Author Archives: Brett Bim

Upgrading To Mountain Lion, PostgreSQL and Rails

I’m prob­a­bly late to the party on this since Moun­tain Lion has been out for an inter­net eter­nity but if I ever have to do it again or if some­one is a worse pro­cras­ti­na­tor than me, this will live in per­pe­tu­ity in the Google­verse to aid us on out trav­els. I upgraded to Moun­tain Lion

An Experiment in Permaculture

So in my trav­els through the inter­net and gar­den­ing web­sites and forums, I stum­bled across Per­mies. From there, I learned about Hugelkul­tur which is a way to build raised beds using old wood that even­tu­ally rots away all forest-like into what is sup­pos­edly an extremely drought tol­er­ant gar­den bed. Those words “drought tol­er­ant” caught my

Garden Update

Week­end event: Heard Museum plant sale, first week­end of the McK­in­ney Farmer’s Mar­ket Week­end tasks: Added 2000 pounds of soil and com­post to the north veg­gie bed to plant it with toma­toes and pep­pers; planted every­thing we bought at the Heard Museum plant sale includ­ing bee balm, mex­i­can hat, laven­der, hot and spicy oregano, fen­nel,

Herbs

But not that kind of herb, the NSA is out in force these days mak­ing sure the good cit­i­zens of Amer­ica aren’t par­tak­ing in any­thing par­tic­u­larly fun to off­set the ongo­ing eco­nomic mis­ery in their lives. No, these are herbs more like oregano, corian­der, sage and pars­ley all of which we planted on Sun­day. The

Early Spring Garden

Feb­ru­ary 10th, we set out the early gar­den for the spring. The weather here has been mild to say the least with the excep­tion of a week long cold snap in Jan­u­ary. We’ve had very few freezes, maybe 2 in all of Feb­ru­ary alone, no more than 10 for the win­ter I don’t think. Even

Travels In New Orleans

It was appar­ently not known that desire must be dammed up to be self-renewing.” Jacques Barzun Travel writ­ing is some­what meta­phys­i­cal in nature. I mean this in the sense that I am writ­ing about a place try­ing to con­vince you it is won­der­ful many times all the while try­ing to enjoy the place in ques­tion

On Adventure And Detachment

Dark spruce for­est frowned on either side of the frozen water­way. The trees had been stripped by a recent wind of their white cov­er­ing of frost, and they seemed to lean toward each other, black and omi­nous, in the fad­ing light. A vast silence reigned over the land. The land itself was a des­o­la­tion, life­less,

A Significant Place

I stand beside a grav­elly, sand packed road. I kneel down and touch the ground with my hand. The sun threat­ens to pound me into the ground, its blaz­ing rays like pieces of glass against my face. Breath­ing is dif­fi­cult here and the heat is chok­ing in its inten­sity. Yet small brown skinned chil­dren play

On Fundraising

Last week­end, I took part in Cross­Fit for Hope, a fundrais­ing event by Cross­Fit to raise money for St. Jude Children’s Research Hos­pi­tal. The goal across all par­tic­i­pants was $1.7 mil­lion, one day’s oper­at­ing costs for St. Jude. As with most things Cross­Fit, it revolved around a work­out aptly named Cross­Fit for Hope (we’re noth­ing

Please Don’t Learn To Speak French

This essay is a par­ody of this essay. You should read it as such. It will be of lit­tle inter­est to the great major­ity of my read­ers but there was no point in putting it on my rapidly dying tech­nol­ogy blog. Today (regard­less on which day you are read­ing this) on Twit­ter, a hun­dred or so