Climbing at Quincy Quarries
One reason we moved to Boston was to be closer to the things we like to do. Yes, the Sierras are great, but at a minimum of 3 hours driving time from the SF Bay Area multiplied by the screaming infant...
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Yeah, the snow today was gorgeous. I walked to work this morning. As I crossed the BU Bridge I noticed a flock of ducks in the water in the lee of the railroad bridge. On the north side of the bridge...
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Don’t hit publish on the blog when you just want to save a draft. Big Builds are Bad. Software should be developed and distributed in small packages. Linux is successful due to things like apt, yum,...
View ArticleEchos of Erudition
Mr. Homer, My Ninth grade English teacher once made a point of describing the joy he felt on that day in Spring when you first notice the buds on the trees. I’d long forgotten that description until...
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Being able to function with little sleep is an essential skill for an Army Officer. You are never more aware of the style or quality of the pavement as when you are on Rollerblades. It rarely saves...
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One facet of returning to Boston after half my life away is dealing with the demons of High School. Not just my demons but those of my friends from my home town. Things we didn’t talk about then are...
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When summoned by the horseman’s cry from breaking fast and tending barns The Yeoman farmers trained response was to secure their ready arms The nineteenth dawn that April bore revealed a revolutionary...
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