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112A Son, IBM History, and Digg

Friday, January 23rd, 2009

112A Son, IBM History, and Digg — by Lyno Sullivan

For the current and following days, I plan to post blog pages for some more recent hand writings in my id™ (Inventors Diary). The following letter to my son goes back two weeks and picks up the back story at that point. The in-line URL links are for those readers wishing to be reminded of the original incidents.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

My dearest son,

Yesterday I posted the story about my 1970 design for the self-driving portable computer.

http://digg.com/design/My_First_Portable_Computer

http://peaceengine.com/blog/2009/01/09/1124-my-first-portable-computer/

On January 4, 2009 my blog website had first reached 200 unique visitors for a day. I hoped to better those stats with the writing about my portable computer. Alas, it was not to be. As always, I begin each major post by snapping a profile of beginning site traffic.

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I thought that today would be a good day to catch you up in a letter. I posted two blog entries today. Each contained a letter to IBM.

The first letter was written in 1998 concerning the adoption by IBM of the Linux operating system. The second was a letter I wrote in 1995 concerning OS2 Warp Desktop, Server, and Developer. I posted them at my blog and at digg,com.

http://digg.com/linux_unix/IBM_and_GNU_Linux_Letter_of_1998

http://peaceengine.com/blog/2009/01/10/1125-ibm-and-gnulinux-letter-of-1998/

http://digg.com/linux_unix/The_Death_of_OS2_in_1995

http://peaceengine.com/blog/2009/01/10/1126-the-death-of-os2-in-1995/

It is now 4PM and the first post, which is seven and a quarter hours later, has received forty diggs. The most recent post has received twenty diggs. after two and three quarter hours. I am tending to the shouts I receive and am, otherwise, pondering things at work.

I find the repetitive motion gaming pattern of digg.com to be relaxing. I know it to be time wasteful and yet I allow the time to pass by. I think about selling some product but what would I sell? My ego. Would it be a waste of time to set about selling my ego? Service above self is my motto. The lost service time is perhaps the biggest loss of all.

. . . RESOURCES . . .

this: http://peaceengine.com/blog/2009/01/23/112a-son-ibm-history-and-digg/
digg: http://digg.com/people/Son_IBM_History_and_Digg

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111K My Newest digg.com Friend, Welcome

Monday, December 29th, 2008

111K My Newest digg.com Friend, Welcome

My newest digg.com friend,

If you are new to digg.com please read this post if you want to know about why I selected you to be my friend, how I found you, what digg,com friendship means to me, and what behavior you can expect from me.

. . . Welcome . . .

I bid you welcome. I have invited you to become my friend. I may have done so because you befriended my first, in which case we are now a “Mutual Friend”. Otherwise, I have become your fan, in which case I am inviting you to review my profile and decide for yourself if you will befriend me in turn.

. . . The kind of friend I am . . .

I must introduce myself so that you may know the kind of friend I am. If you are new to digg.com Game playing I do recommend some behavioral norms (below) for your own consideration. Beyond guidelines for normative behavior, the primary question surrounding every dig.com Player is the question of motivation. In other words, why digg.com instead of someplace else.

. . . I seek friends . . .

I seek people promoting their own writings and works of all forms. I seek the authoritative source themselves. I seek friends who editorialize well. I seek friends who dig into the Internet and expose authoritative sources.

I am the authoritative source for all reports of my reality. You are the same for yourself. I don’t mind reality; in fact, I prefer it. I tend to ignore people who are in too big of a hurry. I am in digg.com to slow down and relax.

. . . hurrying by and slowing down . . .

I understand being in a hurry. I too was young once and developing a career. However, I was blessed early in life to have found my wife,now of thirty-six years–that is half of my projected lifespan–for a stable pair-bonded relationship is life’s greatest gift. As the arc of my life approaches and passes its zenith, I have begun to publish my writings as my best way of giving back, in service to humanity, some of the blessings I have received.

