Daily-Column

And so a week passed and I said… lo… oh crap I promised myself I would write something. And of course my first thought goes to the geekiest of things, “hmm, I made a hugo blog which runs off pretty much flatfiles, I should write a blogging engine. Heck a CMS. Heck I can even think of a great punny name for it. Hmmm I should buy a domain…” I’m going to get myself into trouble with this, I’m sure. But it’s gotten the creative juices flowing a little bit to think of how I could get that ball rolling. Only now I’m not the young whipper-snapper who would just start coding, so I’m trying out some different markdown editors as a way to compare the competitive landscape before I push for my own to be built, so this is coming from inside Obsidian. And one of the things which is coming up is having a look over some old posts and seeing what’s still relevant to stay up, what needs to be dumped, and what has fallen prey to the web of broken links, so there’s some tidying up happening as I mentioned previously. ...

It’s going to take time to flex those writing muscles again. I need to figure out what to do with this space. I’ve not touched it in so long, it’s almost imposing to have to think about where to take it and where I want to go with it. The era of personal blogs is over; there’s no one out there publishing personal pieces without some motivation to be an influencer or an ulterior angle on what a web-exposed ‘diary’ of sorts would be. ...

Hey so remember when 2020 started and the nation was on fire and we’d just had 2 years of severe drought and we thought, how screwed are we? None so screwed. Only then, February rolled around, and so did some ex-tropical storms bringing half a decade’s worth of rain to be the saviour, and whilst it was wet, lo, it was also good. Only then, we kinda realised all this time we’d been thinking about our petty little problems in this country, and China had given a heads up about some bad stuff going down with some people who were getting sick in new and novel ways. And so it was that we learned of coronaviruses, and this how this one was to be called SARS-CoV-2, and the thing it caused was COVID-19, and oh heck we just called it coronavirus and stopped drinking that beer. ...

I went to link to this today, because I thought it was hilarious and insightful and speaks to something within me as a frequent traveller: “The Illustrated Encyclopedia of Sleeping Positions on a Plane” from The Washington Post - and since I found it especially perfect a post, I thought I’d put it here on my blog. And then I got to thinking: I have a whole lot of links here… how many still live to this day? ...

Three and a half years ago, in a fit of madness, I decided I had enough of having free time, and signed up to go back to university for an MBA. Boy, did I underestimate how much time that would take up. Even more so than that, I didn’t think of how much might change between starting & finishing that degree. And change it did. Just over three years ago, I met someone - talking to her on a whim, taking the chance, and found myself entranced. I’ve mentioned obliquely here about her, but truly, she became a part of my world in a way that I’d never thought I would encounter. The other half of my soul I didn’t even realise was missing. She is passionate, caring, filled with humour and hope and a drive that pushes me to be better and do more than ever. She is an embodiment of what I hope people would be more like; I’m besotted by my love for her. ...