There are things you can prep for, and things you can sort out, but digital security and accounts for the dead? Not actually easy.
It’s been a year. It doesn’t feel real yet. A few mornings ago I woke up and my first thought was “oh yeah, Dad is dead.” I got a phone call late at night, my belle-meré par remariage called to…
A brand new guitar, some super happy thoughts, and getting through the pain of loss all in one.
It's time to bring back the Dead Pool. This post is morbid as hell.
I just can't do one for 2014.
Why I AdaCamp'd is horribly complex, peculiarly person, and incomplete. And long. This is long and rambling.