This weekend my son Bryan, friends (former scouts from Philmont days)
Sam and Preston and friend Jack went on an canoe trip down the
Shenandoah river. We were only dumped in the river by two of the two
rapids we encountered. More on that below.
This is written primarily as a personal reflection to my cousin
about us both winding up with tons of family “stuff”.
Secondarily it is intended for a family newsletter. Tertiarily,
for my sons to document snippets of family history, and lastly
(quarternarily ?) it is written as an “open letter”.
I’ve got some extreme social distancing going on this weekend. It
requires gear. Might involve a mountain or two. Loaded up the
pack and put it on. Feels good! There may be rain, but
The windows desktop has (had? I don’t pay attention) icons labeled
“My Computer”. I always thought that was odd, or at least very
often out of context as many (most?) instances of Windows ran on
machines at people’s jobs. They didn’t own the computer. It was
not “My Computer”.
Similarly, Apple has a long history of asserting they know what’s
best for other people and their computers. The last time I had to
go to “The Apple Store” all I wanted was a power cable. I wanted
the part, I wanted to pay, I wanted to get out. But,
characteristically, the “experts” there (what does that say about
their view of their customers) wanted to engage me, to “have a
conversation”, talk to me about warranties and if I qualified, they
wanted to wast my time (more valuable than my money) on their
agenda. Apple software is the same way. Not “My Computer”.
One dark and stormy night I broke my DNS. I decided to move
beyond /etc/resolv.conf and see what demons (daemons?) were
lurking under the hood. “Its complicated.” This is the story of
understanding, debugging and fixing it.
The a few days after that on Fosstodon (open source distributed social
media) I came across the https://100daystooffload.com/ challenge
which, basically encourages you to “just write”. Good timing.
Here it is.
And to get away from it all tonight we played (well, continued) a game
of Civilization: Famine, Strife, Civil War, Flood,
Earthquakes, Volcanoes, but strangely no epidemic (yet).
There are some amazing online singing events happening now around
the world: Denmark, Australia, Nashville, etc. I want to highlight
a couple examples of that to add brightness to these dark times.
Human beings have an unquenchable desire to live in community.
Singing has always been an expression of that. Modern technology
has enabled it.
Getting started in life is harder right now. I have two college age
sons who both just finished up their year with online classes, and
both are home now. In “normal” times they would be working summer jobs or participating
in other activities that would help them advance toward their chosen
careers. Jobs may or may not happen. Even getting out of the house
may not happen much. These are weird times.