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Observations from a week in Europe

Some conveniences/inconveniences on traveling through Europe for a week.
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Exit Series – Cultural Criticism

One Saturday I find myself walking these streets that I have known intimately for almost 3 years now. 17th street leading to Locust leading to 18th to Sansom and eventually to Joseph Fox Books which is where I’m headed right now. This is a pretty elongated route to get to the bookstore from my place […]
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Exit Series – Surprise

Outside, a thunderstorm has slowly gained momentum and I, unbeknownst to its advances, step out of a bookstore realizing I am not carrying an umbrella. I have been walking the city, examining and observing it. A few blocks down from the bookstore C and I get caught in the storm and I, having a laptop in […]
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2016 – Numbers and Thoughts

Overall 2016 was a good year for me. Here are some thoughts on stuff that happened and what I’ve learned from all of it.
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Podcasts

I have started getting into podcasts again.
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Building Habits

Building Habits: notes on the Habit Loop model I’ve been thinking a lot about lately.
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Some Thoughts on Using the iPhone

I’ve been using the iPhone 6S for about six months now. I made the switch from a Google Nexus 5 which was, in my opinion, the best Android phone to have come out in its time. With Google better defining and standardizing their material design philosophy it’s a great time to switch over to Android. Over […]
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The Gap in Learning Code and Building with Code

A post about what I feel is missing from “learn to code” services – one reason why new coders get frustrated.
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What I’ve Learned in One Week of Zero Carbs

What I’ve Learned in One Week of Zero Carbs – Constantly hungry, but feeling pretty great.
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Misadventures in Creativity

So as not to be the martyred slave of routine, plan adventure, plan pleasure, plan pandemonium, as you wish; but plan, plan secretly and without respite.
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62/ City of Traffic City moving as a force of its 62/ City of Traffic City moving as a force of its own. Swarms of stress and noise parading at a glacial pace. Anger as currency exchanged from behind closed windows and people calling bluffs of their own. The heat melts both mind and metal but the chorus carries on. . . . #100CitiesFromMemory #the100dayproject
61/ City of Sunsets Beset with exploding colors c 61/ City of Sunsets Beset with exploding colors city of sunsets shines but for a minute awaiting its inevitable demise into the dark summer night. . . . #100CitiesFromMemory #the100dayproject
60/ City of Last Evenings All thought settles int 60/ City of Last Evenings All thought settles into the corners of the mind like a suddenly silenced child now confused and intrigued all at once. They say, on some days, say a cool summer evening, there is a moment when all birds suddenly stop chirping, quiet down into an eerie silence so vivid as if it were their last evening and they were soaking it all up in a moment of silence. . . . #100CitiesFromMemory #the100dayproject
59/ City of Stories All the world's antiquitated, 59/ City of Stories All the world's antiquitated, dispirited, and forlorn congregate alone in ramshackle dive bars drinking old beer over older memories lamenting the years gone by reading, writing, waiting for something to happen that could fill, briefly, the gaps in their own life stories. . . . #100CitiesFromMemory #the100dayproject
58/ City of Busy Bees Hanging on to the periphery 58/ City of Busy Bees Hanging on to the periphery of our programmed days we cross time off in chunks, steadily heading towards a collective mental doom as we await those days where we gather in groups like bees in a hive, and forget, momentarily, the downward drag of our lives. . . . #100CitiesFromMemory #the100dayproject
57/ City of Lucidity Nights transform into days a 57/ City of Lucidity Nights transform into days and days into nights until you've lost track of time and space itself, and you keep on carrying on lucid in the face of life. . . . #100CitiesFromMemory #the100dayproject
56/ City of the Fallen Walking about in an induce 56/ City of the Fallen Walking about in an induced haze, in a daze I could not erase from memory, from the good stuff, the bright and shiny stuff. Now a little roll and a swipe and a ready stiff alight and won't you stay for a bit, for a little hit, journey with to where they say you get to let go of yourselves if only you look for the signs. . . . #100CitiesFromMemory #the100dayproject
55/ City of Readers Noses stuffed deep into their 55/ City of Readers Noses stuffed deep into their thousand-page books they walk around here with a certain impunity. All talk is of the latest releases and proliferations in the gossip columns. Fiction is a must and reality often turns disputed territory. Most here can never get through cover to cover. Some just stick to the margins. . . . #100CitiesFromMemory #the100dayproject
54/ City of Bylanes City filtering through into b 54/ City of Bylanes City filtering through into bylanes like tangents in our summer conversations ambling on rooftops and gin effacing, yet so sure of the world. . . . #100CitiesFromMemory #the100dayproject
53/ City of Spies Living in high alert in a city 53/ City of Spies Living in high alert in a city full of hidden nooks and crannies all conspiring to spy on you when you look the other way. Where open doors alternate us between bliss and abyss and a scent of suspicion leaves us meeting secretly in the shadows of clandestine rooms. . . . #100CitiesFromMemory #the100dayproject
52/ City of Fire I grew up in a city on fire. So 52/ City of Fire I grew up in a city on fire. Some days it was the sun, some days the neighbors. The heat demanded a piece of you, possessing you in impossible waves. The air, rabid with particles, hung low like a prison. On my good days, I found respite in walks near the tombs, dust-gathering tributes erected to our fratricidal kings and their empires of loot. . . . #100CitiesFromMemory #the100dayproject
51/ City of Expanse City as an endless expanse. 51/ City of Expanse City as an endless expanse. Everything stretches beyond the imaginations of the mind. All endings here are beginnings, all borders doors to someplace new. . . . #100CitiesFromMemory #the100dayproject
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