Desperately Seeking Tentacles

So I’m putting together my presentation for Philadelphia Test Bash and I’m running it with a theme that’s more or less “insecure software opens portals to the nether realms where betentacled eldritch nightmares await”. So naturally, I need to add tentacles to my slide deck. Creepy music, too, if I can find any that will Read More…

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The Difference Between Citizens And Subjects

It’s not that the German alphabet is officially gaining a new letter in the form of an upper-case Eszett (that funny ß thing they use in some words instead of ss – it never had an official upper-case because no German words started with it and apparently all-caps isn’t, or wasn’t, that much of a Read More…

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I have an abundance…

Of kitteh, that is. The Baby-cat sleeps beside my keyboard while the Bugger-cat is contemplating the possibilities of another round of snuggles. Her Highness Princess Buttercup has claimed the high ground of the back of my chair, giving her a lovely vantage point to contemplate her next attack on The Big Box which she has Read More…

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Hi ho! Hi ho! It’s back to work I go!

After a week (and a smidge) of relaxing and doing very little, my vacation ends as of now-ish, since I’m back at work tomorrow and have to treat tonight as a work night. Aside from the usual issue of such things never lasting long enough, it was a good break. I probably could do with Read More…

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Discoveries

Our backyard eats arrows. We have a largish yard (about 3/4 acre), and we’re close enough to rural that we can take our bows and shoot practice arrows at a target in the backyard. This afternoon’s exercise left us down two arrows because a) neither of us is all that good at it, so we Read More…

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One problem solved

The Bugger-cat has been acting as though he’s utterly starving well before it’s time for the wet food to be broken out. So this morning I did a little experiment to see if his sense of smell has diminished so he’s not registering the kibble as “good to eat” – I opened a spare can Read More…

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Observing Autopilot

No matter who we are or what we do, we spend a heck of a lot of our lives on autopilot, doing the things we normally do without paying much if any attention to them. This is both a good thing and a bad one. Good, because if we had to actually concentrate on everything Read More…

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A Slow Becoming

Today is my first Independence Day as an American. On the surface, it’s not that different from any other day when I’m not at work: the Husband and I don’t do ceremonies and things, and we don’t have much of a social circle (non-existent isn’t much, after all), so none of the many traditions that Read More…

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That moment when…

… you turn around and realize that the kitten (who is really a cat, given that she’s almost 2 years old) has brought you all her socks so you can throw them for her. She likes to steal socks from us whenever she can, even though she has three pairs of her own (a collection Read More…

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Missing Liberty

A fair number of my online friends are at Libertycon right now, and I’m missing them and it. My facebook feed is so much quieter without them. The main reason I’m not there is… well, there’s more than one main reason, and they all combined to make it not an option. To start with, I’d Read More…

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