While admit­tedly it has been all quiet here on the east­ern front, there have been a few things that I’ve been eager to share. One of which is the pend­ing birth of my son, Quinn, who con­tin­ues to let us know he’s still active by kick­ing and rolling around in the womb. There are times where he’s silent and motion­less, which was never the case with my daugh­ter Zoe, who to this day strug­gles to go to bed due to her unremit­ting lev­els of energy.

There’s also a mild buzz about Ink​smith​.org, a project I’ve decided to par­tic­i­pate in with sev­eral cre­ative types of whom I’m hon­ored to be asso­ci­ated with — every one of them so far. There is noth­ing more hum­bling to a per­son when you rec­og­nize the virtues of what you’re involved with, be it project or relationship-related.

In this case, there’s a solid, con­scious rea­son­ing behind the con­cept and deploy­ment of Ink­smith which sim­ply amazes me. Even though it’s dif­fi­cult to put into words because the scope of it is immense, I can only describe it as being a more human aspect to blog­ging and web devel­op­ment, stray­ing away from what has, in some cases, become so anony­mous in nature.