#83: The Visionary
Tuesday • April 14th 2020 • 9:34:54 pm • 520B
The Lost 1984 Video: young Steve Jobs introduces the Macintosh Extrapolations and Dreams Of The Future Sam Harris Craig Venter Ray Kurzweil Aubrey de Grey Ray Kurzweil Ray Kurzweil: The Coming Singularity Aubrey de Grey A roadmap to end aging by Aubrey de...
#82: Artist and Art
Tuesday • April 14th 2020 • 9:17:02 pm • 841B
Captain's Log, Quarantine, Day Twenty Nine, I spent the day doing Graphic Design. Making art and poetry is quite fun, though with the aid of computers, easily overdone. I've been doing this for so long, that I've learned, that, on computers, brevity is the...
#81: Cogitate and Percolate.
Monday • April 13th 2020 • 11:37:07 pm • 682B
Captain's Log, Quarantine, Day Twenty Eight, It's evening and it's late, Time for another poetic update, I sit here, and yet again, cogitate. It actually feels pretty great, I look forward to my little poetry date. And I always try to really concentrate,...
#80: I write.
Sunday • April 12th 2020 • 10:45:44 pm • 681B
Captain's Log, Quarantine, Day Twenty Seven, Ohh, I waited to write until eleven. It seems late at night, but this is when my rhymes take flight. I admit, I am ready for bed, but I am just going to sit here, instead, and wait for my poem to go ahead. Nuh...
#79: As Good As Fingers
Saturday • April 11th 2020 • 10:49:24 pm • 557B
Captain's Log, Quarantine, Day Twenty Six, I eat with metal chopsticks. I stopped using forks, to munch my porks. I don't even know how long ago it was, so long ago, I forgot the cause. I own two metal chopsticks, and they work as good as fingers. I use...
#78: Citizens of The World
Friday • April 10th 2020 • 11:42:57 pm • 1KB
Captain's Log, Quarantine, Day Twenty Five, Yesterday, Bernie dropped out. I didn't even try to wait, you can't place this much weight. And what were we expecting? It has always been like this, hit and miss. It is time for all, to rise. Become a Citizen of...
#77: History of the World
Thursday • April 9th 2020 • 9:35:43 pm • 770B
Captain's Log, Quarantine Serserge, Day Twenty Four, I am ready to jump into my bed like a big dinosaur. I am dressed, I am wearing my favorite workout clothes, I stretched left and right, and fluffed up my pillows. For tonight, I prepared, a Bill Bryson...
#76: Peanut Butter and Jelly
Wednesday • April 8th 2020 • 11:01:38 pm • 635B
Captain's Log, Quarantine Fiveever, Day Twenty Three. It was a super busy day, not a moment for tea. And I keep Programming late into the night, typing like a Lion with all his might. This morn, I woke up and made Peanut Butter and Jelly, I've been...
#75: The Courageous
Wednesday • April 8th 2020 • 12:34:35 am • 5KB7
Dame Millicent Garrett Fawcett English political leader, activist, writer and feminist icon. Known as acampaigner for women's suffrage via legislative change, from 1897 until1919 she led Britain's largest women's rights organisation, the NationalUnion of...
#74: Save The Files
Tuesday • April 7th 2020 • 9:41:32 pm • 878B
Captain's Log, Eternal, Quarantine, Day Twenty Two. Eeeeek! It's raining, I am trying not to be complaining. But the sky is no longer blue, what am I to do? Each time I sneeze, the power goes out, not to say my sneezes are not petite, or that I am ill! No,...
#73: Make Each Day Count
Monday • April 6th 2020 • 7:25:25 pm • 903B
Captain's Log: Quarantine. Day Twenty One. There is birdsong outside, and I can feel the sun. I woke up rested, for the first time, in years. My mind was hardly ever tired, but all the rest needed time. I am ready for gyms to reopen, It will be so much fun...
