This site launched in the tilde directory of my ISP on December 31, 1995. To say it changed my life would be a bit of an understatement. I turned that night of drinking homebrew and learning HTML by looking at the source code of IBM.com into a career 3 months later when I got my first of many web design related jobs.

We started 2024 by signing away our life on a mortgage, again. We'd been renting for almost 7 years insisting that RVA was a temporary stop on the way to somewhere else. We finally accepted the obvious fact that we like it here and are going to stay for a while. We ended the year with my getting laid off in mid-November. It wasn't a surprise as the company was clearly struggling, but that doesn't make it any easier. With LinkedIn littered with posts from very talented people that have been out of work for a long time, I was a little concerned about how long it may take me to find a new gig. I started some basic prep for self-employment in case it came to that, but it didn't. I've accepted a new job with a great company and will be back to work next week. Well, I've been doing some freelance work so I have been working a bit.

Between the job issues and the election the last quarter of 2024 has been a shit show and I won't miss it when the calendar flips tonight. As usual, we'll be celebrating from our couch, if we are still awake at midnight.

2024 by the numbers.

• 50 blog posts counting this one.
• 34 nights camping.
• 48 books logged on the book page. 5 or 6 are did not completes.
• 15 albums purchased.
• 157 bird species observed and 54 checklists submitted to e-bird.

What's in store for 2025?

• More creating, less consuming.
• More hiking.
• Probably less camping, reality of starting a new job.
• More birding.
• The Marvelous 3 Halloween show in Atlanta.

Happy New Year, and I hope your 2025 is awesome, or at least doesn't suck. We may need to temper expectations.

In the past, when I've committed to writing here everyday, or at least very regularly, I never hurt for subjects to write about. It's like I retrain my brain to think like a writer, and suddenly fleeting moments that otherwise would be lost forever instead get captured forever because I wrote about them here. But writing here daily is a big ask. I purposely set up my writing workflow to make it a little inconvenient. That extra inertia is why this blog is not just day after day of bitching about the state of the world. I did that on Twitter for years. It's not healthy.

That has been percolating in my brain for a while. I'm past halfway to dead at this point, and I've starting wondering how much of life is getting missed because I simply don't remember it, or maybe more accurately it gets lost in the torrent of incoming information we all deal with on a daily basis. Most of us could make better decisions to stem that incoming torrent, but whether we do that or not, it's still a pretty serious river of shit that most of us deal with on a daily basis.

I tried a journaling thing where every morning I wrote down 3 things to accomplish that day, one thing I would let go of, and one thing that I'm grateful for. I will go back to it because picking three things to focus on each day is helpful. But I kept getting stuck on grateful. It felt like a value judgment, which caused me to get hung up on the relative value of stuff that happened the day before. A lot of what happens daily in our lives is out of our control and mostly random. Feeling grateful because random luck fell my way felt a little bit icky.

So with all that in the my head, I stumbled into Homework for Life on Mastodon today. It's a concept where every day at the end of your day, you answer one simple question. If I had to tell a 5-minute story about today, what's the one event that would be the focus of the story. It's the same idea as writing daily that I mentioned above. By giving it 5 minutes a day, you train your brain to pick out and remember those daily stories. You also probably gain a greater appreciation for all those fleeting moments that really do make up your life. Then you write that moment down daily, just one or two sentences, or even a few keywords, just enough to trigger your memory to relive it anytime you come back to it. The guy in the Tedx Talk uses a two column spreadsheet, one column for the date and one for the memory. You don't need a fancy bullet journal. It's basically the same thing as one thing you are grateful for, but the storytelling angle of it feels easier for me or putting a value on it.

Because I'm me, this will probably last 4 nights then I'll forget about until I stumble across the document where I'm recording these things in July.

A question for my 4 readers. (I grew readership by 33% recently!) Do you do anything like this?

Pop_OS LTS, which is on Ubuntu 22.04, was supposed to release an LTS upgrade to 24.04 earlier in the year. However, every developer in System 76 is focused on getting Cosmic ready for release. Cosmic is their new Linux Desktop Environment. So nobody on Pop_OS gets to upgrade until they are ready to deliver Cosmic, which is currently at Alpha 4. I thought about upgrading and then just installing Gnome 46, but there is no upgrade path. My only option is a full install. If I'm going to do that I might as well move to a new flavor of Linux. But first I had to re-partition my drive to get /home in its own partition. System 76 really should ship with /home in a dedicated partition, but that is a different issue for a different day. The partitioning went just fine, no issues at all.

I decided on Debian 12 for the new OS. No real reason, except that I feel like Ubuntu makes too many decisions for you. Mint was also considered, but I just left a provider creating its own desktop environment. Cinnamon is fine, I've used it in the past, but I wanted to keep things somewhat generic. I had noticed that my desktop was getting noticeably slower, but I really didn't know if it was Pop_OS getting crusty, or Gnome 42, or both. When I got to the download screen to make my bootable USB with Debian, I had a few options for the desktop. I decided 4 years of Gnome was enough and I was ready for something different. So I downloaded the XFCE version on a whim.

If you are wondering why all Debian or a derivative, I don't know. I did meet Ian (the -ian in Debian) many years ago, and I've just always defaulted to the Debian universe. I'm sure Fedora is fine. Don't take it personally.

