Linux, musical road-dogging, and daily life by Paul W. Frields
 
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Not getting it, Part 36.

My friend Christopher (possibly the de facto king of thoughtful geeky Christian libertarian blogging) asked me to blog this response to some email he sent me: Wow, that article is one of the most prima facie ignorant pieces I’ve read on free software and open source in quite some time. …

Clown Prince of Pizza.

Here he is in all his manic, third-birthday glory — our little man Ethan: Tonight we’re taking him out for pizza (and maybe a balloon or two). Grandma and Grandpa will be joining us too… Then back to the homestead for presents, cake, and tranquilizer darts! (Gotta kill that sugar …

Reality check.

On the other hand, Christopher, here’s a few things John C. Dvorak misses in his ill-informed screed against the OLPC laptop. I note he didn’t have any qualms about running ahead with his article, which doesn’t seem to be a time-sensitive issue piece, having not talked to MIT’s Nicholas Negroponte …

Gadget.

Doing my part to boost the number of women in technical fields… The other night, my daughter picked up a book of assembly programming I had laying on an endtable for later perusal, and started reading it. I don’t think she understood much of it, but I honestly can’t be …

On the road again.

Out in Salt Lake City this week, I have a chance to catch up with some friends from work, many of whom I haven’t seen — gosh, in years. I get to bang on some Linux related stuff all day, such as writing some Python code. I use “code” very …

Remember, remember.

No, not because of Guy Fawkes, about whom I was well aware long before V for Vendetta, but because it’s our wedding anniversary. Eleven years later and she’s still the one against whom I measure all others. You’re the greatest, E! Since Sunday is a terrible night for an outing, …

Dive into travel.

(Cached on disk since Tuesday evening, just got online to post it tonight.) It’s been an extraordinarily long time, relatively speaking, since I last posted, but I swear, Dear Reader, that it’s only because I was trapped under something heavy, called WORKLOAD. It’s a heartless monster that spirits you away …