A personal weblog about music, history, philosophy, writing craft, blogging, technology, and occasional essays.
Registering for a master's in history at 60. The money reason and the pride reason are both true and neither one is the real one. Mostly this is about time: how endless a degree looks before you start it, and how little of anything ten years turns out to be.
On burning out on the corporate web, finding my way to Gopher, Gemini and the Fediverse, and starting again at sixty after abandoning every blog I've ever had. What this site will cover, and the terms I intend to write on.
My own position on the simulation hypothesis, not an overview of it. What pulls me toward it, the objection I take most seriously, and the part I still can't settle: whether consciousness is inside the program or outside it.
A tiny family cemetery on private land in rural Missouri, a Civil War veteran's headstone with the death date left unfinished, and what it took to find out where he actually died. On why burial grounds aren't wasted space.
The first album I bought with my own allowance money, at eleven. How one Chuck Mangione record put a trumpet in my hands, and why the part I still can't play at sixty turned out to be the guitar.
