I’ve just counted back and realised that it wasn’t eight weeks ago that I started swing dancing, but seven. Just fifty days ago, almost to the hour (as I’m writing this), I was sitting in a San Francisco diner drinking a gallon of ice-cream milkshake, having thoroughly enjoyed my first taste of swing dancing.
Now, fifty [...]
I almost didn’t take part in Ada Lovelace Day this year. Between recently taking up dancing, where I find myself suddenly in a pretty solid majority, and being bogged down with work (both $dayjob and Apache), the unicorn status has firmly lost any sheen it might ever have had. The performance is just exhausting.
But perhaps [...]
When I point out that something you say is ostracizing a minority of which I’m a part, or demeaning them; when I point out that something you’re doing seems exclusionary to the minority of which I’m a member, or just plain hurtful…
You really shouldn’t come back with “well, we asked around the rest of the [...]
Yesterday, I joined some of my colleagues on a cave walk. Having previously experienced Ailwee Cave in the Burren, I was expecting a leisurely walk through some beautiful geological features. In retrospect, the name of the cave–Hölloch, or Hell Hole–should perhaps have provided a clue.
Switzerland’s wonderful public transport got us easily to Muotathal, where the [...]