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Met with some folks at WREK today to hand off my responsibilities
as tender of the music robot. As of the end of the month, I am a
freelance on-demand developer for them and a listener. My days of high
involvement are pretty much over.

When I lived in Portland they were between attempts at the yellow bike
program. Interestingly enough, they are also doing the same thing in
the city of Decatur. It wouldn’t
work a lot of places, and not many places in this area. Decatur is one
of the few where it makes sense. People lean towards green politics,
and there is a dense enough city core that there is a need to bike
from place to place. I’m curious how well it will work, and for how
long. The Portland experiment suffered from bike attrition. I only saw
two of them while I was there, one in operation in a stand and one
abandoned down by the river. It would have been nice to have them
around when I was working there. For a while I brought my bike with me
on the bus every day, and I rode it from place to place. The day I
left work at lunchtime to ride my bike to the comic book store and to
play Galaga and Robotron at the retrocade, I felt like I was 14 again.

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This morning as I was getting ready for work, I heard in the course of
about 90 seconds that Jimmy Carter had won the Nobel Peace Prize and
that there was an accident at Jimmy Carter Boulevard that was backing
up I-85. About 10 years ago, we lived in Smithville GA while I worked
for Merck in Albany. At that point, we were about 15 miles from
Plains in one direction and Americus in another. We always kind of
meant to visit Plains and the Carter Museum, but we never did. We have
visited the Carter Center here in town. It’s in a great spot, about
half a mile from downtown and the Little Five Points/ Virginia
Highlands area. There were gardens and libraries and lots of peaceful
spots. I guess that was the plan.