Sunday, May 30, 2004
And our seats were awesome. Just past the 4th turn, coming up on the start finish line.
And you know how the wrecks look really cool on TV? They're not. They're scary.
And I'm having the best weekend and I've seen some old friends and met their girlfriends/wives/children.
Friday, May 28, 2004
Thursday, May 27, 2004
He's looking forward to the upcoming movie and has created his wish list for the cast.
btw... Just finished Angels and Demons, and even though it took me longer to get absorbed, it was also great.
Wednesday, May 26, 2004
Of course, I spent the past day and a half redefining the information architecture and content migration mapping I defined 2 months ago. And I'm pretty much at a "wait for things to be ready so I can get more work done" place.
So, no working late until it's time to manually move the rest of the content to production, and no working this weekend, as I'll be at the race, and get back after a long weekend to work non-stop for 11 days.
And then it's done. :)
And we get to start phase 2...
Tuesday, May 25, 2004
Monday, May 24, 2004
Saturday, May 22, 2004
Friday, May 21, 2004
Peach's Z hadn't been broken in yet, so we road-tripped it to Tunica last night, where I quickly showed her how easy it is to lose money in the casino. But we had fun and befriended a bartender (imagine that...) and are willing to make another donation to the casino gods later today.
Then on to Memphis to the Pyramid to go to the "Wonders" exhibit. We're so cultured, we may turn into yogurt. ;)
Wednesday, May 19, 2004
Monday, May 17, 2004
And I have to say "near insanity" is probably an under statement:
The shrill, piercing, incessant sound that drives many people to near insanity is the male cicada's mating call, a love song designed to lure as many female cicadas as possible during the brief breeding cycle.
Started Sunday out with Mimosas and the paper at Peach's, then on to the golf course, where we had a very strategic day. It's funny how just when we NEEDED a cart to take us to the other side of the course (or to the beer tent) one would appear. We also got to practice our stealth maneuvers... Peach to avoid her barfly, and I managed to not be sighted by my father. It's funny how that childhood game of "if I don't look at you, you can't see me" seems to work. :)
I ran into some of my old friends from the Sara Lee, and I think I agreed to be a captain at next year's tournament. We were lucky enough to spend the afternoon in the Trophy Suite, with a bird's eye view of the 18th green and an unlimited supply of refreshments. All in all, a good time for everyone.
...until we got to E and Peach was so happy to see The Vest back from his vacation that she kissed him and threw the poor boy into shock, causing him to break a glass and slice off his hand (well, a portion of). We never saw the actual wound - and he turned down our offer to take him to the ER, but I hope he's stitched up and heavily medicated and recovering...
But I think I need to keep an eye on Peach at the wine tasting tonight. I'd hate to send another man in for medical care... ;)
Update:It wasn't his entire hand, just the top of his finger. 12 stitches and possible plastic surgery. At least it's his middle finger and he's having a lot of fun waving it around...
Wednesday, May 12, 2004
The question is, will she turn 46 soon?
My inner child is forty-five years old!
I've never really liked children, not even when I
was one. I want things neat, ordered, and
adult--fine wine instead of french fries, pina
coladas by the pool instead of beach sand
between my toes. Now if only my fellow adults
would stop acting like such, well, children!
How Old is Your Inner Child?
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Tuesday, May 11, 2004
For now I have to deal with a much larger content migration plan... I think the last month of this project is going to prove to be as time consuming (and frustrating) as the first. I'm just glad it's going to be so worth the effort. If all goes right, I'll be cutting my work in half.
Which means I'll only be doing the work of one person.
Until I find something else to take on...
Update:While I've figured out I can add the new comment functionality to existing posts (and will do so when I have the time), I don't think there's a way to migrate the old ones. Yet.
Monday, May 10, 2004
Friday, May 07, 2004
And I just went in there and realized that NOBODY had used it yet.
So I did. :)
Thursday, May 06, 2004
And just think - for probably half of you (that I actually know) I can take credit for you being among the 10% of net surfers! :)
BTW, I can still take credit for one more of you being smart enough to join Gmail while it's still in beta...
Update:All gone. Thanks for playing.
In my research, I found this aggregator, which rocks.
Then I started finding all these blogs out there with RSS feeds and figured I could do that. The ironic part is that my blog's feed isn't RSS; it's Atom... Which means I can't access it in my favorite aggregator.
Anyway, that was my version of a "catch you up to where I am now" introduction...
Here's an interesting article by Nick Bradbury on client side aggrators and their impact on bandwidth and how his aggregator was designed to minimize bandwidth consumption.
Tuesday, May 04, 2004
Following is an actual apology note that was mailed to the bartenders at E after a particularily rowdy performance a couple of weeks ago by a girl who at one time was a regular.
- Her behavior was obviously uncalled for, but culminated in her throwing a beer bottle across the bar which hit the rail, bounced, then came to a smashing finish on the floor.
- She was asked to leave immediately.
- It wasn't me (I wasn't even there that night).
- I've omitted her name, but she signed the note card.
"Wanted to write a note to apologize for my behavior at the bar on Friday. I do not know what came over me and I am not only sorry but embarrassed. I hope that we can forgive and forget and know that it was just a bad moment. Thanks."I think it's safe to say the guys may forgive her, but I doubt anyone is going to forget this any time soon...
Monday, May 03, 2004
Saturday, May 01, 2004
And it's not really by choice. Yesterday morning, our network was crippled by a virus... From 11:15 on, I was not able to access the internet, and by early afternoon, the network was disabled, and they finally closed the office at 4:15. I, of course, stayed until 5:00. Not that I could get any work done, but I was encouraged to go through the 7 boxes under my desk that have been there since I moved upstairs last year. The good news is, I'm down to 2!
Judging from the lack of e-mails on my blackberry, I'm guessing they're still trying to get things back up and running. But today is Peach's birthday outing. She's kind enough to let me use her computer as I'm sipping my mimosa and we're preparing for our day. I showed up at her door earlier with champagne in tow, to find we must have received the same memo on dress attire - not identical dresses (mine's embroidered silk and hers is linen), but identical style and colors. At least we can tell each other apart - she's the blonde in the hat!
We're heading out to lunch then going to see From El Greco to Picasso this afternoon. I'm looking forward to it - especially since this is the tour I *just* missed when I was in Denver this past January.
Plus it's my belated birthday present to Peach - so we have a rare girls' day out, which will be fun (I guess that's as opposed to the frequent girls' NIGHTs out - if you consider "out" playing trivia at E - which can be fun as well).
And Sunday. For the first time since I don't know when I get to have my favorite Sunday morning coffee, paper, mimosa, crossword ritual. Then I think I'll stop by E and catch a game or two. :)