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January 13th, 2008 — Uncategorized
How Do You Stop the Conservative Emails?
January 13th, 2008 — honest questions
Like a lot of you out there, the lovely J and I have relatives. Some of them have a tendency to send out conservative junk emails. This got me thinking:
First, where are all the junk liberal emails? And if you’re a liberal, do you forward them to everyone you know?
Second, what’s a good way to start the conversation with the conservative-junk-mail-sender that lets them know there’s an alternate point of view to the one they just sent you and you’d like to talk about it?
Finally, as a corollary, you know those ain’t god grand and jesus saved me and yada yada yada emails? Where are the I LOVE ATHEISM emails? Where are the atheism saved me emails?
Just asking. If you know, I’d love to know.
Heroic Effort, or, What’s A Baby Shower Without Two Computers?
January 13th, 2008 — work
I’m sitting here blogging, while my wife is at a baby shower and I should be finishing something up for a client on Monday.
Why? Because there’s a setting that I can’t update in the tool I’m using. It’s a password. The old password expired today. About twenty minutes ago, apparently. I don’t have rights to update it for some reason. I’ve tried my workarounds — they should be working but aren’t (well, not for this tool) and I’m so completely stressed out I could spit.
Why?
I’m in “heroic effort” mode, trying to get this project out. Heroic Effort is the wrong way to get a project done but here I am. My sleep patterns have been off. I’m snapping at people. I’m eating too much. And the project’s not done. More: like any heroic effort, when it does get done, it will likely have some unforeseen issues. Everyone else calls these bugs.
How did I get here?
I suppose there are a few contributors to it, but what it boils down to is this: too much talking about doing earlier in the project and not enough actual doing. I would be remiss to NOT take my share of the responsibility for that–I like to talk as much as the next person.
In my defense: I did attempt to get a bit more iterative about this development earlier. But my attempt(s) at pushing that direction didn’t work and even knowing better I bought into the idea that it was fine to go ahead.
There are probably other reasons, but I think that’s the big one.
Ack. It just pisses me off. And it makes me sad. And its embarrassing.
Now, on the other computer (yes, I brought two–what’s a baby shower without two computers?), there’s an email to the customer with a bunch of excuses reasons for why things aren’t done. They’re all legitimate but that doesn’t make me feel any better.
But, I guess, this, sometimes, is the job. Oh well. Tomorrow is another day.
Late update: the password I was looking for is suddenly working again. There must be some kind of caching going on. Whatever. I’m going to keep going.
Even later totally TMI update: chili for lunch always sounds like a good idea at the time.
Yo Gangsta!
January 13th, 2008 — Mostly True, meta
Yo Gangsta! — You in the late model SUV with the killer rims. You’re $0.42 short on your pack of Newports.
You and your friends — fighting over who should pay it, arguing in front of the rest of us civilians — are a credit to your demographic.
I kinda want your hat.
