Here in Truckee, Calvin and Lawrence are experiencing snow for the first time. My brother JT joined us for a week - I think the kids had more fun playing with JT than the snow.
JT brought his ukulele, which they thought was magical. Each morning, Lawrence would point to its case in the corner, we would acknowledge it was JT's, then Lawrence would sprint across the cabin and pound on JT's door to wake him up.
I think JT learned a bit about having kids this week.
I captured a clip of Calvin strumming the ukulele in a live photo. I wondered if I could create a song from that clip by looping the audio and adjusting its pitch. The video above is the result of that experiment. I used Audacity to loop/pitch the audio and Camtasia to edit the video. It was a fun project learning how to better use those tools.
January 30th 2023
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Growth Without Goals by Patrick O'Shaughnessy
The Paradox of Goals by Anne-Laure Le Cunff
Forget about Passion and Goals by Scott Adams
Video editing and real work squeezed out a lot of my writing time this week.
Still collecting my thoughts on my education essay. If you haven't responded yet and would like to read a draft, reply and let me know!
In the meantime - here's an essay from the archive:
Why Does Daddy Have To Work?
Until next week, and for many more!
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