In June of 1977, my Mom and I took a trip to Halls, Tennessee. I was four years old and had been to Halls as an infant, but my mom’s parents had died just after I was born and she had little reason to visit in the interim. Her hands were full in Kansas City […]
I’ve spent the better part of the last six months asking the dumbest questions. By that, I mean I’ve been “prompt engineering” as the kids say. I’ve signed up for and tried any shiny new AI toy I could find. I’ve spent countless hours in Discord chats running synonyms and parameters through diffusion engines and […]
I love the Internet Archive. It has become a good solution to a vast and difficult problem. I use the Wayback Machine nearly every day, but I don’t think any of us who built the early web saw it coming. It is obvious in hindsight, but so much of those early days felt like play […]
This classic Fox Photo print photo has been in my desk drawer since at least 1988. I moved it from my parent’s house to my current office in 1999. It has been in the top desk drawer of the two desks that I’ve used for most of my life. In the catch-all drawer where things […]
If you know R. Josh Quarles and your email address for him isn’t from this domain. DON’T USE IT. This domain will serve as my definitive point of contact moving forward. The contact page has all the pertinent details. All those old accounts have to go!
There’s always a swirl of bittersweet recollection that follows learning of someone’s untimely death, made ever more regretful by time and distance. That helpless feeling of an irreconcilably missed connection. I learned last night that Mary Prosser Gottwald Williams died in 2003. Mary was a sometimes science teacher, Outdoor Club sponsor, and general problem solver […]
My name is R. Josh Quarles