Like many personal blogs of its era, this blog is moribund, a casualty of what we might call "the Facebook effect." However, as of late 2015, two things are clear: (1) The Indie Web is a thing, and (2) the re-decentralization of the web is a thing. So who knows?
2016 2017 (!) could be the year this blog rises from its own ashes. Stay tuned!
Saturday, 29 March 2003
A week ago, the tree outside my bedroom window was still bare, and I looked out at it, wondering when the green would start to emerge. Today, its skeleton is covered in bright shoots. In another month it will be lush and once again keeping most of the sunlight out of my room — the only drawback to its being there.
Today was one of those warm, crystalline-clear days that makes the Bay Area just shine. I spent several hours in the City, neighborhood-shopping for my impending move. It was unusually warm over there. I’d worried about being chilled by the usual SF breezes. Not today.
Returning home on BART, I looked out one side to the tree-lined East Bay hills, and out the other to the sparkling bay. And I thought to myself, There is no place I’d rather live.