There are certain queer times and occasions in this strange mixed affair we call life when a man takes this whole universe for a vast practical joke, though the wit thereof he but dimly discerns, and more than suspects that the joke is at nobody’s expense but his own.
Moby Dick. Melville.
Check it out at Colorado Public Radio. A mobile laundry to help the homeless community. “The consensus was that, if you’re on the streets in Denver, and you’re fairly savvy, you can shower,” Harris says. “But it’s next to impossible to do laundry.”
Nicely done Bayaud Enterprises.
The ‘untranslatable’ emotions you never knew you had.
Saudade (Portuguese) – a melancholic longing or nostalgia for a person, place or thing that is far away either spatially or in time – a vague, dreaming wistfulness for phenomena that may not even exist
Shinrin-yoku (Japanese) – the relaxation gained from bathing in the forest, figuratively or literally
“To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god.”
– The Meeting in a Dream
Nothing like randomly looking around a used book store.
Capitol Hill Books
Denver Public Library sculpture.
The Ultimate Introduction to ReactJS [Part 1] – Building React From Scratch
Watch out for the scream at the intro, especially if you are wearing headphones. Aside from that it’s good once you get going.
Decent length ~ 1 hr and 10 min
Advantages of React
Build TicTacToe app
Very readable -> clear and direct.
Short -> < 200 pages. To the point.
Source code available.
Hands on/example driven – as opposed to theoretical and abstract.
Mostly none. Price might be a concern.
Introductory text, maybe not for more experienced users.
Highly recommended intro to React.
Those long uneven lines
Standing as patiently
As if they were stretched outside
The Oval or Villa Park,
The crowns of hats, the sun
On moustached archaic faces
Grinning as if it were all
An August Bank Holiday lark;
And the shut shops, the bleached
Established names on the sunblinds,
The farthings and sovereigns,
And dark-clothed children at play
Called after kings and queens,
The tin advertisements
For cocoa and twist, and the pubs
Wide open all day;
And the countryside not caring:
The place-names all hazed over
With flowering grasses, and fields
Shadowing Domesday lines
Under wheat’s restless silence;
The differently-dressed servants
With tiny rooms in huge houses,
The dust behind limousines;
Never such innocence,
Never before or since,
As changed itself to past
Without a word – the men
Leaving the gardens tidy,
The thousands of marriages,
Lasting a little while longer:
Never such innocence again.