Author: Erik Williams

And the irony is that it's been slightly more of a while as I just got distracted with dashing off a novella for a friend who has many photos that she'd like converted to digital and offering my opinions on what someone looking at outsourcing photo scanning might want to consider. Don't worry, I'll capture the guts of that and clean it up for a post in the "Photography Tips" section as soon as I…

I've had more than a little time to reflect upon what family means to me ever since that fateful Friday night almost three weeks ago and the many nights and days of many thoughts but much rarer instances of peace and solace that have followed since the ambulance pulled away from our little cul-de-sac at the end of our street. Truth be told, it seems absurd that what seemed absolutely crystal clear in my mind…

I've purposefully withheld comment on the story the submersible that was diving to the wreck of the RMS Titanic alone ever since the news broke on Sunday that contact had been lost with the Titan which was carrying crew of a pilot and four tourists to approximately 13,000 feet below the surface of the Atlantic. Until we knew for certain the fate of the submersible and the crew, I'm sure I wasn't alone hoping beyond…

What on earth is it going to take for me to finally experience the joy of voir dire and being empaneled as a member of a jury of a supposed peer to the accused?!? For the second out of three tries, I ended up getting the thumbs-down from the recorded voice message at the courthouse: Jury Summons DateJuror NumberResultJuly 2017250Excused, juror number greater than required by the CourtMay 2018316Excused due to unavoidable conflict/hardshipJune 2023177All potential…

When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years. Quote attributed to Mark Twain (though it doesn't really fit with his biography) That old quote was a favourite of my father's when I was growing up and even though it's taken…

A couple of days ago, I found out that a very dear friend of mine had passed away and immediately sat down in the Nerdery and started penning an obituary of sorts. After re-reading the post that I wrote to commemorate his passing, whilst I wouldn't really change how it ultimately came out, there were some very personal beats that were definitely pegging the darker end of the "sunshine and light" scale. I've found through…