Author archives: Mike
Crashing through to the end of chapter 1 (Getting to the point where I need to print it out...)
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Design Theory.
Couldn't bring myself to work on programming stuff again tonight. Instead I sat down and forced myself to write the rest of chapter one. That takes me to the end of the section on perception. The text is still quite rough, but it covers the major points that need to be covered.
I'm finding trying ...
Flight 93
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Vindaloo.
The crater rises above you
Men labouring long hours
Couldn't raise such walls
That rose in a moment
From across the field
It was a grass-covered hill
But here is where it fell
Faster than men are meant to fly
Look back along its path
To the open sky from which it came
It streaked ...
Sleep descends disquietly (Comes back for a rematch a few hours later...)
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Snaking.
Rather a slow start today. Got up on time, but didn't sleep particularly well. By the time I'd sat down to work I realised I just wasn't clear-headed enough to be charging anyone for my work. 3 hours of napping later it's already dark out, but at least I feel like I could write a ...
Cousins you've never known (Family gatherings...)
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Vindaloo.
Went to a family gathering this afternoon. The root of the tree gathering is three brothers, one of whom was my grandfather, all of whom are now dead. Probably 20 people, of whom we only knew 6 or 7, with none of those coming from our generation (though I use "our generation" loosely there, the ...
I Remember
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Vindaloo.
For years I never knew
Whether they were blue
And I was wrong
That they were grey
Or that they were grey
And I was wrong
That they were blue
But these last few nights
I lie awake and see them
Somewhere between those colours
And I remember you
A few shots from the party (Still working on the best settings for very-low-light operation)
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Vindaloo.
Most of the shots I took at the party turned out fairly poorly, either they were washed out (flash) or very dim/blurry (no flash). Oh well, some day I'll get that all worked out and be able to take images in low-light situations without losing 90% of the pictures to blur.I've spent the bulk ...
End of an Era (Christmas dinners at the Greenhams are no more...)
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Vindaloo.
Just got back from visiting the folks. We went down to attend the last Christmas dinner at the Greenham's place. Was wonderful to see all the crowd from when we were growing up.
Need to get warmed up and get started on working now.
Unwrapped Peeking
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Vindaloo.
I shouldn't have peeked
But they weren't wrapped yet
I was giving them
I should be allowed to look
But now I want to keep them
In case they're not wanted
Will lie unread unloved
But I force myself to wrap them
Hope it means I chose them well
Safe Across the Table
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Vindaloo.
I'll never know them
But they seemed nice
Across the chips and coins
Breezing through my life
Familiar in a few moments
Cracking jokes within an hour
We shared a single night of games
Played around a coffee table
Is likely all we'll ever share
Yet something calls me to them
And I mistrust its ...
On Nothing Being Said
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Vindaloo.
The look is strange
I feel ashamed
That my words are so dull
No great truths
Laid out before her feet
I want to appologise
Sit quietly
Find something to say
Anything
To win her or win her away
Mike C. Fletcher, the VRPlumber, is a philosopher of design turned computer programmer based in Toronto, Canada. He works primarily in the Python programming language, and maintains a large number of Open Source software packages. You can reach him at: mcfletch@vrplumber.com.