You know what’s weird? Seeing a blog entry written by someone and having them reference you as “their boss.” Even if that is technically true—that person does work for me—it just gives me the willies. I never wanted to be anyone’s boss. I just want to write code and see what goofy crap can be conjured up out of a bunch of computers sharing files over a decentralized network.

Also weird? Wanting to go back to that time in Lincoln when I was noticeably hipper, younger, and ‘in the scene’ as it were. Can’t really hang out with the neo-bohemian set when you’re pushing the upper edge of your fourth decade on this planet. Conflict and contrast—the keys to artistic endeavor.