Two years have passed. That’s funny. Because I love to write. Actually I find it more rewarding than public speaking.
Joke. Killing joke.
Things are moving pretty fast. Faster than I wish. As usual I am doing too many things at once, thous none of it ends in a perfect shape. Which is fine. Perfection is boring, you need to kill this little shmug.
So I am doing new conference, in a worst possible moment, but let’s bury private stuff in soft shell of silence. Let’s write about conference.
It is called SegFault.