Posts contained in the “Modern Life” category:

Items from my life, and therefore, completely boring.

…migrants of servers in the silicon crack of history…

Bat migrating

The server migration is complete…almost. Last night, I transferred CNAME records from my old host to my new host, WebFaction. While I was on my WebFaction control panel, I also recreated the email addresses that I would need. (There were some I had created that I never used, so I was able to pare the …read more…

Goodbye, DreamHost, mostly

I ran into this thread in the DreamHost forum the other day: A Better Payment Process Hi DH, As someone who tends to have something to renew on a monthly basis, the payment process is incredibly frustrating. I used to have a form prefiller configured for the payment page, but now that DH has switched …read more…

“Sweet Child of Mine” performed by The Bassmonsters

Upright basses and cellos are the original heavy metal instruments.

Goodbye, Instagram

So, a few months ago, this happened… Let’s talk about what this actually means. First of all, remember that when someone gives you something for free, such as Twitter, or Facebook, you are not the user. You are the product. Your actions are tracked, and that data is used to sell ads to companies who …read more…

I’ve been having a lot of conversations with people (who are mostly not people of color) about racism. Given the current political situation in the United States, how could I not? Unfortunately, I keep hearing the same tired arguments (“I’m color blind”, “everyone’s oppressed in some way”). More people need to read this:

Things Not To Say As a White Person When Talking About Racism (Updated)

Published on 5 June 2016 at 2:26 pm

The Day my Kid Went Punk

So this showed up in my Twitter feed the other day: I find the description especially disturbing: “What do you do when your bright, loveable, talented kid turns into a punker overnight?” The implication is that “punkers” are anything but bright, loveable or talented. Instead, they are just angry balls of bad clothing, bad hair, and …read more…

So, this happened last week…

rogue waves

About six o’clock this past Thursday evening, a wave of depression washed over me. At one moment, I was okay with the universe, and the next moment, I was underwater, with half a lungful of salt water, dog-paddling like hell to reach the surface. That’s what it was like, too. Remember being a little kid …read more…