Today I was driving through the highways, streets and chutes of Ft. Worth thinking about how the arteries of the city are so easily clogged, the health of the city is weak at best. One bad car becomes a clot. It is as if the whole city were on the verge of needing the Emergency Room and we all pretend that it is OK.
I work from my home office 99.999% of the time, but when I have these short breaks into the world of “normal people’s lives” I realize how complex life gets just in transportation. Congrats to those who manage to deal with a commute in a non-stressful state, you’ve achieved something rare
My mom asked for some pictures of the girls. Apparently her memory of them is fading
Abby at her dance recital
Today while procuring halibut (which is an expensive piece of meat for tasting so mediocre sometimes – there are good & bad bits, but being on the ocean sure is better than fresh-frozen/fancy Halibut) I noticed that a gal behind me had painted on a mustache. She was also wearing pirate clothing. Everything inside of me came alive with this strange desire to riff on the weirdness. I overheard her saying that she had just gotten done seeing Pirates of the Caribbean 3. No matter how much I like a movie I just can’t get into the costumed theme myself. The closest that I ever got was showing up the Back to the Future II in regular street clothes and Michael J. Fox was wearing similar clothing on the silver screen when he was in the ‘present.’ Of course there was that time I dressed up as a baby when Star Wars came out. People thought I looked like Yoda because my cloth diapers were similar to his short little get-up.
Today at Best Buy the emplyee at the checkstand didn’t like my question. I had two memory chips in two different packages. I asked why the previously opened chip package was four dollars more than the unopened package. He was confused as to why I would wonder why that was. It was simply that way. It felt a bit stone age-like. We’ll call the employee, whose name was I think Christopher, Thag. Thag must have just gotten off of his smoke break wherein he was smoking large sequoia trees and checking out Olgatha who was in charge of stocking the store. Her Cheetah-skin outfit was freshly tanned. After I figured out he wasn’t going to help me get the opened chip for a discounted price I just bought the new chip. As I swiped the credit card through the card reader he said, “The upside is that you can get the new chip cheaper than the used chip.”
Yeah, that’s not an upside, that’s a problem.
Today we went rollerskating with Jessica’s cousin’s family. As we approached the window to pay the man behind the window grinned with heavily decaying teeth. He knew it would be a big group. He began counting in three dollar increments:
“Three, Six, Nine, Twelve, Fifteen, Sixteen, Twenty, Twenty-four.”
It was awkward to have him count with the wrong interval. Of course my mathematical skillz can be fun, two.
Today I went into the Albertson’s Deli and asked the woman behind the counter if she had any prosciutto I could buy. Prosciutto might be described as Italian Bacon. It isn’t something that is at every store, but I would personally consider it common to most super-markets. The gal behind the counter told me bluntly that she didn’t know what it was. I scanned the deli fridge to see if maybe I could spy any, I had already evaluated the selection in the pre-sliced section before coming to the counter.
The lady kindly asked her co-worker, “Do you know what prosciutto is, and if so do we have any?”
“Prosciutto, is that a kind of cheese?”
Apparently I’m a food snob in yet another area.
It is raining again today, which is a break from just being overcast. Overcast is nice, but rain is nicer. If overcast is two-buck-chuck, rain is like a $35.00 merlot. If rain is a pizza, then hail is like the ‘atomic [chicken] wings’ I had at dinner last night that are wreaking havoc on my internal organs as I type this.
That concludes this portion of the SAT reasoning test.
Today the plan was to go to a lake & go fishing as well as have fun on the slip’n'slide. It appears that we could try to go driving in some mud and go sliding [except for where we get stuck, that part I don't imagine would be good]. On top of that rain is also crumby to grill in (though in some cases like at our house things are at least covered by a porch).
Congratulations Ed & Shari on your new baby girl. I’m sure proud to be an uncle again! Baby was born at 7:47, which couldn’t be more appropriate since one of her grandpas is a pilot. Latest news is that all is well, and that’s terrific news!
I dabble in the world of philosophy at times and one of the philosophical movements that I don’t participate in, but find interesting is existentialism. Experience is all that there is doesn’t suit me, but in the world of software development experience is all that there is.
- Does your software do what it says it can do?
- Does your software do that in a way that is simple?
- Does your software do it in a visually attractive way?
- Does your software do it in a way that is memorable?
For some folks these questions aren’t critical, but they help. I personally love to use certain pieces of software because they deliver on the promised goods, they’re simple, they’re attractive and most of all I remember them when I’m talking with others about software they may want to purchase. It isn’t grassroot software advertising that makes software catch on, its software that is designed well that brings about grassroot advertising.
Trint Ladd, standing next to me says, “Best Blue Shirt Ever.” Context: Describing an employee at Best Buy that actually had half a clue.