The Bunker: Monday 13th June, 2016
Monday, December 16, 2024
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Monday, December 16, 2024
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Sunday, December 15, 2024
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I’m currently listening to A Charlie Brown Christmas (Expanded Edition) by Vince Guaraldi Trio. I love this soundtrack and the associated Peanuts TV special. I’ll be watching it again this year. π
My wife: βI went into the bedroom to get my phone, now I canβt remember what I wanted it for.β
Me: βCount it as one less thing to do.β
Saturday, December 14, 2024 β
I’m sitting by myself at home listening to a Windham Hill Christmas Collection.
Saturday, December 14, 2024
Iβm talking here of my online life. Over the years I have tried various Read Later services, in the process building up a veritable library of articles that I donβt have time to read right now and so will put aside, neatly categorized, ready to be read later. In time that list gets too long despite my best attempts at working through the articles, so I declare bankruptcy and delete everything or prune the articles, keeping those that I must have and to…read later.
Saturday, December 14, 2024
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Friday, December 13, 2024
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Friday, December 13, 2024
On the north shore of the Hawaii island of Maui, in the middle of a field that sits on the edge of cliffs dropping down into the waters of the Pacific Ocean, sits a small rectangular brick building that I call The Bunker. I have no idea of its original usage. Whatever that was, it now sits empty and its walls have become a canvas for unknown artists, at least unknown to me.
Thursday, December 12, 2024 β
I’m sitting outside working.
First I hear the rain approaching from a distance, falling on nearby trees, rattling them like tracing paper,
Getting closer…
Passing overhead…
Moved on now…
Leaving just the sound of the water trickling down the downpipes.
The air cleared…awaiting the next burst.
Thursday, December 12, 2024
Our next door neighbours have a field of probably two acres that is very overgrown. As an example of how overgrown it is, the field is also home to a cow and two sheep. There are times when it is not possible to see them. In fact unless they are walking by the hedge bordering our house, we donβt see them. Initially there were two white sheep and a cow. The sheep stuck together and the cow became a bit of a loner.
Thursday, December 12, 2024 β
πΆ Christmas Time is Here πΆ
Tuesday, December 10, 2024 β
π«° Things change. After a few days of beautiful, still weather, Maui winter weather at its best, we now have wind and horizontal rain.
Tuesday, December 10, 2024 β
π«° Things change. After a few days of beautiful, still weather, Maui winter weather at its best, we now have wind and horizontal rain.
Monday, December 9, 2024
Last year around this time, following Hemispheric Viewsβs podcast, Dual of the Defaults, many people shared their own default apps. Rob Knight curated them.
I was not one of those people, but with this year approaching its end and with some revisiting the status of their defaults from last year, I thought that I would right that wrong. So here are my App Defaults.
I said to myself that it would not happen again, that I am happy withwhere I have laid my hat, but here I am doing my periodic tryout of Mastodon apps. Iβm checking out web based clients as well.
The Mastodon iOS app has improved a lot since I last used it.
Saturday, December 7, 2024 β
Finished reading: More Days at the Morisaki Bookshop by Satoshi Yagisawa π
Saturday, December 7, 2024
We have been going through a very dry spell on Maui. Being winter, the weather has been lovely to experience. Cool mornings, warm days, clear skies, no wind. Thereβs a little nip to a breeze and a reminder of the season when I step into the shade. Last night it broke. I woke up in the early hours and through the open windows heard a sound outside that sounded vaguely familiar.
Saturday, December 7, 2024 β
This morning’s partial rainbow οΏΌπ
All I want for Christmas is the use of a remote cabin, half way up a mountain.
Give me the key, show me the way, and Iβll see you in the New Year.