Out of all the weird San Francisco traditions, the whole “let’s get drunk, dress up, and walk this race after the serious runners are done” one is one of my favorites. In the past, I have described the event to my friends as a city-wide Dillo Day. Continue reading...
Many months ago, when my brother Max was visiting, Rodolfo and Ciara told us they had gotten a reservation at a site in Big Sur in the spring, and invited us to go camping with them. We were excited to join in. More...
This year’s PyCon took me to Cleveland, OH. Unlike last year’s event in Portland, I was not too excited about the location at first, but I was pleasantly surprised. Continue reading...
I just returned from PyCon, and just like last year it was an inspiring and motivating event. The sheer size of the conference, with its three thousand plus attendees, paired with the ever expanding surface area of all the fields where Python is used means that you’re constantly overwhelmed. Continue reading...
When Max and Einat got married, we decided that instead of giving them a physical thing as a gift, we’d give them an experience that they could enjoy with us. This trip to NYC was it. Continue reading...