Cubicle Life, the End
I’ve sworn off cubicle life sitting in front of a screen. Many emails mean I have to stay up late studying spreadsheets of a growing predicament, my destiny to telecommute,… Read More »Cubicle Life, the End
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Shoot Me, I’m Online Dating (11)
I rendezvous with my online dates at either one of two places. The first is near Lake Merritt in Oakland, which provides ample time to… Read More »Shoot Me, I’m Online Dating (11)
Shoot Me, I’m Online Dating (9)
One evening as I was minding my own email, an online dating site informed me that I had a message. I clicked a link from successfulman56 and read,… Read More »Shoot Me, I’m Online Dating (9)
Changelings in a World of Broken
Beneath a drone of airplanes, I hear the chant of clouds drift across the top of apartment buildings singing songs to glass skylights and satellite… Read More »Changelings in a World of Broken
Email to Ann on Data Security Week
Data security week, I celebrate by taking my computer to lunch
Double-take
A computer is the last place to look for the Holocaust.
Regular Expression
Every time I parse HTML with a regular expression, an unholy child weeps the blood of virgins. An open cloud conspiracy digitizes my last matched… Read More »Regular Expression
Note to Google: Honey, Not Tonight. I Have a Headache…
Don’t get me wrong. If I need to find something on the Internet, I know how to type a few keywords inside a search box.… Read More »Note to Google: Honey, Not Tonight. I Have a Headache…
Notes in the Margin: Poetry in the Information Age
There always have been different “schools’ of poetry, Surrealists, Futurists, Modernists, PostModernists, Language poets. Where are the Technologists? Read my essay on the subject with… Read More »Notes in the Margin: Poetry in the Information Age
To My Dead Namesake
To My Dead Namesake To the dead Lenore who always appears on the same Google page, an interloper who comes up in search results by… Read More »To My Dead Namesake