These scribbles, my kaleidoscope of thought, shall reveal the way I perceive the world.| my-notes.dragas.net
These scribbles, my kaleidoscope of thought, shall reveal the way I perceive the world.| my-notes.dragas.net
These scribbles, my kaleidoscope of thought, shall reveal the way I perceive the world.| my-notes.dragas.net
These scribbles, my kaleidoscope of thought, shall reveal the way I perceive the world.| my-notes.dragas.net
These scribbles, my kaleidoscope of thought, shall reveal the way I perceive the world.| my-notes.dragas.net
These scribbles, my kaleidoscope of thought, shall reveal the way I perceive the world.| my-notes.dragas.net
These scribbles, my kaleidoscope of thought, shall reveal the way I perceive the world.| my-notes.dragas.net
These scribbles, my kaleidoscope of thought, shall reveal the way I perceive the world.| my-notes.dragas.net
These scribbles, my kaleidoscope of thought, shall reveal the way I perceive the world.| my-notes.dragas.net
These scribbles, my kaleidoscope of thought, shall reveal the way I perceive the world.| my-notes.dragas.net
These scribbles, my kaleidoscope of thought, shall reveal the way I perceive the world.| my-notes.dragas.net
Photo by Tim Mossholder on UnsplashThe reaction to my last blog post on IT Notes was significant. I received a wave of feedback - some constructive, some critical, but all of it helpful. However, some themes in the comments (primarily outside the Fediverse) were recurrent enough that I feel they warrant a response. The first was about my decision not to name names. I understand the disappointment - a specific target can feel more satisfying. But naming the company would have helped no one. Be...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
My granpa's shipIt was 9th September 1943. Like every evening, my young grandmother sat in front of the radio. The shutters were closed tight, the volume at minimum. It was forbidden to listen to Radio London, but it was the only way to get news of the war and, who knows, of its end. Her husband was at war as a sailor and letters were slow to arrive. Her parents had died and her only close relative, her brother, was also at the front, but had been missing for months. They lived together, she ...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
Photo by Rafael Leão on UnsplashOn summer evenings, when the sun casts long shadows across the sand, I like to sit outdoors with my laptop. More distracted, perhaps. More inspired, certainly. Many young people ride by on their bikes, often with a portable speaker. They listen to the classic trap music, feeling rebellious, yet in reality, conforming more than they probably realize. But they're young, and this is the rite of passage for every generation, so it's perfectly fine. One evening, li...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
Photo by Davide Cantelli on Unsplash"Please, Mr. Marinelli, sign here". Her tone was polite, but bored. The kind of tone you’d expect from someone who repeats that same line, identically, hundreds of times a day. The woman at the University Admissions Office was an expert. Middle-aged, courteous yet detached. A quality I would, over time, recognize in many people I met along my path. I signed without reading, without thinking. An automatic gesture. Then, looking at my parents, she said, "No...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
Photo by Vonecia Carswell on UnsplashItaly, on summer evenings, has a magical atmosphere. From the primeval darkness of peaceful rural nights, accompanied by crickets and nocturnal birds, to the dazzling, colorful LEDs of the city, the sea, the venues of recreation, accompanied by music and laughter. The climate is almost always mild, pleasant. An invitation to be outdoors. And that is why, on these evenings, my wife and I often go out. A stroll, savoring the lights, the colors, the sounds, a...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
Photo by Ben Hershey on UnsplashI read the news of the Italian player Sinner winning Wimbledon. I'm happy, even though I must admit I don’t follow tennis (or any other sport, for that matter). And yet, I used to be a tennis player. Not professionally, of course, but I trained consistently for about ten years - from the age of 8 to 18. It wasn’t always enjoyable. I started because I was forced to, and I did it almost unwillingly. And it showed. And yet, those were wonderful years, and many...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
Photo by CHUTTERSNAP on UnsplashI want to tell two stories. Both are part of my family's history, both extremely impactful on the way I live, grow, and think. Because, as an Italian, I have family stories connected to the most turbulent periods in our country's history over the last 100 years, including the fascist era and the periods that followed. Today, these historical periods are often discussed as if they were closed chapters of the past, studied in books. For me, however, they are not ...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
Photo by Ethan Robertson on UnsplashEvery year, right on cue, that question arrives. More punctual than a nightly cron job email, more predictable than a security report on OpenBSD. And, like every year, I give the same answer. But not without thinking it over first. There was an entire generation, at least in Italy, that benefited from a period of extreme, surreal prosperity. So surreal, in fact, that it eventually imploded on itself. Of course, not all of them. Many worked hard and with for...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
