I always wanted something.
And at one time, that meant I wanted to be a writer.
I didn’t know what that meant. Not one bit.But then, there came the time when the keyboard was faster than my mind.
And it all changed.
So my Sticher Radio stopped functioning this morning, and as I panicked at the lack of content, I realized that nowhere have I written down my playlist.
##The Daily Grind
Last night, as I was tippy-tapping on my iPad and retweeting weather updates and listening to voicemails and reviewing information about the next day I thought about how mundane the whole experience was. I was suddenly reminded of that time in 1973 or 1974 when my father showed me what was then an absurd purchase, a pocket calculator with bright green digital numbers, that could add, subtract, multiply and good grief, divide with the push of a couple of buttons.
From TV and movies I hear that the first heroin high is the best and probably the only one you’ll ever enjoy. Other than the first 10 hours of “Combat” on the 2600 and the joy of BASIC programming, I’m not sure technology will ever again excite me as much as that little box with glowing numbers.
The Story of the Race to Develop the Pocket Electronic Calculator
I’m devoting less than 1% of my thinking time to this page. Yet it’s constant.
Will this publish automatically, if at all?
And then what?
EDIT: Much better way to embed videos now… That’s the video below:
Nobody knows you’re a pack of dogs, is more like it.
I wonder if my students could understand this process? Or if they’re even interested. This is so retro.
Much more to read at Mastering Markdown.
Next target could be paco.org, but I think I’d rather do idtprof.com.
