The final piece I wanted to preserve from the upcoming Facepocalypse was a meme known as the “3s of Me.” The original one landing my way had a lot of “not applicables”, perhaps being written for someone with zero likelihood of shuttling a mini-van-ful of kids to ballet. I ignored it. Then, John Chawner posted his […]
I’m not sure why I ended up browsing Google Offers’ deals in the Seattle area, but as I staring at the URL, wondering if I mistyped the name as ĠõøǤĿë, I was left with the impression that this is a not-dead-yet project done to as a checkbox for someone in upper management who thought they must jump on
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Step 1: Find the vacuum cleaner. (It’s in the bedroom. No, the other bedroom. Maybe the study? Oh, wait, that’s right, I was vacuuming the garage carpets out – look there.) Step 2: Buy plastic film (not shown) and packing tape in Costco quantities. (1 CEU = five miles.) Step 3: Wrap vacuum in plastic
Scott gave me this awesome luggage tag to complement the Hello Kitty bag. Now I need to find a business trip! Thanks, John, for bearing with me as I iterated through: “Did that work?” “How about now?” “That help?” while diagnosing my TV antenna blog feed. The problem started a few weeks ago when I
I hate the name “Scrum” as in “Agile software development with a scrum master.” It just sounds too much like “scum” or “slurm.” Slurm-master. Ewwww… The role has been described to me as “one who removes road blocks,” so naturally, when I first saw this month’s IEEE Spectrum cover, I immediately realized that applying a
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The Outlook “inbox” at work represents things I haven’t processed (responded to, deleted, filed). I’ve been aggressively working to keep it below 20 items, but inevitably after a trip, it bumps back up. It’s above 50, and increasing. This really bugs me, but as I’m pretty exhausted from 2 months of busting the product release
Another blast from the past, and one leading me to realize I have a lot more cleanin’ to be doin’, was finding this pair of trade show badges being used as bookmarks. These are from a long, long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, when I worked in a completely different industry than
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[Adult] What are you dressed as? [Nine year old] I’m Silvia, from “Two Gentlemen of Verona.” I don’t understand the teenagers who cruise around at 8pm, after the younger kids have depleted the candy stores. Though I display the universal signs of “go away” (lights out, shades drawn), they still ring the doorbell. “I’m out
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