Wednesday, March 31, 2004

Science Class

What I really like about Alton Brown's show, "Good Eats", is the way he turns roasted duck into a science class on the first law of thermodynamics.

While I love to cook, I'm not one to follow recipes, but having a better understanding of the chemical reaction that occurs when I torch the crème brûlée or caramelize onions makes me feel like I'm more responsible for the quality of the end product.

Kind of like how knowing that crunch you hear when you step on a beetle is the chitin that comprises his shell.

Tuesday, March 30, 2004

Go Preds

Going to the game tonight... The playoffs are still within reach.

Monday, March 29, 2004

Items of interest from my RSS feeds:

Mostly work-related...

Don't Blame The Users
The New Google
Got a request for Microsoft? Blog it!
Google Says: Check Under Our Hood
Get Control! An Introduction to Process and Documentation Parts 1 - 3


It's kind of pathetic when I'm actually glad it's a rainy Monday and I'm back at work, dealing with (what's come to be) the usual chaos. Like having a call scheduled in an hour and a half where I'm supposed to review the clone of our development database, which has yet to be rebuilt for me, which means I can't go in and clean it up prior to the call, which means I get to spend half of the call reminding our consultant that he doesn't need to worry about half of the crap in there...

Don't get me wrong -- my weekend was good. 80 degrees and sunny and it only took one Claritin per day to keep my allergies under control. And I finally got around to my spring cleaning. And although I'm not dating my ex-boyfriend, I did join him for mimosas on Sunday, which was nice.


...for the fact that I didn't interpret "I'm meeting Ben and his buddies for a few drinks later" to mean "Ben's setting me up with some blonde", so when Peach and I finished dinner and headed over to E for a couple beers, we sat next to them.

At least it was free entertainment.


Don't make these mistakes when buying content management software
Ok, so we didn't make ALL of the mistakes.

Friday, March 26, 2004

IM at work

Some good guidelines to follow when using IM for business purposes: Instant Messaging at Work

Thursday, March 25, 2004

Sex, Lies, and E-mail...

I just had to share this...

So, This post references a study that shows people are less likely to lie in an e-mail than over the phone.

And this post confirms it. Who would think to book a prostitute via e-mail? Impressive.

Wednesday, March 24, 2004


Work has sucked for the past week.

And it's supposed to be better. But it's not. Every time I turn around, there's another problem. And they're not all mine. But I feel like I have to make sure they get fixed.

And it has turned me into a very crabby person. I'm not very good company right now - I'm even getting on my own nerves.

And tonight is dinner with my mother and aunt. That should just about finish me.

I need a beach and the sun and a cabana boy to keep my drink fresh...

Fun with Google

(or "How to amuse a geek for hours")

I've been playing with one of the features on Google Labs. Google Sets will automatically create sets of items based on the examples you enter.

So I tried it. And, I tried to stump it (because I'm the type of person who enjoys breaking things a challenge).

Here's what Google told me:
  1. If there were additional members of the Beatles, one of them would be named "Volkswagen".

  2. It recognized that Purdue, Indiana, Ball State, and Notre Dame were universities in the state of Indiana and provided me with a list of other Indiana-based universities.

  3. Chianti, Sauvignon Blanc, and Merlot stumped the "small set" search, and the "large set" contained several countries. I'd hate to drink a bottle of Greece.

  4. I really need to get a life...

Welcome to my World

Today's Dilbert hits a little too close to home.

Tuesday, March 23, 2004

Yeah, me too... ;)

Overheard at work:
" I LOVE having someone else put their hands on it."

Monday, March 22, 2004

Free to a Good Home

Please, someone... anyone... adopt me and take me in and give me a home and take care of me so I can LEAVE MY JOB!!!

Sunday, March 21, 2004


My typical Sunday:

Wake up, brush teeth, pull back hair, throw on enough clothing to be seen in public.

Pick up a paper and grab a cup of coffee at Starbuck's (I know, I could get the paper delivered and make my own coffee -- and I used to -- but that led to me not making myself presentable until late in the day, as well as encouraging me to drink an entire pot of coffee...).

Read paper, cut out coupons, glance at an ad or two.

Make a mimosa and tackle the LA Times crossword puzzle.

Consider meeting someone for brunch, or being productive, or officially starting my day. Or maybe take on the NY Times puzzle and another mimosa...

Today is NOT my typical Sunday.

Saturday, March 20, 2004

Weekend Plans

  1. Work

  2. Spring cleaning

  3. Buy a case of wine (there's a REALLY good cab at Del Rio for dirt cheap, but let me buy what I need before I tell you...)

  4. Out Saturday PM

  5. "Family" dinner on Sunday w/everyone except my father (plus his sister... I don't get it either)

  6. Drink case bottle of wine when I get home

Friday, March 19, 2004

How Poignant

Words Of Wisdom 1

My Horoscope

This morning, dear Gemini, you could look around and see nothing but piles of papers that you have no use for at this time. Therefore you might just go through them like a house afire, wanting to clear out as much clutter as you can. This is always good, as a cluttered house parallels a cluttered mind. However, make certain you at least scan something before discarding it. You don't want to throw something out you may need later.
How appropriate... That's what I have planned for the weekend.

Thursday, March 18, 2004

March Madness

The Big Dance starts today. And my boys won't be there...

Wednesday, March 17, 2004

Oh Yeah...

Happy St. Patrick's Day.

