The important family members in my life are my son Riley with his family, and my grand-daughter Shelby. We all had a wonderful time in Nashville last Summer, and connections were solidified.
I have fourteen grand-children, some great grand-children, all with families and stories. Wake up guys, you have a real grandfather, still alive!
I would love to establish a relation with all of you, share your life with me and I will share it to the world thru my blog until I die.
In the process, learn what I'm leaving behind.
Shelby, share this!
It's noon and I'm drunk and stoned. Any thoughts about adventure that involves driving, dashed.
I had the breakfast buffet at Square 40, one round, so food made it on down this morning.
It's a nice cool 54° day and my front door is wide open. I haven't seen my neighbor at all yet, he's got a case of White Car Syndrome.
It occurs when the white car is in the driveway, which means his wife is there. They live in separate places and she drops by occasionally.
God only knows what goes on over there? They could be snuggling down to NetFlix, bickering in the kitchen, or doing the deed!
I spent yesterday morning with one friend, and made another, the guy up the road with the lifted truck. We left there and ended up back at my place where we partied on into the afternoon.
A lady dropped by and swooped him up. After he left another friend dropped by, carrying a fifth of Southern Comfort in a brown paper bag. I've never had it before, so I opened it and we drank.
Interesting stuff, and shortly the bottle was half empty. After he left, Daniel dropped by. He stuck his nose up at it, and refused a shot. This is a man who drinks Fireball on occasion.
That's the last thing I remember...
The owner/creator's front walk around of his cool lifted truck, shooting with my Pocket 2.
Four of these little spinning things, cost a cool grand.
I've been hangin with a friend, watching video on my big screen and talking to my Echo. I asked her, per my friends request, what is Artificial Intelligence?
She went on to explain the science in technical terms but suddenly, the walk down the beach in Rio with the women in skimpy bikinis on the big screen changed, and a YouTube selection of videos about AI, was presented.
My Echo and my TV are friends. I appreciate and respect their friendship, but I'm cautious.
To present a selection of videos on my screen based on a question I asked my Echo, is amazing! Of course you have to have your TV on YouTube, but I can adjust her volume anytime, turn her On and Off, with just a voice command.
Made a new friend up in Summertown with a beautiful tricked out lifted Chevy Tahoe.
Lifted in the front, adjustable in the back.
And of course the front is also adjustable.
Spacious and open.
And the little spinning things in the middle of each chrome wheel, cost $250 each.
I shot a little video of life around my place today, from the perspective of my front door. No editing, just tossed it up there, if you're interested:
I was up at Number Seven in the Park today, and ended up having a fun conversation with a buddy and a guy eating lunch in his car.
I approached the car because I thought I knew him, I didn't. Turned out to be a nice local guy my age and we started chatting.
It was a beautiful day in David Crockett State Park, probably still is, when a friend of mine rolled up, parked, and walked on down to our conversation.
It was great, three old guys shooting the shit and swapping stories on the best weather day of the year so far.
It broke up after a while, car guy had to split, and we all went our way. It was a fun lunch time at Seven.
I've been programming computers for fifty five years. It all started in Wilson Price's data processing class at the old Merritt College in Oakland, CA, in 1969.
It was a JC and I was only going to do two years, but I ended up doing another year running their computer lab with a brand new IBM Sys 3 Model 10.
I learned how to write code in a language called RPG 3. It was business oriented, designed to be the computer backbone of small to mid-size companies.
IBM sold that system with gusto to the San Francisco Bay Area in the 70's and I was right there to code it.
My first Sys 3 job was with the Mafia, developing accounting software for their shell company, Golden Grain Macaroni in San Leandro. It's where I met my lifelong friend Skoge.
It was the beginning of an amazing coding career. I started consulting, selling my skills for good money all over the Bay Area, and down to Monterey/Carmel.
IBM would install the equipment and call me with the lead. I developed great Systems all over the Bay, from the ground up.
The one in Carmel Valley was built around making a doll with a dick, named Uncle Sherman, made famous by Johnny Carson, called Flasher Fashions. It's where I met my lover Dawn, and my lifelong friend Beryl, living now in Hawaii.
I developed two systems for Interocean Steamship, the largest shipping company on the West Coast, based in downtown San Francisco, in the old California Building.
The first was RPG code running on a Sys/3. It allowed the hundred and fifty operators to manage shipments from their terminals, between Seattle, WA and Long Beach, CA.
A year later they upgraded to an IBM Sys 3, Mod 15 and hired me back to write brand new code. I did and even saved their company at one point.
I was at the top of my game, making great money like crazy! Blowing a bit of it at my favorite strip clubs, before taking the Bart train back to Oakland.
Then the IBM PC came out. I bought one of the first, bailed from the Sys3, and proceeded to write amazing code on that platform, that formed businesses from the ground up.
I ended up in Washington state, loving my boy Riley, coding for a living through the early nineties. Then the jobs dried up, I went homeless for a spell.
I dragged myself up to lead supervisor for a large transit company and continued being Riley's dad, writing code, and exploring the Internet. Then I met Steph, and we ultimately moved to Idaho.
My wonderful successful sister allowed us to live in one of her properties, a three bedroom, two bath log home, on an acre of land at the base of the Grand Tetons. For free the first few years, finally just $500 a month as Steph and I both established good jobs.
Family was there, never should have left. It's where I went from broke, to building up the stash that's now almost gone.
I set up a great office in the smaller room, bought a powerful desktop and a wide screen monitor, and dove back in to coding, when I wasn't working.
I carried that computer here, where I kept on coding, with my cat Piper in my lap. I got a new web host, started this blog, while my coding skills were at the top of their game.
PHP, with JQuery, Javascript and CSS. Creating great blog code and individual apps. You can see the internals by clicking Stuff on the menu above.
I developed what I thought was a great template that scaled smoothly between phones and computer screens. I bought domains to develop code on, and I made some good ones.
Unfortunately, they never took off. It was then that I realized my coding days were done. I started living at my laptop, writing, only turning my old box on to scan or print something.
So, the story gets better! A while back as I wallowed in pathetic sorrow, I put out to this blog that if anybody wanted my shit, come and get it.
My computer was scooped up in a heartbeat by Hudson, wanted to turn it into a gaming rig. He assured me that he wiped it clean first.
Finally, I was thinking today that my old PC contained everything, every line of code I've written across many websites, over many years.
I could grab some of the code from the server, but why. I'm done! It's all gone.
So do I regret it? No. By submitting that box I wipe myself clean. I never want to code again, just live.
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