thoughts
Bad Moon Rising
This seems appropriate these days.
thoughts
This seems appropriate these days.
blogging
I'm writing one more post about social.lol/micro.blog/whateverthefuck and then I'm done. This stuff keeps rearing its ugly-ass head at regular intervals and I'm done with it. No more "indie web". No more "Fediverse". No more drama.
thoughts
Over the last several years, as my mother lost mobility and had a series of health problems, I’ve had to spend considerable amount of time and energy taking care of more and more things so she could maintain some semblance of independence in her house. Over that time her
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I’d love to take this off your hands. My phone number is xxx-xxx-xxxx. My name is Rick Nelson. It has historical remembrance to my life I can get it anytime in the next day or two. I’d love to get it put it back to use. This was
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I’ve backed myself into a bit of a quandary. In my desire to keep as many of my mom’s things out of the landfill as possible I’ve listed things on Craigslist and OfferUp that weren’t already being donated. The problem is that now my headspace is
family
I’ve got to say that clearing out a house of stuff that’s been around your whole life is very, very weird. I’m not exactly a nostalgic person so I’m not really sad about any of it. They’re just things, but they all represent people long
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I read two articles today that showed just how unhinged people are about “AI” right now. It was all doom and gloom, end of the world as we know it stuff. And absolutely ridiculous. I am so damned tired of AI hype. Jim VandeHei and Mike Allen of Axios report
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Note: this is a post from about a month ago on my “old” blog. Reposting here with some updates at the end due to feedback I had received on the post originally. I'm starting to understand the feelings of my online friends and acquaintances who are coming to