This haiku particularly pleased me.
Light drifting through trees
Dancing wildly through the leaves
Springtime calls my dreams
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Month: January 2015
Springtime
Light drifting through trees
Dancing wildly through the leaves
Springtime calls my dreams
Living La Vida Browser
This morning I popped onto my computer to get some work done. After a bit of work (some email, updating social media, zap out a few blog posts) I’m struck the fact that nothing on my computer is open safe Chrome. I also have my task manager open, and a document for my son (for school). My browser has really become the center piece of my computing.
I’ve noticed this coming for some time. Yet, today, it gives me deeper pause: how will this affect us going forward? One obvious piece: tablets & phones. The more tools available via browsers (at least those optimized for HTML 5), the more effective and powerful these devices become. More and more of my work gets done on my tablet. I expect this will drive us more into the world of such tools as Chromebooks as well. Hard-drive space will become less critical for the average user. I expect the demand for laptops will whither, much like desktops have. Don’t get me wrong: there will always be demand for laptops and desktops, but the average home user won’t need the power features. Email, documents, Facebook simply don’t demand the power of your average laptop.
I know, also, that there are affects coming that I can’t predict right now. That’s the thing that excites me. Some right, perhaps right this second, is thinking of a new way to do X with this new reality. And it will change the way we live. This might define a key part of “me”, this excitement. I see change and feel the possibility. Hence, I gaze towards the future and see possibility, delight, wonder. Happiness, then, consumes me. I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Living La Vida Browser
This morning I popped onto my computer to get some work done. After a bit of work (some email, updating social media, zap out a few blog posts) I’m struck the fact that nothing on my computer is open safe Chrome. I also have my task manager open, and a document for my son (for school). My browser has really become the center piece of my computing.
I’ve noticed this coming for some time. Yet, today, it gives me deeper pause: how will this affect us going forward? One obvious piece: tablets & phones. The more tools available via browsers (at least those optimized for HTML 5), the more effective and powerful these devices become. More and more of my work gets done on my tablet. I expect this will drive us more into the world of such tools as Chromebooks as well. Hard-drive space will become less critical for the average user. I expect the demand for laptops will whither, much like desktops have. Don’t get me wrong: there will always be demand for laptops and desktops, but the average home user won’t need the power features. Email, documents, Facebook simply don’t demand the power of your average laptop.
I know, also, that there are affects coming that I can’t predict right now. That’s the thing that excites me. Some right, perhaps right this second, is thinking of a new way to do X with this new reality. And it will change the way we live. This might define a key part of “me”, this excitement. I see change and feel the possibility. Hence, I gaze towards the future and see possibility, delight, wonder. Happiness, then, consumes me. I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Fear’s Erosion
Fear erodes our mind;
Dragging beautiful reason
To raging madness
Twentyfirst Century Smokers
Today, walking by my house, I see a young woman (twenty-something) standing on her back patio, cigarette in hand. I’ve noticed more and more young folks smoking, and it disturbs me. Watching my mother die of cancer plays a piece, and that deep inner desire for no one to ever self-inflict that horror. But there’s another piece at play.
Entirely anecdoteal observations on my part show a great up-tick in smokers. Now, my generation saw great deceases in the rate of smokers. The next seems to be growing. What’s at play here?
Our knowledge of health-risks has only increased, no it’s not any kind of decrease in awareness of them. Actually, my wife presented me with an idea that makes sense: they’re rebelling against us. We grew up with socially acceptable smoking parents. Perhaps part of our turning away from cigarettes was our own rebellion.
Anyway, there is a communications piece at play: the social message against smoking has waned. To our detriment, as a society I’m sure. Gives me pause to consider how we make smoking decrease to zero. No, I don’t think prohibition will work. Shame is only so effective, and encourages an element of rebellion. So, I’m at a loss. Which makes me deeply sad.
Twentyfirst Century Smokers
Today, walking by my house, I see a young woman (twenty-something) standing on her back patio, cigarette in hand. I’ve noticed more and more young folks smoking, and it disturbs me. Watching my mother die of cancer plays a piece, and that deep inner desire for no one to ever self-inflict that horror. But there’s another piece at play.
Entirely anecdoteal observations on my part show a great up-tick in smokers. Now, my generation saw great deceases in the rate of smokers. The next seems to be growing. What’s at play here?
Our knowledge of health-risks has only increased, no it’s not any kind of decrease in awareness of them. Actually, my wife presented me with an idea that makes sense: they’re rebelling against us. We grew up with socially acceptable smoking parents. Perhaps part of our turning away from cigarettes was our own rebellion.
Anyway, there is a communications piece at play: the social message against smoking has waned. To our detriment, as a society I’m sure. Gives me pause to consider how we make smoking decrease to zero. No, I don’t think prohibition will work. Shame is only so effective, and encourages an element of rebellion. So, I’m at a loss. Which makes me deeply sad.
Oh, Overworked Love
Ah, this poor word,
Describes my feeling
Towards my
Car,
Child,
Cat,
Friend,
Lover,
And so much
More….
Tis a bit confusing
At times.
And yet this is the most
Glorious sensation,
Our great driver, compelling
Towards so much
Greatness.
And beyond.
Honesty’s Power
Honesty’s power
Comes upon the edge of risk
Mysteries laid bare
Morning Colors
Sunlight trickles out
Color gracefully flowing
Each second, newness.