I read an interesting blog last night by Beyza Çitak about struggling to learn English (blog link). I can relate. I don’t speak English. I speak American. The “English” speaking world tries to make everyone think that the language spoken by English, Scottish, Irish, Welsh, Canadians, Aussies, Kiwis, South Africans, Indians,…
It’s always weird to see and hear yourself. First of all, there’s the whole “mirror image” thing. Everything seems backwards – hair parted on the wrong side, and so on. Then there’s the “who’s voice is that?” sensation. What I hear coming out of the speaker is not what I…
You should know this already. Prior to attending Hogwarts, when the Dursley's punished Harry Potter, they made him sleep in the cupboard under the stairs. We’re moving. Long tale of woe involving program issues and long delays and innumerable other problems familiar to anyone who has worked on a failed/failing…
Yesterday afternoon I gathered with fifty or so friends. We stood in an empty T-hangar at the airport. Unfortunately, the hangar faced west, so we were mostly in direct sun and heat. Many wore masks. Everyone sweated. Why bother doing something this uncomfortable? CV-19 has changed a lot of things.…