Stealth and steel: A blind man’s Allentown Gun Show experience.

On September 28, 2024, I attended the gun show at the ParkView Inn & Conference Center and hosted by Eagle Shows courtesy of my friends out in Pennsylvania as a part of our awesome weekend together. ParkView Inn & Conference Center is located at 1151 Bulldog Dr, Allentown, PA 18104. I was impressed with the attitude of the dealers there, who didn’t show any kind of concern whatsoever with the blind guy walking through the room handling sharp pointy things. In fact, “A few of them encouraged it!”

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From vision to reality: Indications of a new chapter in life.

This morning’s vision about getting my finances in order so I could be ready to make the trip to train with a new dog at the Seeing Eye probably shouldn’t come as a surprise. In fact, given everything that’s been going on of late, “It doesn’t surprise me at all!”

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Echoes of destruction: A vision of consequence.

I had a vision around noontime in which an elaborate cave network had been destroyed to kill the immortal that lived there. I saw the tunnels collapsing as the explosives went off. Then I saw the four men and one woman, all in their late twenties, exchange looks of concern as they surveyed the wreckage of what they had done.

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Wine and wisdom: A vivid afternoon vision.

I had a vision during the afternoon of Tuesday, September 24, 2024, in which I was in a restaurant sitting at a table. Standing, leaning over the table, was my 5th grade teacher, Charlie Haasback, that I had for math and for homeroom when I was in Lounsberry Hollow Middle School. He was pouring wine for me into a shot glass.

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Navigating the Woke who ain’t Woke: Blind lives matter, too.

As I work on my website, I’m keenly aware that there are many aspects of my life that aren’t all that pleasant, which most people really don’t care to know about. But I also know that if you are one of the brave souls visiting this site, no one is making you do it. So, it all kind of balances out, “See?”

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The unexpected betrayal: A neighbor’s tale.

I would like to preface what I’m about to write here with the fact that I can back up at least half of my statements here pretty well with the texts I have on my phone from Cassidy Spone, a licensed therapist and to the best of my knowledge, an employee of Directors Danah Rumble’s – Melissa Pirnos’s Lakeside Counseling Associates, CEO Brian Gragnolati’s Atlantic Health System here in Newton plus Executive Director Margaret Pittaluga’s Center for Evaluation & Counseling in Sparta NJ. While not everything is documented, and there is always going to be room for interpretation in some of this, I at least have a reasonable chunk of the story in writing should it ever lead to a legal challenge.

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golden leaves and silver key Dreams: The meaning of noise.

While lying in bed last night trying to get some sleep, after being kept awake by my downstairs neighbor, Cassidy Spohn, and company for the second night in a row, I decided to take a different tack. I asked for help with the noisy situation that continued well past midnight.

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Unexpected Christmas Bonus: A day in the life of a Web Developer.

For most of yesterday, I was kind of in a mood. When I left here to head to Dominick’s for dinner, I was still in a mood. When I got down to Dominick’s, my mood lifted somewhat. And when I came home, I was at least emotionally neutral. Then I opened my email inbox and spied a payment from my Missouri client plus twenty percent extra tacked on and a note that said, “Merry Christmas.”

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A night of visions: Seeking help and finding connection.

Around 2:30 AM this morning, I woke up feeling rather pissed off. I wasn’t sure why at first, so I centered myself and let the imagery flow, simply sitting with the feeling of rage and keeping my body relaxed during the process.

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Microsoft Copilot: AI inconsistently manipulative as hell.

Some days I can’t believe Microsoft even has the balls to charge for some of their software, Copilot in particular. I do feel sorry for the folks who pay the subscription fee because the free version’s performance doesn’t really inspire faith in the product, “Especially when it starts telling you it cannot do what Microsoft advertises it can.”

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Man for Woman in Newton, NJ: adventurer seeking kindred spirit.

Living here at Newtonian Gardens Apartments in Newton NJ since 2001, I’m a passionate and multifaceted man with a love for life’s many adventures. As a self-publishing author and tech enthusiast, I find joy in both the written word and the digital world. My heart beats for music, magic, and the great outdoors. Whether it’s sailing on a serene lake or hiking through lush trails, I cherish every moment spent in nature. I revel in the magic of fixing things with my hands and the beauty of discovering new solutions.

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Enhancing accessibility in Visual Studio Code with screen readers.

In a recent chat I had with Microsoft’s Copilot, we explored how to set up Visual Studio Code (VS Code) to work seamlessly with screen readers, focusing on Narrator and NVDA. We talked about JAWS two, but you’ll see why setting that one up wasn’t a primary concern here in a few minutes.

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From wet paint to wellness: A day in the life.

I ran another remote viewing session today, albeit a bit late because, when I settled down to do the session at the appointed time, I was interrupted twice by the non-English Speaking guy painting my stairwell. But he was hired to paint the stairwells here at Newtonian Gardens. So, if a little interruption of my time helps him finish painting and get out of here more quickly, I’m all for giving him the assistance he needs, “Even if I did end up sticking my hand in wet paint in the process.”

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Transitioning from WordPress to a static website: A journey back to coding.

I did my analysis on brianschnabel.com yesterday. Spitballing with Copilot certainly gave me a lot to think about. While I do detest the fact that Microsoft seems to think they have the right to use software like Copilot to manipulate the masses into thinking the way they want everyone to think, it still does have its purposes for the moment. “Web development is one of those purposes!”

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