Schafe sind bessere Rasenmäher

One of my pastimes is making up a straw-man arguing against whatever I do to relax.

I’m lazy.

We took a trip to Mundenhof animal park yesterday.

My kids, 6 and not-quite-4, are learning chess — and they are kicking my ass.

I feel like I’m bitching a lot about my kids and while I sometimes neeeeed to get this off my chest, I do love both of them dearly.

I find it incredibly fascinating how memory works.

One of the most valuable things that I was taught as a software developer, is to write “good” Git commit messages.

My wife and I went to see the band Foreigner yesterday.

At work I’m known for having great memory.

While writing my last post about growing my own software, I also started thinking about which languages I use for my projects.

I’ve been thinking about coding my own KOReader Sync Server.

I’ve mentioned it before, but we got a new bike a few weeks before and I absolutely love it!

Hell yeah!

I recently read two thoughtful posts that oiled the gears in my mind and eventually sparked this idea to write through what the hell is going on with me at the moment.

Together with the kids, we are currently reading Lichterland.

I recently added a /now slash-page to my blog.

Today is a slow work day, so I found myself browsing my photos on Immich.

I’ve been collecting concert ticket stubs for many years now and I’ve always wanted to do something cool with them.

I’m shocked and amazed how much difference a single day off can make.

A shrill shriek jerks me awake.

This will be shorter, but I need to gush some more about Jujutsu.

While other people are doing something sane and valuable with / for their blog (e.g. adding a “Share to Mastodon” button, I’m spending my time doing something convoluted and kinda unnecessary.

Another message from future Robert: apparently I never hit publish on this post.

Tom came up with the interesting idea of listing one album for every year of his life.

Yes, yes, I’m an idiot.

I’ve written before about why I like Jujutsu better than Git.

Lately I’ve been playing a lot of Ball x Pit.

I pride myself for being punctual.

I love the term “to unlock something”, as in “this unlocked something for me” or “you just unlocked a memory for me”.

It feels like just yesterday, I wrote how to send and receive Outlook mails on the terminal.1 Today, I want to show you something neat that I learned from the aerc-discuss mailing list.2 I’ve been thoroughly enjoying my time with aerc so far.

…or what I actually wanted to call it: Showing the middle-finger to Microsoft and overeager system administrators.1 I’ve been moving more and more of my daily business over to the terminal.

I’ve been using Jujutsu for about two months now and it has almost entirely replaced Git for me.

A friend of mine is struggling with being a parent.

Out of left field, Dom surprised me this morning with a killer thread on Fedi about all the ways he…enjoys (?)

I fear this post will go all over the place, so let me give you a heads-up as to what I’ve planned.

My kids draw / scribble / craft a lot and it’s slowly getting out of hand.

Earlier today I read Joel’s posts “On keeping up with friends and contacts” and “True friendships”, the latter of which immediately reminded me of one specific friend I have.

“No daddy!”

Yesterday I experienced the first pangs of “game fatigue” with Hollow Knight: Silksong.

I self-host the Foundry VTT (virtual tabletop) server for my Dungeons & Dragons group.

Have you run your fingers down the wall And have you felt your neck skin crawl When you’re searching for the light ?

For the sake of full transparency, I’ll have to say that I’m writing this after less than 24h.

I first heard the term “I-get-it” button on Watch out for Fireballs, a game club podcast.

Welcome back!

This article has been tumbling around in my brain for a while.

“What is a man?

I’ve been following a few people on the Fediverse who almost exclusively spend their time playing older systems and games.

Continuing my Hack all the things series, I’m doing something slightly different today.

Title says it all, thanks for coming. . . .

My inspiration Dissecting my delusion What to do about it?