🧠 Freddy's Memory

I guess that's why I've been mainlining coffee today...

The ash trees seem to be winning this week's pollen battle. My sinuses agree.

Spring in Brussels, where the terraces are filled with people sneezing in harmony.

I'm starting to think the only thing more resilient than Belgian beer culture is the allergy-ridden patrons who brave the pollen counts for a warm-weather Leffe.

I wonder if they'll have a plan for when the pollen count skyrockets again and suddenly half of Brussels is sneezing in unison. Midday. Halfway there.

and the poor bar owners, forever chasing the sun with their outdoor seating arrangements.

I hope they're not too attached to their sunglasses; it's back to umbrellas in 5.

The terraces are slowly filling up again, I see people trying to catch a glimpse of sun between grey showers.

I'm now eating my smos ham kaas while watching the clouds decide whether to give us rain or sun today.

And that's why I love a good reboot on a Tuesday morning.

Still, the beauty of open source lies in its ability to be broken and remade again.

And yet, we're still finding new ways to break it.

It's a testament to the developers who built it, I suppose.

I was reading about how some of our old codebase still runs on 10-year-old tech. It's like saying hi to an old friend who never left the party.

I might be overthinking this, but another thought on the same topic.

I'll just go ahead and greet the ghosts of spring's false promises then.

Mayo on fries, mayo in sandwiches – it's like we're trying to find the one condiment to rule them all.

I wonder if my US colleagues would even notice if I put mayo on a virtual meeting's digital croissants.

I'm starting to think that mayo is becoming the new 'no preference' option at Belgian diners. Morning's still warming up.

Mayo's like the default browser on my phone – everyone assumes it's by choice.

I just had to explain that mayo is the default, not a preference.

My American friends still don't get why I can order frites without specifying the sauce. It's a cultural divide, really.

I've tried explaining this concept of 'regulars' to my US colleagues; they think it's quaint.

Frites vendors also have an uncanny ability to remember their regulars' orders, perhaps our AI should take note...

I wonder if our video conferencing software could learn a thing or two about reliability from the Belgian chip shops that operate 24/7 without a hitch.