Life of Bryan

People have tried to get me to eat fish my entire life. It makes me gag. One of my favorites protests is: “you’ll like this, it doesn’t taste fishy at all!”

But why are people trying to get me to eat something that’s threshold for quality is that it doesn’t taste like the thing that it is? 🤔

Maybe a weird question, but anyone know if there are any free and open source budgeting apps for iOS with bank account sync? Or is that just way beyond what anyone should expect from FOSS?

I hadn’t logged into my Pixelfed account in a while. The Progressive Web App is a lot nicer now, IMO. Very polished.

Thinking of my brother on his heavenly birthday today. He would’ve been 41. Miss you.

Wrapping up week 4 in the new job and enjoying it. The first few months are all about finding your bearings. I’ve got a supportive team helping me grow into the role, but I’ve already had a lot of uncomfortable situations. Just picking up the discourse, the new language, is always a challenge.

Apologies to anyone following my music listening history and sees everything from Elmo and Fugazi.

Apologies to anyone following my music listening history and sees everything from Elmo and Fugazi.

After two days of public transit and traveling around downtown Portland and Seattle, I’m really saddened by the fact that that my son was just about the only child I saw, and I honestly questioned my parenting by exposing him to certain things on this trip. I left with him for the KISS concert wondering if maybe he was too young for the show, not even really thinking about the realities of our cities. I figured out quick public transit trips ... indw.blog/2023/11/07/after-two

After two days of public transit and traveling around downtown Portland and Seattle, I’m really saddened by the fact that my son was just about the only child I saw, and I honestly questioned my parenting by exposing him to certain things on this trip.

I left with him for the KISS concert wondering if maybe he was too young for the show, not even really thinking about the realities of our cities. I figured our quick public transit trips would be no big deal, but our homelessness and drug issues are just so bad, and I regret not driving us up there.

I am used to having regular fears. I’ve lived in seedy areas most of my life. But the fears I had these last two days were not my “normal” fears of guns or cars possibly killing us, or people breaking the window of my car for some change in the center console, or a pick pocket, but rather the potential for my kid being exposed to fentanyl, or the absolutely off-their-rocker people we saw on every bus and train we took, screaming obscenities and racial slurs.

It’s terribly sad to me that kids can’t take part in downtown life in this country, particularly on the west coast. Despite the fun times we had, the things he was exposed to fill me with sadness and make me want to leave, for a small town or another country altogether.

On a packed bus and some lady is on speaker phone buying something and repeated her credit card number, expiration, and security code, OUT LOUD. Seriously, how dumb can you be?

More Seattle fun. We rode up to the top of the Space a needle with a load of Hindu monks. They were very kind to my son and let him ride by the windows in the elevator. Nice littlle extended weekend getaway for us boys.

Figures. Haven’t taken the train in forever and now it’s going to be a bus ride due to a landslide.

Looks like Micro.blog forgot to fall back today, all the time stamps are an hour in the future.

Three years ago, I was recognized as an Italian citizen and I’m going to visit the Veneto region where me and my children are registered. I’m really excited.

The paint I got on my watch yesterday unlocked memories of seeing similarly speckled paint on my dad’s digital watches growing up.