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Back in college, I had a part-time job as a clerk in the Biology Library. The blocks of time for student workers were after 5 or weekends, when the “real” librarians had time off and when the library was pretty quiet anyway. Because of the timing of my shifts, I was often in the building…
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In early January, we had chicken paprikash (tocana de pui in Romanian), and we told stories of Dave’s grandparents. A perfect evening. Dave’s grandfather gave us a cookbook, Pofta Buna, sold as a fundraiser by a Romanian Orthodox church in Cleveland, OH. It has recipes for chicken paprikash and other familiar foods. Dave’s grandparents, John…
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A show we’ve been watching on HBO for a few years had its final episode in its final season. It’s Treme, on HBO, focused on the people, the music, and the tribulations of a neighborhood in New Orleans after Katrina. It’s from the creators of The Wire, and has some similar themes (crumbling, ineffective bureaucracy,…
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I wish I’d written this myself. ….This New Year, I wish you more blank slates. May you have more blank white pages sitting in front you with your favorite pen nearby and at the ready. May you have blank screens in your code editor with your absolutely favorite color syntax highlighting. May your garage work…
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I’ve long loved Flickr. I’ve been a pro member for years and I have so far resisted the lure of Instagram, mostly out of loyalty. Yet, as I’ve switched from taking photographs on a digital camera to taking snapshots on my phone, I haven’t been updating Flickr as much as I used to. Somehow the…
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Sometimes people fancy themselves to have an inner compass or a true sense of direction. Sometimes they do. Part One – Wayfinding with Dad My dad fancied himself a preternatural woodsman. Someone who could enter the forest near our northwoods cottage and orient up and around rock outcrops, cedar thickets, and swamps. When we went…