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Repo with example code from my #SeaGL2023 talk "Diagrams as Code: An Intro to #MermaidJS" is now live at https://github.com/CBielstein/MermaidDiagramsTalk
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@cbielstein I haven't tried using it yet, but it seemed like a cool project! I don't have a media server at this point but my PC is really struggling to run #BaldersGate3 so it will eventually become a home server and I'll be playing with things like Jellyfin soon!
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It was a great day for sailing with friends! #Seattle #PNW #Sailing #SmallBoats
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My tow-capable car is in the shop, so it's my first weekend in a bit to not be out on the water...so I will share some photos instead!
Two weeks ago, I took my boat "Peregrine" to Lake Union to join Seattle's Center for Wooden Boats for some racing. Amazingly, I seemed to do alright and was sent home with an award to add to Peregrine's collection from previous owners.
Last weekend, my wife and I enjoyed the morning out on Lake Washington. The idea had been to test out the new little electric trolling motor's range...but the wind was too good to pass up and the sails went up quickly. Shoutout to the other small boat sailor we saw blasting along even faster than us in his Gig Harbor Point Defiance!
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Spent a good portion of today planning and purchasing hardware and lines for reefing on my tiny sailboat. I landed on something that is relatively low-cost, requires no drilling into the wooden boom, and should be quick to adjust on the water.
I feel like this is either a brilliant plan or a misguided attempt...the only way to know is when I try to rig it up later this week. 😬 🤞
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I used the weekend weather of sunshine and no breeze to rig up my little boat to work on repairs and improvements. It looks pretty good even up on land, wouldn't you agree? 😊
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I normally don't post about my day job here, but I want to share an interesting opportunity for new grads in software engineering. My team at work will be hiring an intern for a year-long program starting in 2026. This is for new or recent graduates of a bachelor's degree. Applications are open NOW through January 12, 2026.
The program is built around mentorship and building experience with an aim to help some of the many students left behind by the increasing job requirements for a decreasing number of entry-level jobs in our industry.
We're a scientific non-profit organization and we love to see job candidates who are passionate about using their software engineering skills to help scientific and medical research, but no prior lab/medicine/bio/neuro/etc experience or education is required.
If this sounds like you or someone you know, reach out to me or see more details and apply here: https://alleninstitute.org/careers/internships/?jobId=596702BA-990A-D918-3EB0-09214C9FF809
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I had a great #HamRadio #WinterFieldDay yesterday showing a buddy the wonders of HF. We spoke with people coast to coast and he was particularly excited to make a contact with someone in his small rural hometown several hours away.
He's a licensed tech but messaged me today to say he's planning to study and take the general exam in a few months at the swap meet. Woohoo! Thanks to all the folks out there who were patient and welcoming with him while he drove the radio for a bit. 😊
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Made it out to meet people and listen to a few talks at #SeaGL2024! One of my favorite conferences every year.
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It's really raining hard out there. I should have brought a change of clothes for after my commute. #SeaGL2023
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Doing some #fieldday2023 coding on a #hamradio side project, but regex101.com is down for maintenance. How am I supposed to get work done? 😅
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Doing some #fieldday2023 coding on a #hamradio side project, but regex101.com is down for maintenance. How am I supposed to get work done? 😅
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Doing some #fieldday2023 coding on a #hamradio side project, but regex101.com is down for maintenance. How am I supposed to get work done? 😅
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Doing some #fieldday2023 coding on a #hamradio side project, but regex101.com is down for maintenance. How am I supposed to get work done? 😅
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Doing some #fieldday2023 coding on a #hamradio side project, but regex101.com is down for maintenance. How am I supposed to get work done? 😅
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Batteries are charging for #hamradio #fieldday2023! Can't wait to get out there tomorrow!
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Batteries are charging for #hamradio #fieldday2023! Can't wait to get out there tomorrow!
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Batteries are charging for #hamradio #fieldday2023! Can't wait to get out there tomorrow!
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Batteries are charging for #hamradio #fieldday2023! Can't wait to get out there tomorrow!
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Batteries are charging for #hamradio #fieldday2023! Can't wait to get out there tomorrow!
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Got out on the water yesterday on a wooden San Francisco Bay Pelican. It was a perfect day for it! #sailing #woodenboats
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Die EU verbietet die Haltung von Sikawild. Tiere in drei Wildparks in Südwestfalen müssen getötet werden. Doch es gibt Kritik.#WDR #Lokalzeit #Siegen #Südwestfalen #Siegerland #Sauerland #wdrde #WestdeutscherRundfunk #Sikawild #WildparkVöllinghausen #Panoramapark #Bielsteintal #NRW
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I’ve walked by this wheat-paste numerous times. It always elicits grief—from the malicious rips—along with the sense that “they tried to bury us; they didn’t know we were seeds”—seen in the rebellious love that survives the fascistic vandalism. It reminds me too of the grief I felt when hearing a now-martyred female fighter in Rojava say, in a film, that she gave up her life for the liberation struggle so that others in the future could savor a world structured by love.
These are glimpses of what I understand to be “antifascist grief”—feelings specific to this moment in human history, and the sensibilities and practices that such sorrow can generate in us. I see it as crucial that we engage in “rebellious mourning” not merely to honor our dead but also to see them as inseparable from the life we’re striving for together. And because if we don’t grieve… well, they will bury us—disappear us and our beautiful aspirations, whether directly or indirectly. Because grief can and does tear us apart when done alone or unacknowledged. But it can—as one contributor wrote in a piece I said yes to—be key to weaving “communal bonds,” which in turn are key to seeding possibilities.
Hence why the next zine in my curated series revolves around “The Heart Is a Muscle: Embodiments of Antifascist Grief.” Per usual with these zines featuring numerous voices, it takes two or three “calls” to get enough submissions that are good fits. So here goes again:
Length: 75 to 250 words
Deadline: Aug 14 or sooner
Email to: cbmilstein [at] yahooSee prior posts for more detail! For now, I want to share an excerpt from a piece going in the zine:
“Almost every week, for twenty-two months, we‘ve been marching for Gaza en masse—our cup of grief full. … Large numbers of people in one place seemed to have less and less impact. Meanwhile, our sorrow only increased as the atrocities multiplied. Our cup spilled over, time and again, with seemingly nowhere to go. … But like charged ions, our energy, catalyzed by our grief, … has dispersed us across the landscape and drawn us onto the lesser-traveled streets, touching people and places that hold the heaviness of these times” (Lesley Wood).
#TheHeartIsAMuscle
#AntifascistGrief
#RebelliousMourning(photo taken in Montreal/Tio’tià:ke, July 25)
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Call for contributions to the next curated zine in my “series” aimed at countering this christofascist era:
“The Heart Is a Muscle:
XX Embodiments of Antifascist Grief”Length: approx. 75 to 250 words
Due: by or before August 4
Email: cbmilstein [at] yahoo [dot] comPlease read my previous post for more details on this zine, including a series of prompts that hopefully will generate contributions coming at the overall theme from varied directions. As another aid—or rather, some inspiration—in nudging you to consider submitting an anecdote, here’s a story I said “yes” to already for inclusion in this zine:
🖤🌹🖤
“Grief is a tightrope I walk. On the one end, there’s the seemingly surreal amount of suffering, loss, death, pain, and hate. On the other, the connections, love, resistance, and refusal of my networks of kin and comrades. For my own well-being, balance is essential. To fall off this tightrope means to enter into crisis. And crises for me are the hopeless places of despair, suicidality, and addiction. I do not want to go back there, for I’ve worked too hard to get out.
“This moment is challenging: it seems incomprehensible, yet demands that we live it. To accept reality yet not consent to its impositions is a difficult proposition. To be awake in a world awash in pain is to risk drowning in it. So I must set boundaries. I limit my intake of news. I make space for play. I reach out to others.
“At my best, all I have done is say, ‘Friend, you don’t need to carry this alone.’ I believe it is through collectively carrying the infinite weight of stolen lives, the weight of loss, injustice, fear, genocide, state terror, and fascism, that we forge collective memory. It is how we fight back against forgetting. And it is how together, we can walk forward, balanced in defiant grief. No one can hold all of this alone. We must all lend a hand to keep one another from falling.”
—Scott Campbell#RebelliousMourning
#CollectiveWorkOfGrief(photo: “Revolutionary love” tag, red on a concrete barrier, seen in Montreal, July 2025—because we only grieve what we love, and by mourning our losses, we put our love into “direct action” to fight for the living)
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Call for contributions to the next curated zine in my “series” aimed at countering this christofascist era:
“The Heart Is a Muscle:
XX Embodiments of Antifascist Grief”Length: approx. 75 to 250 words
Due: by or before August 4
Email: cbmilstein [at] yahoo [dot] comPlease read my previous post for more details on this zine, including a series of prompts that hopefully will generate contributions coming at the overall theme from varied directions. As another aid—or rather, some inspiration—in nudging you to consider submitting an anecdote, here’s a story I said “yes” to already for inclusion in this zine:
🖤🌹🖤
“Grief is a tightrope I walk. On the one end, there’s the seemingly surreal amount of suffering, loss, death, pain, and hate. On the other, the connections, love, resistance, and refusal of my networks of kin and comrades. For my own well-being, balance is essential. To fall off this tightrope means to enter into crisis. And crises for me are the hopeless places of despair, suicidality, and addiction. I do not want to go back there, for I’ve worked too hard to get out.
“This moment is challenging: it seems incomprehensible, yet demands that we live it. To accept reality yet not consent to its impositions is a difficult proposition. To be awake in a world awash in pain is to risk drowning in it. So I must set boundaries. I limit my intake of news. I make space for play. I reach out to others.
“At my best, all I have done is say, ‘Friend, you don’t need to carry this alone.’ I believe it is through collectively carrying the infinite weight of stolen lives, the weight of loss, injustice, fear, genocide, state terror, and fascism, that we forge collective memory. It is how we fight back against forgetting. And it is how together, we can walk forward, balanced in defiant grief. No one can hold all of this alone. We must all lend a hand to keep one another from falling.”
—Scott Campbell#RebelliousMourning
#CollectiveWorkOfGrief(photo: “Revolutionary love” tag, red on a concrete barrier, seen in Montreal, July 2025—because we only grieve what we love, and by mourning our losses, we put our love into “direct action” to fight for the living)
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Call for contributions to the next curated zine in my “series” aimed at countering this christofascist era:
“The Heart Is a Muscle:
XX Embodiments of Antifascist Grief”Length: approx. 75 to 250 words
Due: by or before August 4
Email: cbmilstein [at] yahoo [dot] comPlease read my previous post for more details on this zine, including a series of prompts that hopefully will generate contributions coming at the overall theme from varied directions. As another aid—or rather, some inspiration—in nudging you to consider submitting an anecdote, here’s a story I said “yes” to already for inclusion in this zine:
🖤🌹🖤
“Grief is a tightrope I walk. On the one end, there’s the seemingly surreal amount of suffering, loss, death, pain, and hate. On the other, the connections, love, resistance, and refusal of my networks of kin and comrades. For my own well-being, balance is essential. To fall off this tightrope means to enter into crisis. And crises for me are the hopeless places of despair, suicidality, and addiction. I do not want to go back there, for I’ve worked too hard to get out.
“This moment is challenging: it seems incomprehensible, yet demands that we live it. To accept reality yet not consent to its impositions is a difficult proposition. To be awake in a world awash in pain is to risk drowning in it. So I must set boundaries. I limit my intake of news. I make space for play. I reach out to others.
“At my best, all I have done is say, ‘Friend, you don’t need to carry this alone.’ I believe it is through collectively carrying the infinite weight of stolen lives, the weight of loss, injustice, fear, genocide, state terror, and fascism, that we forge collective memory. It is how we fight back against forgetting. And it is how together, we can walk forward, balanced in defiant grief. No one can hold all of this alone. We must all lend a hand to keep one another from falling.”
—Scott Campbell#RebelliousMourning
#CollectiveWorkOfGrief(photo: “Revolutionary love” tag, red on a concrete barrier, seen in Montreal, July 2025—because we only grieve what we love, and by mourning our losses, we put our love into “direct action” to fight for the living)
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Call for contributions to the next curated zine in my “series” aimed at countering this christofascist era:
“The Heart Is a Muscle:
XX Embodiments of Antifascist Grief”Length: approx. 75 to 250 words
Due: by or before August 4
Email: cbmilstein [at] yahoo [dot] comPlease read my previous post for more details on this zine, including a series of prompts that hopefully will generate contributions coming at the overall theme from varied directions. As another aid—or rather, some inspiration—in nudging you to consider submitting an anecdote, here’s a story I said “yes” to already for inclusion in this zine:
🖤🌹🖤
“Grief is a tightrope I walk. On the one end, there’s the seemingly surreal amount of suffering, loss, death, pain, and hate. On the other, the connections, love, resistance, and refusal of my networks of kin and comrades. For my own well-being, balance is essential. To fall off this tightrope means to enter into crisis. And crises for me are the hopeless places of despair, suicidality, and addiction. I do not want to go back there, for I’ve worked too hard to get out.
“This moment is challenging: it seems incomprehensible, yet demands that we live it. To accept reality yet not consent to its impositions is a difficult proposition. To be awake in a world awash in pain is to risk drowning in it. So I must set boundaries. I limit my intake of news. I make space for play. I reach out to others.
“At my best, all I have done is say, ‘Friend, you don’t need to carry this alone.’ I believe it is through collectively carrying the infinite weight of stolen lives, the weight of loss, injustice, fear, genocide, state terror, and fascism, that we forge collective memory. It is how we fight back against forgetting. And it is how together, we can walk forward, balanced in defiant grief. No one can hold all of this alone. We must all lend a hand to keep one another from falling.”
—Scott Campbell#RebelliousMourning
#CollectiveWorkOfGrief(photo: “Revolutionary love” tag, red on a concrete barrier, seen in Montreal, July 2025—because we only grieve what we love, and by mourning our losses, we put our love into “direct action” to fight for the living)
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Call for contributions to the next curated zine in my “series” aimed at countering this christofascist era:
“The Heart Is a Muscle:
XX Embodiments of Antifascist Grief”Length: approx. 75 to 250 words
Due: by or before August 4
Email: cbmilstein [at] yahoo [dot] comPlease read my previous post for more details on this zine, including a series of prompts that hopefully will generate contributions coming at the overall theme from varied directions. As another aid—or rather, some inspiration—in nudging you to consider submitting an anecdote, here’s a story I said “yes” to already for inclusion in this zine:
🖤🌹🖤
“Grief is a tightrope I walk. On the one end, there’s the seemingly surreal amount of suffering, loss, death, pain, and hate. On the other, the connections, love, resistance, and refusal of my networks of kin and comrades. For my own well-being, balance is essential. To fall off this tightrope means to enter into crisis. And crises for me are the hopeless places of despair, suicidality, and addiction. I do not want to go back there, for I’ve worked too hard to get out.
“This moment is challenging: it seems incomprehensible, yet demands that we live it. To accept reality yet not consent to its impositions is a difficult proposition. To be awake in a world awash in pain is to risk drowning in it. So I must set boundaries. I limit my intake of news. I make space for play. I reach out to others.
“At my best, all I have done is say, ‘Friend, you don’t need to carry this alone.’ I believe it is through collectively carrying the infinite weight of stolen lives, the weight of loss, injustice, fear, genocide, state terror, and fascism, that we forge collective memory. It is how we fight back against forgetting. And it is how together, we can walk forward, balanced in defiant grief. No one can hold all of this alone. We must all lend a hand to keep one another from falling.”
—Scott Campbell#RebelliousMourning
#CollectiveWorkOfGrief(photo: “Revolutionary love” tag, red on a concrete barrier, seen in Montreal, July 2025—because we only grieve what we love, and by mourning our losses, we put our love into “direct action” to fight for the living)