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Vibe Check №34

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The temperatures soared over 100ºF and the yard is dead and everything smells roasted. But the ten day forecast shows a ten degree dip and that is cause for celebration. Another school year has started. My son has started middle school and my daughter is now in third grade. It’s shocking how fast life goes. And on the workfront, the pace is picking up now that everyone has come back from summer vacation.

A lot has transpired since the previous vibe check (vacations, new pets, rock shows). To start it off, my family escaped the heat and went to San Diego (as is the custom) for one good week and one awful week…

San Diego: The First Good Week

Left: a pink beach drink. Right a dark sunset over Mission Bay San Diego

We flew out to Phoenix to join up with my wife’s family and caravan out to San Diego. We had a family dinner the night before and got to see my one year old grandnephew for the first time in a long while. He’s a sweet kid but does not want his Granduncle Dave holding him yet.

The next day we loaded up the beach gear and drove to a resort in Mission Beach in San Diego for a four day stay. We had a great time with my wife’s family letting the cousins run loose while grown-ups played tennis, pickleball, and I played my annual round of golf with my male in-laws. After four days of big family time we scooted up to Encinitas to stay for two nights with our Austin friends whose summer rental had a guest house.

Encinitas was super charming. We stayed near Beacons Beach which is one of those cool beaches at the bottom of a cliffside. We beached pretty hard. My daughter and her oldest bestie pranced up and down the shoreline for hours and she even learned to surf. The contrast between Mission and Encinitas couldn’t be more stark. The trip could have ended there and would have been one of the best vacations in the books. But we weren’t done! We planned to extend the trip with a one-week rental in Mission Bay.

San Diego: The Second Awful Week

The minute we checked into our beachside rental the whole vibe shifted. From tranquil Encinitas to getting blasted with the sounds (and smells) of Mission Beach. Honking, motorcycles, bottles clanking, fighting, garbage trucks, neighbors blasting bad music, and smells drifting up from the alleyway. It felt like going from a yoga retreat to a frat house. Then it got worse. That night our daughter said she didn’t feel well and the next day my wife started going downhill.

A week of beach fun turned into spending thousands of dollars to be sick inside a beach-adjacent summer rental watching SpongeBob Squarepants on repeat. After three urgent care visits over two days the sick members of our party had the required antibiotics to start feeling better. The next day, we went home.

And –as if it couldn’t get any better– I got COVID on the plane ride back. Ughck.

We adopted two new pups

One black dog with one brown eye and one blue eye and a black and white dog with pointy ears and two blue eyes, both staring at the camera

Our kids have been asking for a new dog for over a year. Every day this summer I’d step into the house and my daughter would spin a laptop around to show me the new dogs she found on the Austin Pets Alive! website. She even wrote a song to try to convince me to get a dog. 🥺 They were dead set on a pup named “Laneige” (named by the shelter after a Korean lip balm).

After dropping the kids off at grandma’s house for a long weekend, we set our plan into action: adopt a dog and surprise the kids. But our plans changed when the shelter brought out Laneige’s sister Rosebud (also named after a lip balm) to our meet and greet. Her pointy ears and blue eyes were too cute. We tend to play it more conservative when it comes to big life choices but we decided to go full stupid for once and surprise the kids with not one dog, but two dogs!

Names may change and we daily ask ourselves “Did we overdo it?” but generally we’re happy with the new additions.

Frostapalooza

Me playing bass guitar drowned in moody green and purple rock show lighting

Photo by Will Brower

A year ago Brad Frost called my wife and I to share a wild idea for his 40th birthday party: get all his musician friends from all over the world together on one stage for one night of rocking out. Over the course of the next year we picked songs, learned parts, recorded tracks, hoping –but never knowing– how it would all turn out when we assembled in Pittsburgh for one night of rock.

It. Was. Phenomenal.

Nothing could have prepared me for the blast from the five piece horn section. It sounded perfect. It felt big. Dozens of people on stage playing together for the first time, but you wouldn’t know it. Music –good music– filling the halls of an old church. I’m a foot away from a bass guitar amp but I can’t hear the bass because there’s so much music happening. In the crowd I see people listening to my wife sing –they’re singing along– and it takes me back to when I first heard her sing at a karaoke bar in Los Angeles when I fell in love with her.

Twenty or so web luminaries (most named below)

Photo from Brad Frost

Outside the main event, it felt good to put kindling on some friendships. I got to see Chris, which is always pleasant to see the one person I’m guaranteed to have an hour long conversation every week. Zach & Danh (my co-hosts from Aside Quest) flew up on the same flight. But I got to see and chat with new and old friends as well; Ian, Dan, Ben, Phil, Mike, Jina, Burton, Adekunle, Kevin, Brian, Scott, Josh, Veronika, Ryan, Joshua, Jeff & Jenn & Arlo, Jeremy & Jessica, Daniel & Jessi, Rebecca & Ryan, and countless more folks. Since the US web development conference scene has more or less imploded since the pandemic, this felt a bit like a family reunion with some of my favorite people from around the world.

In the end, Frostapalooza was a magical night celebrating the power of music and friendship. It feels a bit like a dream now and when I explain it to people my words fall short. An ephemeral joyous moment and I have no idea if I’ll do anything like that in my life again. That’s special. The biggest thanks to Brad, Melissa, and Ella who sacrificed a lot of time, money, and life-force to pull it off.

The stats, o the stats.

Okay, quantifiers. Calm down. Here’s your beefsteak of itemized inputs and outputs.

🧠 Learning

📖 Reading

Not my best summer of reading but I’m enjoying the slower pace.

Finished

In Progress

📝 Blogging

Not my best summer of blogging. But the drafts folder is going wild. Trust me. Lol.

📺 Media

Not my best summer of media consumption. But I’m back on Dropout which is nice.

TV

Streaming

Anime

🧶 Crafts

🤖 Gunpla

Left: the black inner frame of the 12 inch tall perfect grade gundam model. Right: the completed gundam model classic red white and blue armor applied. Smaller model of same mech included for scale in both photos.

I built the Perfect Grade Unleashed RX-78-2 Gundam - The granddaddy of all granddaddies. This was an incredible build start to finish. I stalled out for two weeks over adhering some metal etching parts but I tried out different glues and cements and ended up using a Scotch Restickable Glue Stick (the same glue for Post-it Notes) and it worked great.

From the inner frame to the outer shell of the body armor, this model is jaw dropping. It has heft, but not too heavy. It poses but feels sturdy. Bandai nestled in gimmicks everywhere but also so subtle you’d never know they were there from a distance. I need to finish putting on all the stickers, but it’s already so incredible to look at that I fear over-decorating.

⌨️ Open source

Nothing official. Except for my job I guess which is technically open source.

👾 Video games

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