listening to the streets

Still trying to sort out mode; many a spare moment devoted to checking out what others in the blogworld are discussing -- so many people developing ideas thoroughly about technology and communication convergence, but I can't seem to devote too much time to follow any of my own thoughts through to substance.

Snowplowing through two OS X programming books: working on examples in Building Cocoa Applications on on-duty nights after I finish my other work, (and some off-duty nights too,) and taking in small doses of Cocoa in a Nutshell a couple times a day after I wipe off the bunk toilet seat to sit down.

The plan is to start writing a program I spent time fleshing out while in Spain, but I don't yet feel like I have a stable enough knowledge base to start from.

I have thoughtwanders during runs and daydream time, but they tend to be meanders through the field rather than travels down a path to a little cabin in the wood with dust-covered windows and chimney smoking.

A few times in my life I've felt I really hit upon something, and maybe even put it down in writing. Right now, though, no conclusions, just questions.

So, I spout inabilities because they are my only truths.