The oldest and most obscure weblog. Probably. Lovingly maintained and neglected by Shawn Kilburn.
Alice made me this sweet card at school today, after spending the morning crying over one that wasn’t good enough. Also, I got a balloon.
Max made me two cards. And gave me an apple. He organized a birthday surprise for me this morning.
Sarah made me birthday brownies.
Not bad, birthday, not bad.
Sometimes Alice likes to pretend to be me by wearing my shoes.
An informative and interesting set of essays by the author of Cryptonomicon and The Baroque Cycle. Read it especially for:
Metaphysics in the Royal Society
It’s All Geek to Me
Gresham College Lecture
Mother Earth, Mother Board
Locked In
Innovation Starvation
Some of Max’s LEGO creations.
I seem to recall my hair doing that when I was a kid.
I’m getting a real George Saunders feeling from this one. Is there a whole Saunders school I don’t know about? Amusing and strange, surreal and bittersweet. Read it for:
Waste
Unsolved Mystery
Dinner
Thoughts While Strolling
Fish
The Pit
Max and Alice show that ice what’s what.
Today, Max described autumn as the time when the trees’ hair falls out. So lovely!
One night it’s castles, the next it’s magic hats.
It’s the little things:
Like Max running past me down the hall, stopping, and then running back to give me a hug.
Or walking into Alice’s school to pick her up and hearing her laughing from the other room.