The year began on fire.
I rocked the Winter Carnivale.
Built a book scanner.
Studied math in the early hours.
Made machines. That make machines.
Saved books from drowning in Valley City.
Revived You Are Not Dead with Black Pants Theater, soon to be a play in Vancouver, BC.
Entered the book scanner in a contest.
Won a laser cutter.
Used the laser cutter to make a book scanner.
Tooth infection gone bad.
Lost my apartment.
Spoke in New York at NYLS. (image courtesy and copyright NYLS, used without permission)
Won a Kindle in a contest for laser-etched art.
Featured in Wired.
With Matti, built a light field camera.
Watched my building collapse and my hopes of easy progress with it.
Got a birthday gift I’ll never forget.
Got rear-ended about ten minutes ago. This year won’t die without a fight, but I’m a chin-up fighter.
Ups were up. Downs were way down. The balance is even, rising.
In a few hours I’ll have aged. Twenty eight, over ten thousand days and a third of the way there.