(this is really fun) :)

Over Allocated

So - work sucks today. We're trying to launch our e-mail preference program tomorrow and finalize the project plan for our content management system migration (so work can begin next week).

Not only can I not give my full attention to both today, I can't imagine how any of us will get the tasks completed for the CMS project in time. According to the plan, Ben will have to work 176 hours one week in April... And Microsoft Project's "resource leveling" feature makes absolutely NO sense.

Not to mention I couldn't sleep last night. At all. I could barely keep from yawning at 9:30, and by the time I was home, changed, and watching the news, I was wide-awake. And stayed that way. All night. Until I fell asleep and was rudely awakened 10 minutes later by a car alarm.

Busiest day at work this year on top of no sleep whatsoever. Perfect.

Tuesday, March 16, 2004


My style sheet has reverted to a previous state AGAIN.

Scenes From a Sports Bar Part Deux

Recent topics of conversation (just a typical night at E...)
(guest blogged by Peach – and elaborated upon by me)

1. snorting

Brenda (a.k.a. "Mom") – probably in reaction to one of the following conversations.

2. farting

Again Mom – although it wasn’t witnessed by anyone except Mark (thanks for sharing).

3. sex, moving parts (lubricating oil)

Who said you can’t learn while you drink? This is one of the benefits of playing trivia. The question: “Lubricating oil is used for:”? Mark’s answer “sex, sex, sex!” The answer that won points: “moving parts”. Although that should include sex…

4. coochie

This would be where Peach’s tattoo is NOT

5. clean your box

Brenda’s an anti-germ freak. Subsequently, we all get our boxes (trivia game playmakers – get your mind out of the gutter) cleaned with an anti-bacterial towelette. Works great on cell phones too.

6. don't touch my box

And I mean it.

7. "did i hear you say spread"

Funny how a bartender can’t hear a request for a menu, or another drink, or the tab, but from 15 feet away, clearly hears a conversation not intended for his ears…

8. 6, 7, no, 8"

From Mr. Measurementally challenged.

9. Lance Armstrong's crotch

In reference to the “Mr. Texas” tattoo on his arm – which I’ve never noticed, as most media attention is on his crotch. Although Peach seems fixated by his chest…

10. fuck it, it works

Becoming the motto of the masses.

and last, but not least…

11. "rock on"... the Dude

Seriously, Dude said "rock on" at least 4 times in the 30 second conversation I had with him. Maybe 6.

Monday, March 15, 2004

This is getting old...

So I added comments and trackback yesterday and somehow lost all of my template edits from Friday.

Then I post this morning and lose the work I did yesterday.

I've added back the comments and changed the style sheet info and I'm waiting for the next thing to go wrong. Or revert back to a previous state.

Good thing this doesn't happen in real life. Or does it?

Scenes From a Sports Bar

(My apologies to Billy Joel...)

As most everyone who knows me is aware, I choose to spend all much of my leisure time at a sports bar. It’s my own version of "Cheers", with the added bonus of trivia. We'll call it "E".

Unfortunately, my friends and I are not always allowed to enjoy ourselves without the (most often) unwanted interruptions from other guests. Highlights from this past weekend include the discovery that L and my trivia names are anagrams of “Cheap” and "Easy” and subsequent conversation that ended with the plan to film a Cheap and Easy adult film, and an offer by a misguided (but admittedly, adorable) waiter to allow one of us to “squirt the food out of his mouth”.

Past experiences have included offers of marriage, propositions by hotel guests, and the famous (but never on the menu) 7-inch sausage special offered time and again by yet another misguided (and measurementally challenged?) employee.

Fortunately, these experiences haven’t deterred from the enjoyment of E – where everybody knows my name (and it ain’t Easy).

Sunday, March 14, 2004

And Half a Step Forward

OK, I'm getting there.

Color scheme restored (for the most part) - tweaks are imminent. Just not today.


One Step Forward...

And three steps back.

I added comments and trackback, and managed to lose ALL of the formatting that took FOREVER for me to do. Time see if I can restore...

Friday, March 12, 2004


So, I'm grounded. And I can't hope to get out of it, as I've grounded myself. It's for my own good, though.

Growing up, I was only grounded once. Kind of amazing, especially as it only lasted a few hours. And I think I was asleep for those hours... I believe as soon as I woke up the next day, I called a friend (no phone was one of my restrictions) and made plans to go over to her house (again, not allowed).

L has already made it clear that she and I are going out for our usual Friday evening tonight, to celebrate my "smurfdom". I'm not half as excited about this as she is, as it's a wake-up call of sorts to say that in just over two years, I've amassed three million points playing trivia and drinking beer (wine, bourbon, vodka...).

So out tonight and grounded the rest of the weekend. Unless, of course, I call a friend and invite myself over. :)

Thursday, March 11, 2004

I'm Lime Green

Scary, isn't it?

Linda is limegreen

Your dominant hue is green. You're logical and steadfast, focused on figuring life out and doing what makes sense. You value being trusted because you know you're taking the time to figure things out and everyone should just follow you.

Your saturation level is higher than average - You know what you want, but sometimes know not to tell everyone. You value accomplishments and know you can get the job done, so don't be afraid to run out and make things happen.

Your outlook on life is brighter than most people's. You like the idea of influencing things for the better and find hope in situations where others might give up. You're not exactly a bouncy sunshine but things in your world generally look up.
the html color quiz

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

Fresh Start

The test is over...

So I've cleared out all of my previous entries that allowed me to test the waters.

Time to spruce up the place and start having visitors.

Give me a month.