Bruce's Stuff

Bruce was a dying man this whole time. All the time he spent passing on what he knew could have been used for something else; he figured another year, maybe, before something important quit working. He chose to spend some of those precious hours and minutes passing on what he'd learned over the years.

I'm trying to recover everything I can. Some of it is outdated; some is trivial, some is argumentive or childish, same as anyone else when you drag all their old messages out into the cold light of days after. And some of it... it's worth reading.