Come sit around the campfire for more old web person stories. As it was when I landed on the web in 1993, I am always thinking about the making, the literal weaving as the master wrote, of the web. And how underneath it all, nearly always visible, if you can look, is a bunch of […]
I believe the old saying is true – “[Blogging] insanity is writing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results” like maybe someone actually reading it (?). But heck, I’m not in this for the clicks, it’s my blog, and I’ll retell it if I want to. It’s about a guitar I […]
Oh the swirl of blog post ideas I have organized merely as swirls in my brain… will have to wait. My calendar reminded me that May 2 was the birthday of my Dad, Morris Lee Levine, born this day in Newark, New Jersey in 1928… WHAT A MINUTE. That’s a typo, because my human sometimes […]
Here I go again. That darn crazy internet. One link catches sparkles my curiosity. I’ll just click and peek. I swear I won’t get distracted and start looking things up in weird archive. Just one more click… Two hours later I emerge from the rabbit hole smiling. And later I go back to where I […]
Apparently writers with orders of magnitude more readers than I are penning saga length whinging rage posts about how terrible technology is. Oh they keep moving the buttons on me! Teams Sucks. Google Search is junk. Technology is terrible. I don’t counter the disgust of bad software interfaces (oh reminds me I have a post […]
One major branch of my family loses a key limb yet many more now are now connected, growing. On Saturday, I made the journey down to that trouble some country that a one time was united, to drop into home town Baltimore to be a my Aunt Dorothy’s funeral. She was the last living of […]
Podcasting, it’s still a thing, eh? Everyone is doing them, posting them in their substa– no not everyone. But to play my old man internet card, I was rambling Podcasting Schmodcasting back when the people who would spin out the bird site were deep into making Odeo. I was recording with that bubble gum pack […]
I’m feeling that reach of my Dad’s smile, from across time. One of the best photos I spotted while visiting my sister in April was this gem of Dad holding his first son, my brother David. Could there be a more apt Dad smile? This is all more meaningful to note that my brother was […]
The stream of posts here trying to find the threads back my family stories is less about mourning and loss, but more of, to me, the importance of retelling stories of people and things that are no more. I waver if somehow I am getting some kind of cross wiring of James Bond movies, is […]
It’s meaningful to me even if “nobody” blogs anymore, these things still work as generators of potential serendipity. Earlier this year, I rummaged through some old photos, online databases, exploring what small shreds I could find about my mother’s brother, my Uncle Harvey. I have the barest warm glow shreds of memories his wife, my […]
