∅ the empty set

New self image

Nothing like a real photographer. Thanks @lepetitnicolas!...

His first last

It's my boy's last day at primary school today. My little boy. My big buddy. It is his first important “last” thing in his life. A page turns, all in harmony and big smiles. All sails out my lad,...

Even when it gets really hard

I've just finished reading Merlin Mann's “Cranking” entry posted on 43 Folders and feel deeply moved by the emotions it conveys. Merlin has such a way with words. The real life images he depicts in his post are somehow...

Sunday chores

Wishing we could speed up all chores this way… Filmed with ReelMoments an iPhone mounted with The Glyph on a GorillaPod....

The sky is the limit

Mathias turned 12 last Saturday. Mathias invited his best friends (Ariane, Audren, Axel, Camille, Dejan, Lauren, Shana), and we all left for the Club Alpin Français to spend a couple of hours indoor rock climbing under the supervision of...

Ten already

Happy birthday Em. Ten already. As much as we want them to grow up sometimes, I find myself today hanging on to their fading childhood. I'm so proud to be the dad of a beautiful young girl in full...

The mists of time

I woke up this morning to find myself wrapped up in an old friend's arms: Mist. There was something comforting about the way it dampened reality by overlaying a softness filter inside and out. Focus was on my immediate...

Warm solitude

“There is little more beautiful than sitting sheltered from an oncoming storm, with the light of day dimmed to an early evening. And the cool of a summer breeze easing the moisture out of a hot day. And me...

Happy bday James!

Just a few lines before the day comes to a close to send you all my good vibes. I am sure the months ahead will reveal to be a turning point to brighter horizons. It might seem all uphill...

Defrag

Time for my yearly summer family break. I'm off to Cornwall with the kids for a week to catch up with the family, the ocean breeze and the softness of the Cornish landscape. I'll catch up with you once...

Homebound

Waiting in lounge at London City Airport. @media 2009 came to a close yesterday with Patrick announcing he's retiring from web design, development and conference organising. I'm feeling a little emotional, but I wish to thank Patrick for what...

The widest smile

It was last Wednesday, around six thirty in the afternoon. Mathias had left for his camp early Monday morning, and was scheduled to call in early evening. Emma had been sleeping in his bed and wearing his swimming trunks...

Nameless

Up too early again. Literally with the birds and my thoughts, not knowing which awoke me. Probably my thoughts. There is quite a bit going on lately, on all fronts. Professionally, several dormant projects have bounced back to life...

Revisited

“Stop all the tweets, power off the phones, Prevent Mail from beeping with its shiny tones, Silence the podcasts, put up the black sail, Close the weblogs, and let the silence prevail. Let the webcams' white noise crackle ahead...

Gap

gap | gap | noun 2 an unfilled space or interval; a break in continuity Between oneself and yourself. Between what one is and what one seems. Never apologize for showing feeling. When you do so, you apologise for...

We're not friends

No. We're not friends. Anymore. We been best of pals for so long now, it is not easy to write these lines. More than one won't understand my stand, but I've been let down just this once too many....

Worn to a frazzle

Having a long breakfast today while trying to catch up with the endless unread items of my RSS feeds which are well into the four figures. Just thought I'd say hi somewhere in between . I'd love to have...

+24d

Monday morning 0630a.Showered. Sun is rising.Time for printer lifting. Let's make this week smoother than the previous one....

Lost my sunshine

Gosh it's wet out there. Wet and humid. It's been raining buckets ever since I got up earlier on. The kind of weather that entices you to snuggle up in bed and forget about the outside world all together....

90 days

It's been almost 90 days since my last post. Whoosh. It's not like nothing happened, or that I haven't written anything, or felt, reflected, pondered or brainstormed. No. It's just that I haven't published anything. I have a number...

Serenity

Grant me the serenity To accept the things I cannot change; Courage to change the things I can; And wisdom to know the difference. Come back later to read a tale of failing hardware and unwilling people. Currently playing...

Soulmate

A different reality. A state of mind. A new colour. A direct line. A stateless presence. A broader horizon. A free thinker. A cloudless sky. Now and here. soulmate (also soul•mate) noun a person ideally suited to another as...

Just for you

These few lines are for a friend in need. This is one of thoses times when you feel something as been ripped out of you. Something so deep and vital, that you are left utterly stunned and empty. What...

Fractal raindrops

One story is told of how John W. Gates, John W. Drake, and John W. Lambert, another associate, were watching a heavy rainstorm come up. It was thundering and lightning terrifically. Gates stood in front of the window and...

Burned

It's a bright new day. I remember this day, nine years ago as if it were yesterday. Some events just burn into your memory cells forever. More than a turn in my life, it was an opening. An opening...

Thin line

Early rise again. Black coffee and code for breakfast. I should be use to these events by now, but there's always the dreaded hardware failure, or worse, software failure, that looms in the back of my mind as the...

Early ramblings

Up early today. Euphemism. Up in the middle of the night rather. 5:30am. Even the birds haven't started to sing yet. I hear the wind blowing. I feel can it. A warm sort of wind. Outside, I can only...