A personal reflection on seeking tranquility outside the city, only to discover a curious modern habit: the relentless use of cars for even the shortest distances. Why do we trade peace for the car keys, even in 'quiet' havens?| my-notes.dragas.net
On 9th September 1943, my grandparents faced fear, hope, and loss in the midst of war. This is their story, told through the memories of that day.| my-notes.dragas.net
A personal reflection, set to My Way, on the inner journey towards authenticity and the quiet strength found in choosing one's own path amidst expectations| my-notes.dragas.net
The sound of classic rock from a passing bike on a summer evening, and the unexpected bridge it creates between two generations. A quiet reflection on the courage to choose your own music, and your own path.| my-notes.dragas.net
Photo by Raimond Klavins on UnsplashLast night I woke up with a start. A nightmare. Lately, thankfully, it rarely happens. I had fallen asleep with a work-related worry, and the subconscious did its job. When you wake up like that, the mind wanders down incredibly winding roads. And I thought about how the years pass, and that I have probably lived more years than I have left. Or, in any case, that it certainly won't be a descent, but a climb - growing old will complicate things, not simplify...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
A heartwarming reunion with old friends after ten years triggers vivid memories of a terrifying earthquake and the incredible solidarity shown during that crisis.| my-notes.dragas.net
A single thought that deafened the noise of a new city and a new life. This is the story of a paralyzing fear, of porticoes that felt like cages, and the silent nod that changed everything. It's about finding your way back home, even when you're far away from it.| my-notes.dragas.net
On a warm Italian night, my wife and I stopped to watch the dancing. When the music cut out and a crisis unfolded, I witnessed a crowd of strangers offer a silent, profound lesson in human decency and protection.| my-notes.dragas.net
Not every match is about winning. Sometimes, it's about who we are when the game gets serious. I was never truly competitive, but tennis taught me about respect, disappointment, and the quiet moments that shape us| my-notes.dragas.net
The story of a broken gramophone and a piece of stolen land. A personal account of my family's legacy, caught between fascist violence and the calculated greed of those who wore the banner of anti-fascism for personal gain.| my-notes.dragas.net
Why this simple question reveals the biggest generational conflict of our time.| my-notes.dragas.net
Photo by Anthony Tran on UnsplashI'm a dynamic person. I love to travel, explore, and study. I have a curious mind and I rarely manage to just skim the surface of things that interest me. I try to adapt and I never get bored. In fact, I wish I had more time to do all the things I want to do. But, while I was preparing my evening herbal tea, I was reflecting on something: that habits are reassuring. That, every evening, I appreciate this small ritual that I try to keep the same everywhere. Eve...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
Photo by Moritz Kindler on UnsplashI was born in the very last days of the '70s, so I lived through the entire '80s (though, for obvious reasons, I only have memories of the second half). In those days, maximalism was all the rage. I remember TV remotes packed with buttons - and the more buttons there were, the more high-end the TV was! Energy consumption was merely an economic concern, not an ecological one. I remember cars, full of trim and, once again, buttons of every kind. They were prob...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
Photo by Nicole Baster on UnsplashI discovered Open Source when I was just a teenager, back in 1996. At the time, in my eyes, it was a revolution: the ability to see the code, contribute, fork it, and give a project a new direction - perhaps a parallel one, or something completely different. Like OpenBSD from NetBSD, DragonflyBSD from FreeBSD, or Nextcloud from Owncloud - the examples are endless. It was about freedom, the chance to be part of something or, in some cases, at the very center o...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
Walking away from the BSDCan final reception at Lowertown Brewery, Ottawa. The perfect end to a life-changing experience.I'm writing these words while we're heading back to the hotel, after the final reception following BSDCan. A moment of serenity, lightness, and sociability that perfectly closes what BSDCan embodied. And right now, this sense of positivity and sadness for the end of the event is pushing these words onto this uncomfortable mobile keyboard. This isn't a BSDCan report, but a g...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
Photo by Clark Young on UnsplashA few months ago, a rat managed to get into our attic. It wasn't pleasant, and it stayed there for several months. Given that we've also had some minor water leaks when it rains heavily, we decided it was time to do some small repairs. Prices have skyrocketed in recent years. There have been many excuses, but after the COVID emergency and everything that followed, everything has at least doubled in this sector. Since it's a reinforced concrete roof from the ear...| MyNotes - RSS Feed
I found a promising tool and reached out to the founder, ready to invest and partner up. I was met with a wall of silence. It crystallized a feeling I've had for a while: for many, the exit strategy dream is a nightmare for customers who actually care.| my-notes.dragas.net
The adoption of IPv6 is no longer a matter of choice. With the scarcity of IPv4 addresses and the new challenges posed by the countless connected devices, there …| my-notes.dragas.net
