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When I think back to the glory days of Tumblr I can't help but feel a profound sense of loss over what has become of it.

Nullable references—commonly referred to as the billion dollar mistake—are a familiar sight in many programming languages.

Three years ago I took a page out of Mike Winkelmann's book and started my own everydays project.

What happens to your non-physical possessions when you die?

I really need to take a page out of @brandur's book and add a "fragments" section to my site where I can post things too long-form for Twitter but not quite worthy of a full-blown blog post — @maxdeviant, Oct 16, 2020 After much procrastination and antici…

Greetings, travelers.

I care too much.

Greetings, travelers.

It's hard to believe that there is only a week left in April.

Greetings, travelers.

I hate email.

Greetings, travelers.

Hello again, fellow shut-ins.

Welcome to my primer on polymorphism.

I have used Visual Basic .NET (VB.NET) at work for the past six years.

Hello again, travelers.

Hello there, travelers.

Greetings, travelers.

Happy New Year, travelers!

It's been a while since I've written a proper year in review.

Hello again, travelers.

Hello again, fellow interstellar travelers.

When Rust put out a call for blogs for 2020 I knew that I wanted to answer.

Greetings, friends.

Today I learned that Jerold Haas, aka CompositionFore, is dead.

Hello there, fellow sojourner.

What is a value?

Greetings, traveler.

At work I recently implemented a small library in F# for performing case conversion.

People always say that you should never meet your heroes.

I love strong types.

The dark clouds loom overhead.

Once again I have returned to my languishing website, this time a little later than usual.

How long do I have to endure this constant state of internal torment?

After cblgh tweeted at me, I figured now would be a good time to give a status report on my life and progress towards my various goals.

Erase the past.

All my life I have been counting time.

Am I living default dead or default alive?

This year has really been one hell of a ride.

Do you ever just want to start fresh?

How time flies.

With 2014 rapidly coming to a close, I find myself in the company of countless others who are, no doubt, also reflecting on the past 365.25 days.

I need to move away To where the days are short and nights are long And the weather reflects my eternal temperament Melancholy So I can sit in a stark white room As shadows play across the walls Rays scattered by a pale, almost-complete moon Rain pattering