All posts tagged: "blogging"

Not Not Writing

I understand that you probably get a little bit worried when I don’t post here for a while. But as the tens of you who read this blog have probably already surmised, it’s been a busy couple of weeks. Usually that would mean plenty of fodder for posting in this space — race reports, travel photos, and hobby updates — but alas, I’ve been finding that the few spare moments I’ve had have been almost exclusively consumed with other little projects. Three weeks ago I dropped a couple random web comics into this feed and disappeared… but in the meantime I’ve run two major races, planted my garden, came into possession of a pretty slick new running watch, had a minor (but measurable) breakthrough in my violin studies, and launched a whole new side project involving those same web comics, which now has it’s own blog, instagram account, and twitter feed all of which have already started generating more traffic in a few weeks than this sixteen year old blog. I owe you an update, but let me get my feet under me first.

7 Jun 02017 | asides & shorts | blogger

blogger | fatherhood 

10 May 02017 | 6 minutes of your time

Even though I’m not a chef I probably think way too much about cooking. And blogging.

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blogger 

25 Apr 02017 | 3 minutes of your time

It bugs me that I can’t seem to muster up the inspiration to write much here lately.

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blogger | fatherhood 

7 Apr 02017 | 4 minutes of your time

No more just writing about fatherhood when I had nothing else to say?

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running 

7 Feb 02017 | 3 minutes of your time

…. at one point I wrote a lot more about running.

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Social Media Update

If you don’t see me posting on the socials for a while, don’t be too alarmed. We’ve had a falling out, social media and I. I don’t want to be one of those guys who stomps his feet, picks up the ball and storms off saying that I don’t want to play anymore. (I guess one can’t help appearing that way.) But as I slouch into my 40s I get that feeling like Facebook and Twitter and all their ilk are like great lumbering beasts sharting out great hypnotizing clouds of faux news and belching giant isolating thought bubbles and that every time I visit, every time I post, every interaction I have with one of those services I’m feeding that damn beast, shoving bits of undeserved food into their maws while the world suffers through misinformation and sinks deeper into that brave new world, a soma-coma of rot, of feelings overtaking truths, perceptions overpowering evidence. It’s left me feeling sad and overwhelmed, like trying to hold back a tsunami with a little plastic pail on the beach. So, my little vacations over and lacking anything more interesting to share with you there for a while, instead I’m going to focus on a social media thought machine I can control: this blog. I’ll lurk on the other sites, a little, but don’t expect much else more me for a while.

Paused Feets

It’s been almost exactly six months since I started the whole “Head over Feets” blog effort and –despite the wonderful, if modest, support from you all, and thank each of you for that– I’ve decided over the last few days that I need to pull the plug. At least for now. Maybe permanently, but just for now to just step back, unplug, unpublish, and stop posting anywhere else but on this blog-proper. It’s not about my readers & followers. It’s not about social media sharing clashing with brash social marketing. It’s not about the sport or the fitness or the goals or the purpose of why I started it in the first place. What it comes down to, complexly and with very blurry edges actually, is that I’m fighting with some deep and irreconcilable frustrations stemming out of this place that I call home, these trails that I run, and the simple notion that what I often write and share blossoms from a deep, foundational love of writing about those things. But then I was out for a walk in my park this afternoon. And despite my rational brain, despite knowing that it’s just a blurry problem with two sides, just thinking about these things and knowing that they represent something so much bigger than grass or asphalt or trees, walking my dog in the place that was supposed to be my happy-place, it made me literally vibrate with rage. Exasperation. A mania that I could feel pressing on the inside of my skull. And doing what I do means it’s difficult to openly write how I really feel– but then also I can’t lie to you and pretend I don’t feel it. When I do write here, I write here to be additive to the culture of a place or an idea. But I can’t do that when I feel the exact opposite of love for this place. I can’t knowingly add to something I’m not sure I believe in anymore. So, until I work that out, until I find a way to contribute and still sleep at night, well… I guess I’ll see you on the trails.

Happy Blog-i-versary… to me.

So, yeah. Fifteen years ago today I sat down in front of a computer much clunkier and much less fancy than the one I’m writing this on to write some other words you probably haven’t read or should read or don’t care if you ever read now. Fifteen years ago I used my cheap-ass dial-up internet to upload a few paragraphs of text formatted into crude HTML blocks on a plain, boring page coded and connected and delivered via an FTP connection. Fifteen years ago I was sitting on the floor of a bachelor pad apartment, lost in Vancouver, pondering a soon-to-start new job and doing so using this wacky new trend called blogging. Fifteen years ago today the first dribs and drabs of this blog were conceived and born and published and maybe even read. Fifteen years. Yup. That’s all.

20 Apr 02016 | asides & shorts | blogger

life happens 

6 Apr 02016 | 4 minutes of your time

The engine light seemed to blinking a vague sort of warning…

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Contemporary-er

Maybe it’s paranoid, or maybe it’s just past due. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about privacy and blogging lately, over the last months and through some recent blog changes, and I’ve decided to draw a little electronic line in the blogger sand. Over the coming weeks, and progressing into the future, I’m going to be switching a majority of my old or sensitive content into “private” mode. That is to say, I’m not deleting anything, but the only person who will be able to see or read it will be me. There are a lot of reasons to do this, but not the least of these is that Claire is approaching an awkward age where all those lovely things I’ve written about her over the years could be used in not-so-lovely ways. Sad, but true. Thus, ancient content is going to be filtered down to virtually nothing. Old content will be sorted through and a bunch of it will be locked away for my-eyes-only viewing. And anything newer than, say 2012, will be strategically set with expiration dates going forward, sometimes as short as a couple months.

11 Jan 02016 | asides & shorts | blogger

abstract & thinking | blogger 

14 Dec 02015 | 3 minutes of your time

I’ve been adding and tweaking questions each year, and each year my answers grow a little longer, too

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Lockdown

Managing a blog is so much more complicated than writing posts. For the last couple weeks it seems that I’ve been listed in a bot-net of some kind and have been bombarded with attempts by someone (or more likely, something) trying to sneak in through the backdoor of this blog. Lots of IP addresses from Latvia are showing up in my logs as failed login attempts –and since I’m not in Latvia, well, you do the math. As far as hack attempts go, they’re going to to need to have a horseshoe up their butt to break my password, but I took the extra security measure last night, and added two-factor authentication to my WordPress login. What’s two-factor authentimagobbledeegook, you ask? It’s what everyone should have on every account that has any personal or important information stored inside: your email, your dropbox, your paypal account… whatever. Yes, it means one tiny extra step when you log in –like typing in a code that is SMS’d to your phone, or using a token app to generate a rolling key code– but pause for one minute and consider how inconvenient your life would become if someone could suddenly –secretly– access your email account. Is an extra ten seconds to log in really that bad? Look it up. It’s one of those things that, yes, I will help you set up if you want –and I won’t even grumble too much about it.

12 Nov 02015 | asides & shorts | blogger

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