Author archives: Mike
Business Plans (and SSL)
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Snaking.
Couldn't get the Twisted.spread server to work when using SSL, but it works fine with bald TCP. Burned far too long on that today. Got Shane hooked up on the VoIP system, which was good. He seemed very happy when he just plugged it in and everything worked.
After I got fed up with "connection ...
Water Clocks
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Vindaloo.
Father, so like me
We seem to never talk
Who never writes or calls
We should be sides
Of a single stream
But little things
Meaning
Nothing
Come between
Drifting through precious time
Alone
Casting all about
For the right place to stand
We'll run the water of the clock
Dry if neither makes it ...
Wings of my Heart
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Vindaloo.
There are corners
Let's be honest
There are entire wings
Of my heart
Where I do not go
Remembering
What last happened
Years ago
Bricked up in those rooms
Forgotten
Are those I loved too dearly
Held too close
Let see my inner tears
Without guards
As a fool in love will do
Trusting
Until ...
Black Circles in Blue
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Vindaloo.
It's not that they were blue
Clear and constant skies
Focused and perfect
Open and aware
It's that for a moment
They seemed to look at me
How parties were meant to be (Long, loud, full of laughter and deep conversations...)
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Vindaloo.
The party for Lara's return was, IMO, a success. Lots of people, lots of people meeting new people. The coconut rice pudding worked quite well, (but I messed up the milk one as I thought it was far too wet and compensated... it was bone dry by the time it finished cooking. Oh well.) The ...
Fresh Cleaned Floor
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Vindaloo.
Lie here with me
On the fresh cleaned floor
Listen to the humming house
Quiet in the folding dark
Stare out the open window
On chill winter's sky
Hold my calloused hand
Or let me touch your softest hair
Let the starlight bathe us
As pine hangs in the air
Faded Demons
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Vindaloo.
Normally they are warped splendour
Twisted wreckage of the day
Piled on articles from papers
Digested and forgotten long ago
Forms disolve to truths and passions
Love pokes out from every door
Reality folds ten dimensions
Into our cosy carpet on a floor
Yet last night they wimpered
Rooms merely rooms
All just places for ...
Shell Between
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Vindaloo.
The design is elegant
Not seen day to day
Elongated form
Little extra mass
Throat gently curved
Well detailed
Nape smoothed into crown
Traces on the surface
Ripples in hard metal
Hiding the machinery
Or exposing it
Your mind knows
But doesn't tell your heart
She must be within
Turning an unexpected corner
Arching back ...
Social nova bomb on time (Wasn't just a drop in, tour, and drop out thing...)
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I'd thought the housewarming this afternoon, an 'open house', was just a drop in, chat for a few minutes, and then head out thing. It was, instead, a fully-fledged party, with 30 or 40 people, enormous amounts of food, etceteras. Lasted well into the evening (started around noon). Good times, most of the people there ...
One of those lovely quotes (Brendan is always good for a few...)
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Brendan, being a historian by trade and having a prodigious memory to boot, always has fun little tidbits, and this one has been kicking around in my head for a bit:
A grey idealogue fronting for a party of loons
which is actually a quote by a political leader in Canada describing what he doesn't ...
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.