. . . I became your fan because . . .

I became your fan for one of the following reasons:

1) you appeared inexperienced in digg.com and you submitted an item in a way that I thought was well done,
2) you submitted something on a topic that interests me,
3) you submitted well written comments which were either thoughtful or funny,
4) when I looked at your favorites, one or more of them appealed to me,
5) you posted a link to a document, picture, or video wherein I invested measurable time; I wanted to thank you for making my day better,
6) your About is informative and makes you sound somewhere on the normal side of life,
7) I have a wide latitude of normalcy that is well short of creepy and a little this side of boring,
8) something you showed me or told me caused me to pause, ponder, and contemplate perceivable truth and other esoterica of life,
9) your item caused me to laugh,
10) you showed me a kindness or gave me good cheer in some commentary in my digg.com posting or in my Peace Engine™ blog
11) you asked me to befriend you in your commentary at http://blog.peaceengine.com/, or,
12) something else moved me to become your ardent and dutiful fan.

. . . letters to my son . . .

I invest time in writing letters to my prodigal son who became a heroin junkie which led him into prison where he now bides his time. My son accepted the Muslim faith for which I hold him in high esteem. I write letters encouraging him in his faith and offering support and insight into his condition and life in general. My son first recommended me to digg.com when it was in its infancy.

Once I have written letters into my journal I photocopy them and mail them to him. He writes responses on the backsides of those photocopies. I plan to post some of our joint correspondence at my blog under a pure copyleft license, meaning others may do with my son’s and my works as they will providing derived works are copyleft also.

. . . A letter to my son . . .

My dearest son,

I just completed a major digg.com project and my body needs to relax by writing to you. A father fears for his son’s life more than he fears for his own life. Why this should be so I cannot say.

I know that you are cursed the same as me with the manic gene that throws our body into a frenzy of activity sustained sometimes for hour upon hour of the guiding the chariot of our creative soul, enabling us sustained focus upon a single minded objective.

Writing, for those of us born with the manic gene, is the best way of allowing the body to detach from technology and computers, which conspire to consume all of our free time. Every human relaxes in their own special way. Writing is my way and I commend it to you for your consideration.

Relaxation with and by means of caffeine, nicotine, and drugs like alcohol, sex, and obsessive-compulsive behaviors (like computers and the Internet) are fun in moderation and addictive in excess. I am hopeful for you that your faith will see you to the place where sobriety and temperance in all outside influences becomes the norm.

Computers and especially the Internet impose an extra stress onto the human psyche, in that they permit unlimited drill-down into information. Humans need to enjoy games that have boundaries. This is the reason why writing onto a twenty-four line page of text places a very natural depth of feeling progression with a visible limitation.

The body needs to set limitations on its own behavior otherwise chaos may prevail. Bodies like ours, with the manic gene, need to avoid all harmful addictions and enjoy any other addictions in moderation.

I commend the wisdom of my life unto you in these writings. Please use all of my writings under the purest form of copyleft, to your best effort and in so far as you find truth within.

And now my son, family, friends, and fans, this twenty-four page cycle draws to a close [on page 112O]. On page 111O (the previous page cycle) we discussed my id™ (Inventor’s Diary) first published
cycle 111 and quickly shall complete
the 112 twenty-four page cycle and
begin 113 with a turning from this page
unto 1131 which begins a new adventure.

. . . RESOURCES: . . .

This: http://peaceengine.com/blog/2008/12/29/111k-my-newest-diggcom-friend-welcome/

Digg: http://digg.com/people/My_Newest_digg_com_Friend_Welcome

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. . . Author’s End Notes . . .

The page numbering system is confusing at first because it counts pages in the base twenty-four counting system {1,2,…,9,1,B,…M,N,O} without using zero. There are also two page sequences. First, the blog entries are numbered–page K (twenty) of the 111 cycle. Second, the closing page twenty-four (capital O) of the written page 112 cycle. I apologize for the confusion and advise ignoring them unless important to the reader.

