Of Keyboards and Dumpster Fires


Happy New Year! Now with 2020, the historical equivalent of dousing a dumpster in gasoline then lighting the whole thing on fire with an ignited fart, we can get back to what really matters, and that is calling the fire department, dousing the flames, and sifting through the cinders of our dreams which are now charred reminders that yes, in fact it can happen here.

But I digress. 2021 is upon us, a new year with new hopes, new opportunities, and a refreshed sense of purpose. For example, I have discovered that you can build your own mechanical keyboard. Like virtually any hobby, once you dive into the rabbit hole you discover that the investment can well exceed the realm of good sense and fiscal responsibility. Why spend $15 on a plain, boring keyboard when you can spend upwards of $600 to get in on the entry level of building your own bespoke keyboard? Why spend time learning to program, to play the guitar, or learning carpentry when you can toil for hours over which switch to buy and how to best secure and lube your keyboard stabilizers? It seems like a no brainer to me.

The pandemic is still raging and while there are viable vaccines now coming available, it will still be quite a while before things start returning to anything even resembling the Before Times. My employer (hey, a marmot needs to eat too) has already informed us that when normal operations resume, a large part of our staff will continue to work remotely. A lot of places are embracing remote work arrangements in part because the technology now exists for it to be truly viable. I’ll be very interested to see how far this shift in our work environments will go, and if it will be truly lasting.

For all the tragedy and trauma Coronavirus has caused, there have been some lasting impacts that are not bad. One of the most beneficial things that has happened is that it gave us all an opportunity to pause and reflect on the things and people that truly matter. My fear is that we as a society will forget everything as soon as we’re given the all-clear to go outside without a mask. It seems that for every painful lesson that is learned, there is a far greater, far more concerted effort to forget the lesson and pretend the pain was never experienced. We don’t actually learn anything other than how to embrace denial. We should probably see to that going forward.

Well, I know this has been a random post. This doesn’t seem very technical or engaging. What it is is the random musings of some dude floating out there with the rest of you, trying to sort out the day to day while needing to actually do the day to day. I have no idea if I’ll be posting more regularly in 2021, though I hope to do so. I’ve got a couple other things I’d like to dive into, but I always have about 10 things I’d like to get to before sighing to myself, launching Netflix and proceeding to squander my time left here on Earth.

I don’t make resolutions anymore. Resolutions mean endings, and life isn’t over until it’s over.

Happy New Year everyone. Let’s all try to kick some proverbial ass.


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