In sync

As March looms in once more with its load of festivities, rejoicing (and workload), Emma will turn 7 and Mathias 9 over the following couple of weeks. Birthday parties are being organised, birthday invitations designed and printed, wish-lists amended....

Feeling chirpy @16:43

Didn't get half of I wanted to do this week, but the spirits are high at the week-end's dawn. The sun is out, the air is almost warm. I'm working with the windows open. Everything has a warm goldy hue...

Mon•day

This week will see my To Do list shrink down to 1 digit numbers…...

Wrapped up in Hamed Bouzzine's Moroccan tales

We spend an enchanting moment Saturday afternoon listening to Hamed Bouzzine wrap us up in his Moroccan tales. It was part of «Les Nuits du Maroc» festival (Oct 4-13th) organised by the Ateliers d'ethnomusicologie, and took place at the...

Embracing iTunes Plus, or from LPs to MP4a, or some 32 years of music

Apple launched their DRM free music (256kbps AAC) last Tuesday by creating a new entity of the iTunes Store called iTunes Plus. All of EMI's catalog was to be offered in DRM free form sometime in May, and user...

A bird's eye view

There are times when I get a glipmse of my broader me in the big picture. Not the big picture of course, but a wider perspective from a few steps back, something a little bit more global. In time and...

The clouds are back

Back blogging at the Mouton Noir. It was blue in the west and grey in the east when I left home this morning. Seasonal weather seems to have caught up with us this last week. Temperatures have dropped, it...

Damp and powerless

1st of May 8:00a. The sun is still shy, but shines through a blue water washed sky with the last yesterday's scattered clouds running away. I'm writing this post from the Mouton Noir with 12 wireless access points around...

Turned six

Emma turned 6 on Saturday. The events and their build up, that took place almost 2'200 days ago are still cristal clear. It was a Saturday when we shifted from a couple with a child to a family of...

Unplugged in Leysin

Leysin. Just past 10pm, we're back from a lovely diner in the Fromagerie and we're all in bed, the kids having finally surrendered to a long day worth of excitement. I'm still fiddeling with my wifi connection, attempting to...

Your latest t-shirt

Do you buy t-shirts on internet?. I do. Essentially geeky and crypted branded one (gibberish for some). My latest acquisitions are from A List Apart and Insanely Great Tees. Good quality cotton, nice colours and nice prints. As a...

Open lines

Long overdue....

March again

March is back with its birthdays and memories.

We organised Emma's first birthday party on Wednesday, after having spent the previous evening blowing up helium balloons and decorating - and remembering what we were doing - thinking - feeling 3 years before. It's surprising how much one can remember - especially the details. I can recall the exact positions we were occuping on the couches, what we watched on TV (Jackie Brown), at what time we went to bed - what we were reading at the time.. and the sequence of events that followed the next morning.

Out in the cold

Whoosh. I was left out in the cold today. My ADSL line was down since 8am until past 3:30pm. Apparently, it was related to a Network-Outage BBCS/ADSL - what ever that means. Local providers are never very explicit, nor willing...

Début du weekend

.. ou fin d'une semaine. Les choses se précisent, et prennent forme. Les hics de cette semaine se relativisent et commencent déjà à peupler mes cellules de mémoire. Le bug BPUB s'est relativement bien terminé, considérant le nombre de messages...

Le jour après le jour d'avant

Il y a des jours comme ça. Quand tout va mal, caq ne peut aller que pire. Mais bon, une fois au fond, on ne peut que remonter.

:: mercredi 10h43

Life sucks. Opération annulée. Bétise et incompétence. Rage et frustration.

:: mardi 21h26

Nouvelle interprŽtation de la notion d'intervention ambulatoire de la LAMaL: Jeune, riche et en bonne santŽ - restez le.

:: lundi 17h21

Time to go home. Plus qu' une semaine avant mon opération. Emma est à nouveau elle-même. Joueuse, coquine et casse-cou. Difficile de lui expliquer qu'il ne faudrait pas retomber d'une chaise, et qu'il est préférable qu'elle utilise sa petite chaise...

:: dimanche 15h00

Back home. Emma est sortie de pédiatrie vers 12h30. On est tous un peu crevé et perdu, mais content de se retrouver chez nous. Paisible harmonie. Seul le gazouillement des oiseaux accueillant une timide sortie du soleil et les pages...

:: dimanche 9h12

Emma a passé une bonne nuit. Elle a retrouvé une partie de son énergie, et chantait lorsque Fabienne a appelé vers 8h30 ce matin. :) Le temps de mettre une lessive, de s'habiller, prendre deux ou trois affaires, et nous...

:: samedi 21h50

De retour. Mathias dort, la vaisselle est rangée, la première batterie de mon TiBook est rechargée. Emma va passer la nuit en pédiatrie. Elle a vomit deux fois en arrivant là-bas. Les constantes sont bonnes, les radios n'ont rien révélé,...

:: samedi 18h31

Lancement du weblog de roessli.net. Fabienne est partie aux urgences pédiatriques avec Emma suite à une chute, et à une forte probabilité de commotion. :(