sometimes you get lucky and the gods smile down on you when you walk out the front door and there’s a beautiful sunset with the weirdest light that makes the air feel thick, like you could cut it with a knife. And then you go on to a rad evening that ends in the weirdest way possible, babies and nazis and flat tires, oh my. Just sayin’:
some photos, just sort of random and nice, especially that last one.
I’m getting ready to go on a big ol’ trip to Egypt, as most of my friends know. And, well, I have a confession to make: I love lists. They’re the only kind of organization I really ever use or need. My lists, they take care of me. Shot lists and set lists and tasks that need to be done. There is one kind of list that is nearer and dearer to me than any other though: The Packing List.
I know I’m way behind, so sue me. I don’t know, I’ve been kinda depressed. Luckily, I seem to be doing better right now. It’s 4:15 in the morning and I feel fine.
Went to this three(four?) weeks ago, and it was actually a pretty good time. The talks were a little on the basic side, I think because a lot of the heavy hitters in the OKC tech scene were absent (I’m looking at you, Grant). I gave three talks, and in one, it turned out my audience knew more about the subject than I did, so I got to learn some things.
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