Good morning

Today I had a long discussion with Eric, a professor of architecture from Austria while we were both enjoying the afternoon by the sea. I learned so much! Public spaces are so valuable. Developing the skill to ask and listen, too.

A summer morning.

The smell of sea and pine trees.

All windows open, to let the breeze flow through the small summer house.

Cicadas.

My daughter singing and playing the guitar in the next room.

I read my book.

Z80 has turned 50. My Amstrad CPC 128 had a Z80, it was where I learned assembly. I can't help the nostalgia for a time when young me was discovering the beauty of being able to control my computer at the lowest level, to read and write directly from and to the video RAM, to jump around memory addresses. Locomotive BASIC (Amstrad's version of BASIC), and Turbo Pascal (when I booted in CP/M) were nice, but the empowerment of writing code in assembly was a class of its own. Today, I ask AI to write most of my code; we've gone such a long way...