Believe it or not, my current numbering and naming systems meets all of my needs for preserving an orderly life and being able to uniquely name stuff and find it when I go looking for it.

I like to keep various snapshots of my current computer and Internet activity. They serve to remind me of whence I have come. They are little memory markers in time. I commend the idea to my blog keeping friends.

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With friends numbering 228, this is my activity summary to date at my digg.com Profile
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And http://blog.peaceengine.com/ before the next blog is prepared
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And, finally, a summary of the blog thus far:
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After my post to Persons I located my next door neighbors and, finding both posts well done, I found two new friends. I like to know who my next door neighbors are when I post just in case there is serendipity afoot.
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After much deliberation I selected my next newest friend based upon serendipity and I let her know.
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111H Christmas Day 2008 An Anchor for a Man

Thursday, December 25th, 2008

Christmas, 2008, High Noon, Woodbury, Minnesota, by Lyno Sullivan
This: http://peaceengine.com/blog/2008/12/25/111h-christmas-day-2008-an-anchor-for-a-man/
Digg: http://digg.com/people/Christmas_Day_An_Anchor_for_a_Man

An Anchor for one Day

Having hand-written two letters to his son, the father typed his blog entry for the day, scanned the images of those hand-drawn pages, and constructed his blog upon the upon the Internet.

Then the man refreshed himself by resting. For a timely rest and refreshment is an essential part of blogging experience. Then the man published his blog and the following letters appeared upon the Internet for the very first time upon earth.

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Christmas Day, 2008, Woodbury, MN

My dearest son,

It was delightful talking with you this Christmas morning, 2008. I am finding these letters to you to be helpful in giving my writing focus. It gives me an audience that is to some degree universal. For every man is a biological son of another man.

Yours and my relationship is both mundane and profound, commonplace and extraordinary, and, on the whole for me, a blessing from God. Why must a father bring God into the discourse with his son? Every human male I ever met, in so far as I can discern, needs God (as male) and some holy Mother as an anchor of his existence. When a man can find no anchor in his life he must move into that mental frame of reference wherein he has a true father and a true mother and a holy spirit soul in contact with his mother and his father.

Otherwise a man without an anchor is adrift in life.
God serves as an
anchor for a man. Father serves as an
anchor for a man. Mother serves as an
anchor for a man. Child serves as an
anchor for a man.

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Christmas Day, 2008

My dearest son,

I am feeling somewhat manic this afternoon and in need of an “Anchor for a Day”. That’s what Christmas is to me. It is an anchor in my life. For one day a year let me remember the life of Jesus, his earthly father and mother, and his heavenly Father.

I am not much of a fan of Easter because of its message of life everlasting. Death is sad. The birth of Jesus is a glad day because it fulfills its purpose as an Anchor for Man, and Anchor for Woman, an Anchor for Child, and Anchor for Grandchild, and an anchor for Soul.

A man’s free running mind needs to be able to toss out an anchor into the storms of life, from time to time.

Christmas is the day all humans may choose to honor the life of Jesus, or not. That’s why Santa Claus is real. Santa Claus is a second reason to celebrate Christmas, as is the full moon of the
shortest day in the Northern hemisphere and the
longest day in the Southern hemisphere and the
day annointed of, by, and unto the life of Jesus.

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digg title: Christmas Day, An Anchor for a Man

Topic: These inspirational letters from a father to his son are worth a read after Christmas. They remind us of the need for anchors in our reality.

12:10 Scan Images
12:30 Back to work from scanning and chat
12:30 Begin image_copy_fix_review process
12:35 Begin construct blog post
12:45 Begin convert hand-written to type
1:00 Begin convert hand-written to type
1:15 Begin digg entry
1:30 Upload blog entry
2:00 PM explore digg.com prior to upload
2:20 PM done (3 hour blog and promotion complete)