Uilleann Pipes Did Sing

A Poloroid photograph sits in a box, wrapped in crinkled tissue. 

The picture is of a young, vibrant couple in their twenties, on a warm summer day, exchanging vows of marriage. They’re standing on a deck overlooking a lake, surrounded by pine trees. Her gown gently moved, here frozen, in the cooling breeze. A once-priest, their first communal father, joins their hands. A man sits nearby, Uilleann pipes at the ready to sing celebrations. It is an image of promise.

The picture is also the culmination of a decade-long relationship that began as two childhood friends became more, growing into young adulthood together. Discovering and overcoming the trials and tribulations of their 20’s as partners. Though young, they are seasoned old souls, and this event was simply a long-earned step in their intended course, towards their true North.

The picture is untainted by the nightmare that followed shortly after it was captured. It is unreflective of the lifetime of chaos for one after the other was abruptly taken from those who continue to carry love for her.

The snapshot hides – protected from dust, prying selfish eyes and little curious fingers – as a reminder to him of what was. A reinforcement that the moment captured then was real, tangible, that the vows they exchanged were said out loud before the universe as witness. Proof validating that they were here together, grew together. Evidence that there was something, someone, so beautiful and saturated with hope for their tomorrows to come. Incontrovertible truth that these two existed, individually and as a dynamic inseparable pair.

This hidden picture is the definitive answer that their love was something – everything – frozen perfectly in one moment. Not the whisper of dreams that have echoed down an empty corridor as it has seemed to him for over 7,600 days since.

It is for those days that the pipes did sing. Their song was mighty.

Waking Up Tired

Woke up and the clock and laptops were all reporting 7:32! OMG OMG OMG I slept through two scrums and possibly a client call! Omg! Turn the kettle on and scramble to the QA and project managers, with apologies, somehow I slept through the alarm clock. Holy shit! Anything needed of me?

Dude, it’s 1945pm. You’re fine. Check in tomorrow morning. Wait, it’s still Thursday? I haven’t had dinner yet?

And from one QA, “take a mental health day tomorrow. You’re allowed. Just sleep in.”

I honestly don’t know how to do that. And the project manager just took the day off so I will carry the day….

Vinyl Pool Toolkit

If you have a vinyl inflatable pool during the quarantine, there are 3 items you will need:
– Pool scoop net. This is for bugs, debris, leaves and junk that ends upon your pool.
– Tarp. Something significantly larger than your pool to keep it covered overnight. This prevents bird droppings and all the debris mentioned above.
– Flex Tape!!! I cannot endorse this product without using more exclamation points. This stuff works wonders. We found a leak at the seam of our brand new pool after inflating it. I scrambled to the garage, snipped a slice of flex tape and patched the leak in real time. It’s still holding. This stuff is amazing. Granted, the scissors I used to cut it are a gummed up mess, but the pool still works. BUY FLEXTAPE

Thursday, quarantine day… whatever.

Standard work day with back to back meetings from 0500 until 1300. Then dad duty while mama bear does gym maintenance. Pizza for lunch, slack channel activity while the kids splash my gear from the kiddie pool. Edited video content for the trainer’s example. Walking a senior developer through the benefits of Kali Linux. There’s probably 10 more tasks I need to tackle before I pass out but this right here is as chill and fun as it gets.

The Half of It (Netflix)

A romantic self-discovery movie that is as warm and tender as only the best can hope to become. The Half of It delivers. It’s beautiful and intelligent

I’m pairing this movie with jambalaya (with or without sausage) because this requires comfort food to reassure self-discovery as welcome at home. When we discover who we are at that moment, validation helps. It’s actually redeeming. Should friends and family be absent, we still need to be true to ourselves, hence comfort food to the rescue.

The Half of It is my recommendation for your watch list this weekend.

Middleditch & Schwartz (Netflix)

There are only three episodes and I commend these two for braving the impossible: one hour of pure improvisation between two people, with only two chairs as props, before a live audience. This is not charades in your family living room. This is immediately assuming and developing a character – FOR COMEDY – on the spot in front a theater-sized audienc

Ready? GO!

True improv is brutal. Improv with another actor is an entirely different universe. These guys escalate from a good job, to a decent job to a great job (in 3 shows) with minor breakdowns in between.

The third episode is the best but you need to experience the journey. Watch all three.

The Platform (Netflix, Spanish with Subtitles)

A platform descends delivering a limited amount of food from floor to floor in a prison. Each floor contains two inmates. The platform contains less food than there are floors.

The Platform is a disturbing look into the brutal reality of privilege. It dives deep into the darkest self-serving nature humanity has to offer and the lengths we’ll go to survive.

Continue reading The Platform (Netflix, Spanish with Subtitles)

TP Panic

If we can trace the origin of coronavirus to one tiny little exotic meat shop in China, can someone trace the origin of misinformation about stockpiling toilet paper, water, OTC cold medications and hand sanitizer for me? I want to troll the hell out of that news feed.

Thanks in advance.