Hot weather improves my mood. Yesterday it was about 100. Today about 95. Hopefully this weekend will remain hot so I can enjoy it.
Oh man it feels so good.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Every day I write the book
I have this annoying habit great skill of remembering titles or lyrics from popular songs and then quoting them out of context but in a way that connects with the events of the moment. I don't know or notice anyone else who does this so I will go on the assumption that it makes me weird unique.
So it looks like I post about every week, not every day, but I can assure you gentle readers that I think about you often (all four and two thirds of you) and I say to myself, "I should blog about this." at least every couple of days.
Why do modern typing tests assume you are using a non correcting typewriter? How long has it been since you have seen one let alone used it? Anyone used one at work in the last five years? Just wondering.
So now like twice I have run across bold type messages in contract language that tells you to do something counterintuitive so that you can abide by the rules and get what you think is due to you. And in both cases the bold type message was ignored. And I wonder how much penalty money is made by the promulgating organizations on the premise that people fail to read even obvious yet counterintuitive messages. Then I think that these companies have a short term interest in getting money and pissing off customers instead of creating and selling value and delighting customers. It is a stupid business practice, and I will be looking for those companies and telling them that I won't be their customer since I don't like the way they run their business. I hope the effort is wildly successful.
I have considered buying a new car, one that gets better mileage. Then I calculate how long it would take to offset the cost of driving the old car instead. If I doubled my gas mileage I would save $480/year. If I tripled it (to 45 mpg) I would save $640. So even at 45 mpg it would take about 20 years to buy even an inexpensive used car. I should just bike to work about half the time. It would be like driving a Suburban that gets 30 mpg.
So it looks like I post about every week, not every day, but I can assure you gentle readers that I think about you often (all four and two thirds of you) and I say to myself, "I should blog about this." at least every couple of days.
Why do modern typing tests assume you are using a non correcting typewriter? How long has it been since you have seen one let alone used it? Anyone used one at work in the last five years? Just wondering.
So now like twice I have run across bold type messages in contract language that tells you to do something counterintuitive so that you can abide by the rules and get what you think is due to you. And in both cases the bold type message was ignored. And I wonder how much penalty money is made by the promulgating organizations on the premise that people fail to read even obvious yet counterintuitive messages. Then I think that these companies have a short term interest in getting money and pissing off customers instead of creating and selling value and delighting customers. It is a stupid business practice, and I will be looking for those companies and telling them that I won't be their customer since I don't like the way they run their business. I hope the effort is wildly successful.
I have considered buying a new car, one that gets better mileage. Then I calculate how long it would take to offset the cost of driving the old car instead. If I doubled my gas mileage I would save $480/year. If I tripled it (to 45 mpg) I would save $640. So even at 45 mpg it would take about 20 years to buy even an inexpensive used car. I should just bike to work about half the time. It would be like driving a Suburban that gets 30 mpg.
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Bzzzzz
I had a third mug - o - java today.
That was a mistake.
And I've been surly lately. Like a snake.
That was a mistake.
And I've been surly lately. Like a snake.
Friday, May 02, 2008
So yeah, the blog
So this is where I get to complain a little about work, then get some perspective, then express my distress about some friend and family misfortunes, and sum up with a summary of the state of my social calendar.
I seem to have plenty of time lately to watchtitty nature films yet no time to blog. Perhaps it is the lack of mental effort for the former that crowds out the latter. I'll stick with that explanation for now.
I'm procrastinating more now than I remember doing before. I don't really know why. Sometimes I just feel a bit paralyzed. It's weird trying to figure out why when doing so seems so far down the list of things you are procrastinating about already.
Work is stressy. The company is working on growing itself organically by a factor of ten or so and that involves a lot of challenge and change. That makes me happy for Friday some weeks.
A very close friend got her support cut by about 2/3. That makes a lot of hard choices for her and her kids. Yuck.
And my aunt was just diagnosed with breast cancer. That makes three close relatives with cancer. I don't like that at all.
And here comes all the renfaire I can handle. I need to sew a new costume. From scratch. And a new hat too. No procrastinating allowed.
I seem to have plenty of time lately to watch
I'm procrastinating more now than I remember doing before. I don't really know why. Sometimes I just feel a bit paralyzed. It's weird trying to figure out why when doing so seems so far down the list of things you are procrastinating about already.
Work is stressy. The company is working on growing itself organically by a factor of ten or so and that involves a lot of challenge and change. That makes me happy for Friday some weeks.
A very close friend got her support cut by about 2/3. That makes a lot of hard choices for her and her kids. Yuck.
And my aunt was just diagnosed with breast cancer. That makes three close relatives with cancer. I don't like that at all.
And here comes all the renfaire I can handle. I need to sew a new costume. From scratch. And a new hat too. No procrastinating allowed.
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