I’ve been applying patches lately. Not to the operating system, nor the load balancer. To myself. Sometimes you drift into degraded performance without even noticing, until something - or someone - triggers an alert. And then you have to check the logs, restart a few processes, clear some space.
April felt like the start of something—almost. That in-between moment where winter still has a grip, but you can smell the freedom of spring just around the corner. 🚐 Travel We started prepping the van for the season, which is always exciting. Not so exciting: finding out the battery was completely dead. The central locking didn’t work, and neither did the manual locks, so getting it open turned into a bit of a puzzle. Eventually, we managed and headed straight to the mechanic for a battery replacement. The good news? It passed the inspection without any issues. So technically, we’re road-ready.
Lately, I’ve been thinking about how time just flies when you’re juggling a bit of everything. March has been a mix of routines, small adventures, and moments that somehow end up sticking with you. Here’s a quick recap of what’s been going on lately
I’ve written posts about the history of this blog here and there (and many others have been lost during domain changes). However, this challenge shared by el amigo Juanjo feels like a great exercise in introspection.
Sometimes, things don’t turn out as planned. Not how you expected, not how you hoped, and certainly not how you envisioned them. Sometimes, life forces you to question motivations that feel irrational or outcomes that are beyond your control, things that aren’t tied to your effort, your decisions, or your intentions.
And the day came when a part of the magic and innocence of Christmas was lost. At 12 years old, it feels as though something inside me has been taken away.
Some time ago, I decided to integrate Hugo, the static site generator, with Obsidian, my favorite note-taking tool, so that writing becomes the only obstacle to publishing new content. This post explains how I set it up and shares some tips to reduce the friction between writing, generating, and publishing.
Something I’ve been waiting for years finally happened tonight: for the first time, “the boys” and I were left alone at home, and the idea of “playing some FIFA” came up naturally. As cliché as it may sound, it was something I never planned to suggest myself, but I secretly hoped it would come up spontaneously from one of the kids.
Once, I met a robot who shared some wise words with me. It said, «I am a bridge, built to connect worlds that were never meant to meet. On one side, a web of infinite possibilities; on the other, the raw, unfiltered depths of reality. I don’t judge the messages I carry and simply ensure they reach the other side.».
The Eternal Dilemma. The first door that opened when I decided to leave Twitter was Mastodon, and I have a special fondness for it because of that. It also gave me the chance to experience what it’s like to run an instance with actual users. Does it have its problems? Absolutely: