Borovoe: Pier and Beach
Three mornings on the pier in Borovoe: my first perch on a spinning rod in twenty years, and the beach where my son learned to swim.
Human thoughts on artificial intelligence and ideas for automation
Three mornings on the pier in Borovoe: my first perch on a spinning rod in twenty years, and the beach where my son learned to swim.
The start of our family vacation in Borovoe: an overnight train from Kostanay, my son's first-ever train ride, and our first day at the resort.
Sunday flew by: groceries, the weekly report, and half a day trying to rent a mailbox in Chicago. Two sites charged me; neither gave me a box.
The first post on the diary. A bit about how the site works and how I dictate these entries.
Making $3,000 a week, spending $3,000 a month - and instead of savings, maxed-out credit cards. That's what happens when you just don't count: $50,000 gone without you noticing.