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On this day in 2012 with the horror of the shooting in a Denver suburb movie theater blanketing the news, I am newly reminded of the incredible and sometimes terrifying range of what it is that we call, human.

Shotgun, rifle, body armor and a dark theater versus a snub-nose 38?

As of late yesterday, I’m now developing and downloading code for Arduino in Eclipse.

It’s monsoon season.

We’ve been in Arizona for more than 40 years and it’s always been called that. I don’t care if it looks more like a “haboob” than a “monsoon.”

The hammer hits the firing pin and that hits the primer, but it doesn’t go bang. Removing that round and looking at its backside, the dent in the primer is smaller than it should be.

My job is to help customers use my employer’s product to build ultra-high reliability computer software such as that used to autonomously fly drones or to automate much of a real pilot’s interaction with, for example, the Boeing 787 over which he/she is in the left-hand cockpit seat.

It’s the process as much as the product. And by that I mean when, how much and where the product, any product, is used.

No one can take away from you the fierce independence of what you think. No law can stop you from thinking what you think. It is your ultimate independence.

It is a tradition that wives and then children take on the father’s surname. While we could debate why this is, the fact remains it is now and has been for most of recorded history, a common practice.

In the movie, THX-1138, Robert Duvall’s character escapes the underground society because the cost of his pursuit goes over-budget. The robot Police are withdrawn. He’s become too expensive to keep. He escapes.