So a couple years back, a friend had posed a question. Their child was assigned the task of reading Robert Frost's "Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening" and to write a short description of what they thought the poem was about. To this they would also add the opinions of a few other adults and so as a nominal adult I and others were queried. Seriousness was not required and was arguably actively discouraged, at least by the parent.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Only time will tell what sorts of things end up on this blog. I kind of felt like having someplace to drop random creative, semi-creative, derivative, and possibly exculpatory outputs and outlets. I don't expect to post here frequently, and rarely if ever to express my thoughts on the role of incentives in growth-oriented governmental subsidization policies, though I make no promises not to wax poetic on the use of configuration management tools, convergence, and idempotency.