Back in the days of yore, when Facebook hadn't even been a twinkle in Zuck's eye, blogs ruled what existed of the Web. "...

Past Imperfect — a nostalgia for a time as flawed as our own but without the awareness that tarnishes the now. The wis...

I just lit what is likely the last fire of the season. I primarily warm my home with a heat pump these days, but on occa...

She’s asleep in the next room, just like the old days. My daughter is curled up in a pile of blankets while I type away...

On February 14, 2010, she left this world for the next. It’s 13 years later and I think I am only now really coming to t...

I sat this morning as the sun arose, drinking my coffee in the near silence of the morning. I had not yet drawn the curt...

Posting regularly is an aspiration that I have noted more in its absence than its execution.

We do so much to try and...

In 2014, I stopped using Macs, and in 2020, I stopped using Windows. But, this wasn’t supposed to be an article about th...

First off, I have no inside knowledge. There are no intentional spoilers in this post. The idea came to me this morning...

An interesting video time capsule of sorts from Apple Computers (back when Steve jobs was off innovating at NeXT).

Enj...