I recently moved this web site to a new hosting company so that I could play with some server-side features. It’s been a great deal of fun getting some perl scripts to work, and setting up a couple of cron jobs. Getting that working for the first time gives a sense of accomplishment. For a moment, I feel like, “yeah, now this web site is turning into something. Now here’s a useful record of this time in my life.”
Then I come to my senses. As much as I enjoy this web site, it isn’t my gift to posterity.
We just watched The Life of David Gale. I liked it. David said of someone, “She left the world a better place. It’s a small thing, but very difficult.” That made me think.
As much as I like to tinker, write program, and play with this web site, in perspective they’re not my life’s work. My children are it. Everything takes a back seat to making the world a better place for them, and raising them to enjoy living harmoniously in it. I don’t know if I’ll succeed. But I do think they’ll be here longer than this blog, so I better do my best.