Alright, y’all… Came through it like a boss. Sore as heck, but I’m feeling okay. If all goes well, home Friday afternoon. For those wondering, got a quadruple bypass. ❤️🩹 But I’ve got a new lease on life.
Alright, y’all… Came through it like a boss. Sore as heck, but I’m feeling okay. If all goes well, home Friday afternoon. For those wondering, got a quadruple bypass. ❤️🩹 But I’ve got a new lease on life.
📷 Day 30: Solitude.
Alright, y’all. Tomorrow’s photo challenge has been queued. It’s time for this dude to go offline and head outside to be thankful for a beautiful day and the many blessing I have. I’ll be back in a couple of weeks. ✌🏻❤️
Of course, me being me, I’m wrestling with the urge of spinning up a self-hosted, single-user Mastodon instance again. I’m kind of missing it. I think I’ll sit on that idea for a month and see how I feel about it at the end of July.
📷 Day 29: Winding.
📷 Day 28: Ephemeral.
I just spun up a virtualization of macOS 26 Tahoe with UTM. I have to say I’m not as taken aback by the new look as I thought I was going to be. There are still some things to explore, however…
📷 Day 27: Collective.
Today is my last day in the office for almost three months. I’ve turned over all my duties to others and cleaned the junk out of my desk. In a way, it almost feels like I’m leaving to go somewhere else. It’s kind of a strange feeling.
📷 Day 26: Bridge.
I just brewed a cup of coffee without putting my mug under the filter. Nice. Clearly, I’m a little distracted today…
I’ve begun cross-posting to my original Mastodon.social account again. If you want to connect over there, give a follow. Yeah, I just couldn’t stay away from Mastodon…
📷 Day 25: Decay.
📷 Day 24: Bloom.
📷 Day 23: Fracture.
📷 Day 22: Hometown.
Robert Birming (@birming) called me out to respond to his inaugural Micro.blog Question Challenge yesterday. How could I say no to such an interesting way to share a little about myself?
📷 Day 21: Silhouette.
📷 Day 20: Gather.
Since we’re on the topic of Punk, I think I’m going to start a new band once I’m recovered. I miss playing music to a live crowd, and I have a feeling my creative priorities will have a shift over the next few months. This one is filed away for later action…