June 2003

I really miss my little sister Peach. Though we only ever talk every month or two, I think I have the best relationship with her of anyone in my life.

Ponder: as digital records of life — photographs, videos, emails, IM logs, etc — become more and more common, is it harder or easier to cope with the death of a close friend?

(NB that my sister is not dead, she’s at the beach right now.)

This weekend a bunch of us crashed at Dave’s place in Rockport. Chilling, drinking, swimming, frisbee.

Alex in the backyard.

Jimmy, Joe, Dave, Alex and I hung out on the rocks near the beach, and at night we drank wine, lay on the grass and counted the satellites flying by.

Been working on the dashboard a bit recently.

Some of Larry Page’s original PageRank slides.

Various GUADEC things: photos, blog, live audio stream, minutes of Sunday’s board meeting. People blogging the conference: Jeff Waugh, Michael Meeks.

Apparently my comments about the KDE clock preferences dialog in an osnews.com interview a few weeks ago motivated the KDE clock team to “fix” it.

Sitting in my kitchen at three in the morning working my ass off. Again. These are the good times. No, seriously. They are.

Also: I could listen to A Wolf At the Door all night long. It’s like Thom Yorke and Lou Reed made a baby, and it was this song.

My best memories of Wolf are: walking through Paris with my WiFi geiger counter, looking for a cafe with an uplink, the mp3 playing in the background two months before the album was released. And: leaving the office at 4am and riding my bike through the empty streets of Brookline with this going on repeat.