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This site has been rather abandoned for many years. Sorry, internet.
I strongly considered deleting the contents of my ramblings from over 10 years ago.
Or, maybe it is time for a revival. Enjoy!

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The Hidden Costs of a Vanity Domain

Lately, as I’ve been looking at potentially shifting careers from Software Engineering to something more customer facing such as Developer Advocacy, I’ve really been forced to reckon with some personal technical debt – primarily this website, and most recently, my vanity e-mail address. Back in 2004, I felt amazingly fortunate to be able to register…

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    Mexico [Sinking] City

    I realized during what was my fourth trip to Mexico since moving to Texas that I had not written even a word regarding my visits and adventures. That is a shame, really, as there is really quite a bit that I should have shared about my travels to Monterrey, Playa del Carmen, and Akumal. This…

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    Home to home through home

    Perhaps I was a bit hard on Rochester in my last post. Overall, it really wasn’t too bad of a place to re-visit. It is amazing how much not being able to find something at a late hour can affect my judgment of a place. On Wednesday, after a long day of recruiting at the…

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    Return to Rochester

    I only get the urge to write in this blog when I travel. I wonder why that is. Today, I am back in Rochester, NY. Home of my alma-mater. This time, instead of being a resident, I am a visitor. Instead of being a student, I am a full-time employed adult. Instead of seeking employment…

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    It was like I’ve always lived in this mess.

    The title is not meant to sound negative. In a way, its what Austin really is. This entire city is a contradiction in my mind, and that seems to be the way I operate. On contradictions. Oh, and, by the way, I am living in Austin, TX now. Should it not have been for my…

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    Home to home through home

    Perhaps I was a bit hard on Rochester in my last post. Overall, it really wasn’t too bad of a place to re-visit. It is amazing how much not being able to find something at a late hour can affect my judgment of a place. On Wednesday, after a long day of recruiting at the…

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    Return to Rochester

    I only get the urge to write in this blog when I travel. I wonder why that is. Today, I am back in Rochester, NY. Home of my alma-mater. This time, instead of being a resident, I am a visitor. Instead of being a student, I am a full-time employed adult. Instead of seeking employment…

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    International Dvorak Layout

    Before my study abroad in Spain, I realized that I was going to be doing quite a bit of writing en español, and that this was going to require some new keyboard adjusting, since I didn’t feel like doing the alt-01249 key combinations to get characters like ñ € ó ç º ü ¡ ¿,…

  • Marfa, TX [The Other Oasis in the Desert]

    Last weekend, I went on a trip to Marfa, Texas with a friend from work, Josh. Where is Marfa? Well, it’s nowhere, really. By nowhere, I mean out in the dry brush land of western Texas. By nowhere, I mean it is a place that shouldn’t exist, yet does, somehow. Kind of like Neverland. Why…

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    New Clothes

    Basically, I just wanted to post this picture. But really, I decided that my wardrobe needs some revamping. Europe has made me realize that baggy shirts are not the way to go. The problem is that finding long sleeve shirts with my neck size and sleeve length is apparently near impossible. I did get some…

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    It was like I’ve always lived in this mess.

    The title is not meant to sound negative. In a way, its what Austin really is. This entire city is a contradiction in my mind, and that seems to be the way I operate. On contradictions. Oh, and, by the way, I am living in Austin, TX now. Should it not have been for my…

  • (Untitled)

    I sit in front of the browser window the tab is marked (Untitled) the blank white page the blinking cursor in the address bar begs me to go somewhere pleads me to enter destination to find something, a solution to how I am feeling to making things right and permanent but there is no such…

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    Jo estic català

    Today was rough. In fact, it is less like one day, not even two, but more like three. I slept two hours before going to the beach, and felt rather exhausted when I did wake. Kaitlin and I went anyways, and it was ok, but the weather could have been better. Then the coming back…