Before and after
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Here I am on Easter Sunday, the week before the diet began
and here again this morning, carrying the equivalent of the shed pounds more or less
Here I am on Easter Sunday, the week before the diet began
and here again this morning, carrying the equivalent of the shed pounds more or less
In 2016 I went to a bunch of technical talks, none of which I intend to discuss right now, and all of which armed with a cameraphone along with everybody else in the audience. In this day of Slideshare and official corporate tech blogs many of the presentations will make it up to the web in pristine form, so why would anyone want to take a crooked, out of focus, keystone distorted, and sometimes half second too late picture of the screen?
When I was a kid growing up in San Francisco everybody was well versed with rain, which seemed like it could come down at any time except during the warmest part of the year in September-October. We didn’t have advanced materials to protect us from the elements then like Gore-Tex and super-hydrophobic coatings for our windshields then. I was a traffic boy in elementary school and we often went out in the mornings and was often sent out wearing a rubberized slicker with brass clasps like the one on this Etsy page. It was just the way things were here, before the years of drought starting in the 1970s.