Life Plans

As I get older it’s clear that I still struggle with one of life’s lessons and that’s that making a plan for your life is a loser’s bet.

On Being Halfway Dead

I’ve been thinking about mortality recently. This has not been something that entered my mind for most of my life, like most I felt largely invincible and indestructible for most of my life. Then, when I turned 40, I concluded that I was probably more than half way to being dead.

Making Things

My entire professional career is based on a fact that was largely unimaginable to my parent’s generation. I get paid to create software which, outside of the storage media that hold it or its representation in computer memory as 1’s and 0’s, has no physical presence in the world. I get paid for making something that exists as an abstraction running in a computer. That is a very, very bizarre thing.

Memory Clings

I don’t have many memories before, roughly, first grade or about five or six years old. More accurately, I do have a few, but they are definitely very episodic and disconnected. I don’t know if this is a characteristic of a developing long term memory or perhaps I lacked a very interesting life to connect those first five years.

I don’t have many memories before, roughly, first grade or about five or six years old. More accurately, I do have a few, but they are definitely very episodic and disconnected. I don’t know if this is a characteristic of a developing long term memory or perhaps I lacked a very interesting life to connect those first five years.