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In which the author remembers a designer who did not much like him, and finds he is still being taught by her fifteen years on.

In which the author misquotes Marx, grumbles about his feed reader, and hands out several hundred blogs to anyone who’ll take them.

In which the author enjoys his colleagues, faces down a laundry arithmetic problem, and revives a decade-old idea about rewriting history that once drew only blank stares.

In which the author, in need of cheering up, explains Elm to web developers by way of a Ruby interface he has secretly loved for years.

In which the author, anxious for his faculties, puts a stopwatch on his breakfast crossword and volunteers for the coming war against the machines.

In which the author, dog-tired, resolves to slow down, and discovers that a very tidy desk can start a movement - or at least an incursion.

In which the author, who once hummed the Indiana Jones theme at a colleague for less, wires his static blog into the IndieWeb and makes it up as he goes.

In which the author, asked by his youngest for help with a cleric, finds the official character sheet wanting and resolves, with some indignation, to print a better one.

In which the author is introduced to everyone at once, rides a possessed hire bike home at twice the legal speed, and builds a pedalboard out of a bathroom accessory.

In which the author, defeated by a fifteen-letter anagram, builds a solver that is fast, plain and deliberately unhelpful, and then discovers that zip is cleverer than he is.