Michael Traver

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Hello! I'm Michael. I ride bikes and climb mountains. I also program computers, often using Go.

Projects

• github.com/mtraver/environmental-sensor

  It's 18.17°C with AQI 1 (Good) in my apartment (as of 1m29s ago). Click here for more data!

  This uses Raspberry Pis, temperature sensors, and particulate matter sensors to log the temperature and air quality in various rooms of my house at regular intervals. It employs AWS IoT Core (alas Google Cloud IoT Core is not more) for device management and communication and Google Cloud Run for data ingestion and display.

• github.com/mtraver/rpi-ir-remote

  This uses a Raspberry Pi, an LED driver circuit, the Linux IR Remote Control library, Google Home, and IFTTT to control an audio amplifier by voice. Its documentation has proven useful to others trying to configure LIRC > 0.9.0 on a Raspberry Pi.

• github.com/mtraver/gaelog

  Easy Stackdriver Logging in Go on Google App Engine Standard second generation runtimes, as well as Cloud Run.

• github.com/mtraver/qrbak

  Securely and durably back up your private key using QR codes printed on paper.

• guinanhats.com

  Guinan wears fabulous hats. What more is there to say?

• tmglyrics.appspot.com

  My favorite band is The Mountain Goats. Each refresh of the page displays a lyric randomly selected from their music.

Florilegium (flori what?)

Below are two randomly chosen items from my personal florilegium, placed together.

Your task: Read these excerpts individually, together, and in different orders, keeping your mind open to new meaning that emerges as you do so. Refresh the page for a new selection.

1. in the middle of the night, we took a wrong turn, ended up on a mountain in the pine trees and the moonlit earth
2. We think of memory as if it were a hard drive, he said, and in some ways that's what it's like, but it's like something altogether different, too. It's a stage and a director, and over time the play changes, the characters are changed, but it's a funny play because we lose sight of what those characters once were to us. Memory is not static but a thing in motion, and because we are passengers without a frame of reference, the motion is imperceptible, so that at any given point in time, all we have is a set of memories, a thing of the instantaneous present and not of the past.

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