Recursive Words
The life and times of a work-from-home software and web developer as he fights a house, four women, two cats, idiocy, apathy and procrastination on an almost daily basis.
Category: Life
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When I write for the blog, the words have recently started out in a note taking application called “Obsidian”. I like it primarily because it writes in plain text. When starting a new post, I invariable name the file with the date, and then the name of th When I write for the blog, the…
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I fell down an internet rabbit hole this week. After posting my frustrations with Substack’s increasingly steep slide towards becoming a walled garden, a number of people got in touch – relating their annoyance too. I fell down an internet rabbit hole this week. After posting my frustrations with Substack’s increasingly steep slide towards becoming…
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Everybody else went to bed some time ago. I’m sitting in the dark of the junk room, bathed in the light of the desk lamps while Billy Joel plays the piano and sings. Everybody else went to bed some time ago. I’m sitting in the dark of the junk room, bathed in the light of…
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As the weekend ebbs away and a new week approaches, you find me sitting in the junk room, listening to music, and attempting to shut the rest of the world out for at least a little while. As the weekend ebbs away and a new week approaches, you find me sitting in the junk room,…
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After several days of seemingly endless struggling, I started to make progress today. After several days of seemingly endless struggling, I started to make progress today. I’ve spent the last two days pulling swathes of example programming to pieces – not so much asking “does it work”, as much as “how does it work?”. Using…
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Today marked the beginning of perhaps a long journey into the unknown – learning something entirely new – or new to me at least. Today marked the beginning of perhaps a long journey into the unknown – learning something entirely new – or new to me at least. I’ve been busy reading documentation all day…
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I asked an artificially intelligent machine learning algorithm to draw a concept art character of a 50 year old software developer sitting in a room full of old computer hardware (so essentially, a pretend alter-ego of myself). I asked an artificially intelligent machine learning algorithm to draw a concept art character of a 50 year…
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While sitting here in the dark of the junk room, bathed in the light of lamps that stand on either end of the desk, a server farm somewhere is having a quiet heart attack – having received every blog post I’ve written since 2003. While sitting here in the dark of the junk room, bathed…
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Do you ever get to the end of the weekend, and wonder not only where it went, but also what you spent it doing? Last night I sat in bed, wondering exactly that – trying to piece the weekend back together in my head. Do you ever get to the end of the weekend, and…
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I’ve been meaning to write something all week – somehow each time I sit down at the computer, something happens to either distract or divert me. I’ve been meaning to write something all week – somehow each time I sit down at the computer, something happens to either distract or divert me. Never mind. I’m…