#72: The Ballad of Meow
Sunday • April 5th 2020 • 11:23:24 pm • 2KB12
Captain's Log: Quarantine. Day Twenty, the promised day of rhyme a plenty. I am sitting here with my salad, expecting to write world's littlest ballad. I waited until the conclusion of day, to see with what rhymes that may pay. Alas, twenty just about...
#71: All Things Special
Saturday • April 4th 2020 • 9:04:04 pm • 727B
Captain's Log: Day Nineteen of Quarantine. Tomorrow, day twenty may have rhyme a plenty, but it won't rhyme with quarantine, and that was unforeseen. I waited all day to write, to see if something interesting may bite. I wanted to draw and paint, and dance...
#70: Teacher
Friday • April 3rd 2020 • 7:59:02 pm • 1KB
Captain's Log: Day Eighteen of Quarantine. Researching, learning, computers being mean. It must be Friday, the eve of Eighteen, I peeked outside and I think the trees are turning green. But the squirrels, again, they act so weird, smart little kitties...
#69: Workout Video
Thursday • April 2nd 2020 • 4:04:32 pm • 1KB
Captain's Log: Day Seventeen of Quarantine. Found two bugs in code, and got stuck in between. I was supposed to be working on a Sound Machine, but spent the noon formatting the code to keep it clean. I can't believe, there is a bug in my code, its probably...
#68: Missing Underpants
Wednesday • April 1st 2020 • 12:35:20 pm • 623B
Captain's Log: Day Sixteen of Quarantine. Keeping it serious like Wolverine. I have decided not to rhyme, I really haven't got the time. I must leave the thieving Squirrels behind, yes, really, I don't mind. Today, is a new day, I am completely serious, I...
#67: The Genius
Wednesday • April 1st 2020 • 12:22:10 am • 14KB3
You are a Genius. Genius, is a collector, and a master of frameworks. One of the most pop frameworks, is English. Or as we will call it here: TheEnglish Framework for Advanced Human to Human Communication. The "Double U", the 26 unsqiglies (as I call them ...
#66: Squirty Squirrels
Tuesday • March 31st 2020 • 12:20:21 pm • 652B
Captain's Log: Day Fifteen of Quarantine, Squirrels continue being mean. They just aren't very keen, on the idea, that their theft gave them diarrhea. I know not what to do, Darn Squirrels! that Trailmix was not for you! Maybe someday we'll move on, come a...
#65: Lawn Flurries
Monday • March 30th 2020 • 9:11:22 am • 331B
Captain's Log: Day Fourteen of Quarantine, All the local squirrels, now hold me in high esteem. They feel munchies to extreme, but the trailmix they stole is gone, flurries of the box still scattered on my lawn. Squirrels, now crazed, and withdrawn....
#64: Must Dance
Sunday • March 29th 2020 • 9:14:44 am • 237B
Captain's Log: Day Thirteen of Quarantine; Still staring at my screen, hanging on for dear life to my spleen. As I drink another coffee bean, trying, trying not to create a scene. Dancing dressed red outside my window, during quarantine....
#63: The Birds Are Going Wild Outside My Window
Sunday • March 29th 2020 • 7:14:44 am • 114B
The birds are going wild outside my window. Probably because of all the Plump Squirrels I've been feeding. Dammit....
#62: The Squirrels Attack
Saturday • March 28th 2020 • 6:31:17 pm • 299B
Captain's Log, Day Twelve of Quarantine. I ordered some trail-mix from the internet, mailman dropped it off by the door. And all the local Squirrels I've been feeding came over. They ripped the box open, and ate it all without me. How rude, I probably...
#61: As Young As Your Faith by Douglas MacArthur
Friday • March 27th 2020 • 9:12:01 am • 630B
People grow old only by deserting their ideals, MacArthur had written. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up interest wrinkles the soul. You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as...
#60: Brave Man by Inazo Nitobe
Thursday • March 26th 2020 • 7:56:25 pm • 691B
A truly brave man is ever serene; he is never taken by surprise; nothing ruffles the equanimity of his spirit. In the heat of battle he remains cool; in the midst of catastrophes he keeps level his mind. Earthquakes do not shake him, he laughs at storms....