resurrection
i finally got around to standing this beast back up. still missing posts from <2006. geeky, but clever trick: imported posts from archive.org’s snapshot of this blog’s rss feed. prefer et obdura: dolor hic tibi proderit olim.
gwx plans made
headed to gwx (geowoodstock 10) with my girlfriend. i had a couple people ask what the hell i was talking about. it’s a geocaching “mega event.” geocaching.com describes geocaching as “a real-world outdoor treasure hunting game. players try to locate hidden containers, called geocaches, using gps-enabled devices and then share their experiences online.” as i said before…
iodine
having played with nstx and some predecessors, i recently ran across iodine. a quite refined pile of bits, this should give any general enterprise it manager an aneurysm. consider… 802.1x generally requires _some_ dns resolution. and in most cases (small sample set), those are also caching recursive resolvers.
shouldn’t it be simple?
shouldn’t it just be, “requires a warrant?”
rate of change
with updates less frequently than hailey’s comet (how ’bout that dated reference), i’ve left a couple people wondering if i’m still alive. yes, i’m still alive. while this blog ended up chronicling my reflux/barrett’s, that’s not really the life i live day-to-day. to assuage any concerns: my scope and biopsies came back with a reduction in inflammation (expected) and…
the waiting game
i’m impatient. generally, but also in this specific case: i hate waiting for pathology reports. my gastroenterologist took (his words) “lots and lots of biopsies,” this morning and expects them to be back from pathology in 2-4 weeks. quick update on the scope: this is my nth scope, where n represents “lots and lots.” (10? 15?) i knew…
another year another scope
i’m scheduled to get an esophageal scope on monday. the only appointment they had was at 8am, in the fremont district of seattle. getting to fremont by 8 means waking up at 5am or so. i expect to be fully comatose for the balance of the day. yes, it really has been well over a…
the hospital rule
a friend of mine one suggested a rule to determine when you might consider not taking a risk. the basic rule (paraphrased) is: if you would be embarrassed describing how you got hurt to the medical personnel treating you, you should seriously reconsider your actions. last night, i conspired to violate the hospital rule: with a straight…