Thought Distillery

Once upon a time, I had a website where I would share various happenings in my life. For example, I woud embellish upon last weekend’s theme of cycling and disc golf, or the prior weekend’s road trip to a David Byrne concert followed by the fantastic Oregon coast on the return leg. Heck I probably would have even waxed philosophy on the Pacific Northwest’s strange obsession with coffee and how the humble bagel has mystical powers to nourish the body as well as the soul. If I were feeling really ambitous, I might have even posted a photo of the shipwreck I discovered on the beach. That would have been (as some of the locals say) “Hella cool!”

Hellif I weren’t lazy though. Thats what happens when you do much computer programming - you get lazy. So lazy that even simple decisions seem like a lot of work. Last week I made a program that would randomly choose a place to go for lunch. It was a big hit at the office like I somehow lifted this great burden from the shoulders of all the programmers whom I work with. Now if only I could write a program to write the silly stuff like I’m spewing right now. Or maybe I already have - and this really isn’t me typing? That would be quite wicked now wouldn’t it?

(Later the next day) “Magic eight ball? Hmmm…”