Today is called the feast of Crispian... He that shall live this day and see old age will yearly, on the vigil, feast his neighbors....
Well here we are. Or at least here I am. I rather doubt that anyone is reading this after almost a year's hiatus. I could not resist re-starting on the date of the most thrilling apocryphal speech ever written.
Life has, as they say, changed. I am the fourth student in my household, now. I've taken my first midterm in over 20 years (I predict an 83, 28 if he grades in Celsius). I've also (briefly) had three part-time jobs simultaneously...now fortunately down to two, and possibly down to one next semester.
I've got too much to do, but I find I miss this too much to stop completely. Not sure how often I'll be writing. Not sure that I won't be moving over to TypePad or some other service. Not sure what the subject matter will be, except it'll interest me. Hopefully that will interest a few other people too.
I think I can promise a brief review of Max Brooks' World War Z and Doug Coupland's jPod. Possibly some pictures. Definitely some comments on the subject of game programming and mentoring younger programmers. And possibly a word or two on the subject of getting an MBA, too.
All things are ready if our minds be so....