The install went fine and I've been using the new setup for a couple of days. Obviously, switching from Gnome to XFCE is taking a little adjustment in getting used to things not being where I expect them to be, but so far so good. My desktop box, a 4-year old System 76 Meerkat, does seem a little peppier. I've only changed a couple of apps. Apostrophe doesn't want to run now, so I switched to Re-text for Markdown writing. No big deal. Gedit has been replaced with the default XFCE text editor Mousepad. Debian ships with Firefox ESR, which is an extended support release that I presume does not update every week. I didn't even know that was a thing, but I like it.I've dropped to the command line to do a couple of things that I didn't immediately know how to do with XFCE, but exercising my command line muscles is something I should do more of anyway, so that might be a benefit.

The only thing I seem to have lost is my RSS subscriptions. I was using Feedbro, which is a browser extension. I didn't think about exporting a back up of my feed list. It's not there in Debian. Maybe it was time for a feed refresh anyway. So if you are reading this via RSS please shoot me a note with your URL so I can add it back in Liferea, my new feed reader.

1 - James by Percival Everett

It's Huckleberry Finn, but told from Jim's POV. It's brilliant. It follows the plot of Huck fairly closely until the characters separate, then it follows Jim (James) navigating the world along the river as an escaped slave. Beyond bringing humanity and agency to an enslaved person, something few books have ever done well, Everett communicates the day to day terror that was life as an enslaved person as well as anybody ever has in writing. It's also a darkly funny book. This should be required reading in schools, in tandem with the classic Huck book. Instead it's probably already been banned across the south.

2 - We Are All So Good at Smiling by Amber McBride

?I read this book in one day, which should tell you how this review is going to go. McBride's first novel, Moth (Me) was fabulous, and this one may be even better. Once again, it's written entirely in free verse, which in my case means I could read a novel length number of pages in just three hours.

I don't want to go too deep into the plot, but I will say this entire book is one big and very creative fairy tale inspired metaphor for depression. If that could be triggering for you, don't read this book. She goes all-in on the metaphor. It's brilliantly done, but I could see it being a real problem for anybody that could be triggered by that subject matter. As someone who has been blessed with normal brain chemistry and has never had to deal with any of that, this book helped me see what depression is like better than any other resource I've encountered. The metaphor completely worked for me.

3 - The Mercy of Gods by James S A Corey

My last book of the year was a doozy. Book one of the new trilogy from the pseudonymous author of The Expanse series is set in the far future with humanity established on some other planet. All is fine until the insectoid aliens show up, instantly kill 1/8 of the population to make their point, and then enslave thousands of humans that might be useful to them (scientists, etc.) and put them on space-age slave ships for a weeks to months journey to their new home, where they are slaves in a prison populated with hundreds of other races taken as slaves in a war no humans knew was happening. In prison they are tasked with making themselves useful if they want to stay alive. Featuring interesting world building, great character development, and an interesting take with the normally privileged class being enslaved, book one of the trilogy is a winner.

4 - The Bright Sword by Lev Grossman

Grossman updates the King Arthur stories for our modern day. We get a gay knight, a Muslim night, a drunk knight, a trans knight, etc. The story follows a ragtag band of lessor knights after the fall of King Arthur. The country is plunging into darkness, as are our heroes as they hit roadblock after roadblock in their search for meaning and hope via a new king that is ordained by God. If you think about the original Arthurian legends, they are a story of wealth, power, and privilege. This is the antidote to that version of the tales. If that makes this book woke, well, you probably shouldn't be on this website in the first place.

5 - Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros

This bestseller lives up to the hype. It's set at a war college where young adults learn to ride dragons in war, if they survive the training. Many don't. Violet really wanted to be a scribe, but her mom is a general and she was forced into rider training, even though she is physically unsuited for the task. Of course, that doesn't stop her. The female protagonist is a well written and complicated character, and a plot twist towards the end sets up the sequel nicely.

The book takes elements of Harry Potter, Dragonriders of Pern, and The Magicians to result in a very fun and impossible to put down novel that reads like YA, except for several very spicy sex scenes.

Reviews of everything else that I read this year at on my books page. I re-read Treasure Island this year, which technically should be one of the 5 best books I read in 2024. But I decided to keep it off the list since it was a re-read of a 100+ year old book.

8 years ago today, in my 2017 year-end post written while my wife was undergoing radiation treatment for cancer, I wrote...

Michelle’s last radiation treatment is January 12th. Then I guess we enter that weird phase where she doesn’t have cancer anymore, but we get to worry about it coming back. I wonder if it ever fades from being omnipresent in our consciousness, or if this is the new reality for us now? I guess we’ll find out.

We did find out, and we didn't need to fuck around to do it. My wife's oncologist fired her after five years, saying she didn't need to come back unless there were new issues. There have been no new issues. I still get a little tense on annual mammogram day, but so far so good. It has always been good news.

Since then, we've moved to RVA, downsizing dramatically in the process. Our 18-month rental home to give us time to decide which beach we were moving to ran into COVID, then into us second guessing if we wanted to live on the coast. Ultimately, we decided we like spending the day at the beach, but we love spending days in the mountains. So we stayed in Richmond, VA, where we have access to both in under a 2 hour drive.

This will sound weird, but I think our lives are better today because of the cancer. Not that I'm giving cancer credit, because #FuckCancer. But it caused us to look at how we were living, and helped us realize the big suburban house full of stuff and the long commutes were not worth it. What matters to me is spending time with Michelle making memories, or at least getting a good story out of it when our adventures go sideways.