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Maybe I'm natural?
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Scandinavia know how to do sky stuff. cc-by-sa Laura Hilliger
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I've now been through every province in Sweden with the exception of 2. There are 25, if you were wondering. I communed with nature up there in the north, nearly to the polar circle. I saw real White Nights (not mythical White Knights). I saw the a Lava Sunset as well as a Lava Lamp Sunset. The Scandinavians know how to do sunsets and other sky related things. There, in the North, I opened my laptop one single time – to send a "critical" document. I used Google Maps a lot and maybe 3 times Wikipedia. Otherwise, I did not exist in this digital realm. Scheduled release is a thing.
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I thought about never returning. Technically, the "I" who I was three weeks ago or whatever no longer exists anyway, so technically I have not returned. But the transitions between our selves are seamless gradients, so I guess I'm sort of still here.
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While I was surrounded by pine trees and avoiding moose, I didn't think. If I had been thinking, I would have thought about how none of it really matters. Not the things I've fought for or against, not the way people think about me, not the things that society wants us to pay attention to. None of our struggles matter, we're just think we're so damn important – nature has something else to say about our place.
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Maybe I'm hoarding?
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Artwork Robert Wilson, a House for Edwin Denby, photo cc-by-sa Laura Hilliger
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My email addy is over 10 years old, a legacy Google Suite account with all the fun and function of Workspaces for free. Google can't be bothered to find those of us who are using their services with little limitation without paying, so I feel stuck in a good deal. However, after that much email, photos and documents, I'm being warned that my 30gB is almost up. Help me. What should my policy be? Do I delete without abandon digital things that are 10+ years old?
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Because I went to do exactly that and on the first page was an email from a homeless man I met once. I took him to an art museum in Toronto, he was grateful. I'd forgotten about that. So how can I delete these things when my mind is stored in them?
Randomly I got an email from a guy in New Zealand who asked me a question about a thing I made 5 years ago. In saying ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I fell down the internet, remembered things I'd forgotten and the New Zealander discovered the answer.
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I invented a person once, with several of my Mozilla colleagues. We gave "Manfred" a digital existence for a couple of months, having him push code and contribute digital bits and bytes. It was a setup to pull one over on the leadership. The plan was to invent Manfred, have him contribute loads in a few months and then hire some actor to play a weirdo at our in-person meeting. I hired an old friend, who happens to be very dramatic, to play our dear Manfred. We prepped him with buzzwords and brought him to Day 1 of All Hands. He wore a purple Russian jumpsuit and was utterly obnoxious.
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Maybe I need help?
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We've been re-upped on the Catalyst charity work and will be advising folks for another 10 weeks. This will be more adhoc chatty chatty, which is great for the summer.
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Finally, "Oregon" is a good example of why you shouldn't make assumptions. Namely, because you have no idea what you're talking about.
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Now tell me, how are you? What have you been up to? Did you even notice my absence? Am I talking to the void?
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