contain some of the best humans I have ever known.
Happy Christmas to all! And to all a good night!
Then he got an idea. An awful idea. The Grinch got a wonderful, awful idea!
Santa Claus Is Back In Town sung by Elvis Presley
The Venn diagram of the music I like and the music any other human likes will have some narrow overlap. My experience tells me you would rather tell me about the music you like. Anything I share in return is too weird. There a very few individuals who are as curious as I am. I adore them.
I’ve talked a lot about how music is a time-travel machine. Today what hit me while working The Re-Rip Project and the compilations of various EDM genres is how long I spent preferring electronic music at 120 BPM or faster. For about 15 years it was my thing. It seemed like a reasonable place to end up after listening to 80’s synth-pop, and a little Acid House, New Beat and Industrial.
I’m confused. If I meet the requirements to generate a passkey, why do I also need to enter a one-time password or confirm in an app on another device?
Seeing others work on their online presence inspires me. Have been looking over my stuff and fixing some details.
Signed some Christmas cards today. I swear a good third of them look like I have not mastered fine motor control or have not learned all of the letterforms—as I approach the sixth decade of signing my name.
Went to Apple to have them repair my iPhone. Have been living without the back camera for some time. But increasingly it was more and more troublesome. Thankfully, I was covered by AppleCare and it’s all over but the restore.