That is all.
That is all.
This has been something of a neglected space, though if you actually visit the site (vice use an RSS feed like civilized people), you’ll note that I’m fairly Twitter-active even when ignoring my primary blog.
I’m going to try to write a little more frequently—not necessarily here, but just in general. My day job has me doing a lot of soul-sucking editing of really dry, boring things and that tends to sap my creative energies, but the only way to really build those back is to actually write, so I’m going to try to do that more often. You may or may not see the fruits here.
Of note is that I’m trying to shame myself into writing more by actually sharing some of the other stuff I’ve written. Back in 2006, during an unpleasant part of an unpleasant war, I wrote three quick short science fiction stories. I won’t claim they are good, but they scratched an itch that I had. Maybe they’ll scratch yours. (That sounds vaguely dirty but isn’t.) I am serializing them at another blog I created just for that purpose, Venya Writes, with the hope that feedback and guilt will compel me to write more, starting with a better ending for story #3. I intend to put more writing-focused thoughts (including editing) there, so if that’s your bag, feel free to wander that way. (There’s also an associated Twitter account, @venyawrites.) The first part of the first story kicks off tomorrow morning; it’s not very long, so prepare to be underwhelmed.
It seems hardly fair to have a separate blog devoted to just writing when this one has to cover leather work, weapons, radio, warfare, and whatever else floats my boat, but that suits my purpose for now.
As tends to happen whenever I’m trying to simplify my life, I have acquired another hobby. I just today finished the 13-hour Codecademy.com introductory Python series. As part of my resuscitated new job search (more on that another time), I have refocused on acquiring useful skills, and I decided Python would be a nice, easy start. It should be noted that the last time I programmed was in 1994; it didn’t go well, and I concluded that programming was just Not Something I Could Do.
Either programming has gotten easier, I have gotten smarter, or perhaps (and most likely) the tools for learning have gotten much better, but I have been having a lot of fun with this and am not absolutely horrible at it. I’ve gotten farther in Python in the last three weeks than I did in a year of programming (as a high school class) in Turbo Pascal in ’94.
If you are contemplating getting your feet wet in this area, I recommend the Codecademy approach. The lessons are a little inconsistent and sometimes you are fighting the grade- and error-checking algorithms as much as the lessons, but it’s a good introduction and the forums are very helpful.
Some other resources that I am exploring:
I’m also looking at Python Programming: An Introduction to Computer Science 2nd Edition in dead tree format, because sometimes that’s nice to have.
Python doesn’t quite scratch the writer itch, but it’s remarkably close. I would caution you, however, that it’s a little harder to do while drinking.
Sorry, no meaningful post last night or tonight. Last night I worked/trained until 2100, and tonight I had to reconnect with my firstborn over Lego Star Wars II and then replace the LCD in my laptop. (Pro tip: it’s much easier to just not step on it in the first place.)
I have more to say about TAPR DCC, a few of the cool presentations, and TAPR itself, but it will have to wait at least another day. Hmm, actually, we’re seeing Porgy and Bess at the Seattle Symphony on Friday, so maybe I’ll front load some stuff for tomorrow. I’m on leave for the next two weeks after Friday (minus drill weekend in the middle), so I should be able to finish up the last few things soon.
In the mean time, I strongly urge you to check out Bruce Perens’ comment on my last TAPR post, which aside from being technically more accurate and interesting than my post, is a disturbing reminder that Google works both ways and the Intarweb is not so big that you can’t find yourself if you happen to look.
OK, story time for kiddos. Lately, it’s been Siglet Prime re-telling choice bits of Star Wars on his Magnadoodle. This is remarkably entertaining for me and much better than re-reading Dr. Seuss.
Sick again/still, and reading the news and pending legislation is not conducive to my health or mental well-being, so I’ve been playing Minecraft lately. I’ve made some wicked cool tree houses.
Quick updates on life:
I think if I were to obsess about hits and reads and page views, I should probably go insane from frustration. Despite the numerous topics and (to me, at least) interesting and thought-provoking things I have written here, 3 out of 4 people visiting are here to find out what I thought of my revolver.
Pretty consistently, the number one article getting hits here is my review of the Ruger SP101 3″ revolver in .357 Magnum (in parts the first and second). I don’t mean by a little bit; I mean every single day. Those two articles are the first and third most-viewed posts here since I started, respectively. (The second is my response to the Aurora shooting.) Aside from the home page and my review of the Book of Grant (and most of those hits came referred from Mr. Cunningham’s blog) nothing else is even close.
So clearly, if I want more readers, I should keep yammering on about it.
Sadly, I don’t have a lot more to say at the moment. I shoot occasionally–not nearly as often as I’d like–and I am pretty comfortable with my proficiency and where the rounds are going. It did indeed become my preferred every day carry weapon (everywhere except, alas, work). Whether I just got used to it or it actually adjusted with wear, I’m not sure, but my Blade-Tech IWB Nano holster for it is perfectly comfortable now. (Unless I’m wearing my older (thinner) jeans, in which case I have to go OWB, which means carrying the Sig. I need to lose even more weight, or build an OWB holster for the Ruger.)
I just don’t think about it too much. I clean it every once in a while. I do visual inspections. It’s still quite pretty.
Sorry, nothing new to report. As you were.
Sorry, nothing deep to say lately. Drill weekend sucked out my will to write. I’ve spent more money at Tandy Leather (huzzah!), ran in the Hell Run this weekend, and watched the kids a bunch. Mostly I’ve been playing Mass Effect 2 (expertly) and guitar (poorly). And reading. And highlighting, so I’m sharing some of the highlights in pre-scheduled posts until I’m ready to write again.