Tuesday, September 30
I just got another monitor. It's marginally better than the last one, and that's enough to stop me from whining about it today.
It was on my desktop when I returned from lunch. And, it was already personalized for me: it has a Hello Kitty Ladybug sticker on it.
Now, that's service.
Monday, September 29
Friday, September 26
Sum 'Pincerna' nominatus, Famulari ... nunc paratus.
Wednesday, September 24
Eventually, one's horoscope has to be right, I mean it would be equally unlikely that it could be wrong every day as it would that it would be right every day. Today, I think I’ll believe it:
Spiritual breakthroughs may have you feeling a little disconcerted, dear Coco. The clearing away of deadwood, such as traumas from the long past, might tell you a few things about yourself you'd rather not face. Nonetheless, it's vital to release these hang-ups for one to progress as a human being. Bear in mind that even if tears are involved, this is a positive development. You'll feel freer and happier once it's all set free. Onward and upward!Yeah. I think I'm staying home this evening. Bubble bath. Order in. Work on clearing away my spiritual deadwood and perhaps, paint my toenails.
That being said, you may want to stay at home this evening: a conference of some kind could touch upon some pretty volatile issues, and the people present could disagree to the point that the meeting turns into a shouting match. You probably have strong opinions on this, as well, but don't get involved. You won't be able to stop the argument, and it can only stress you out. In fact, if you can, it might be advisable to avoid this meeting altogether. Think about it!
Sunday, September 21
While listening to Spirituality and Brad Peterson, I
- finished my Peapod order;
- pondered [thanks to Coherence Engine] the extent to which media determines the course of politics and, perhaps, even creates our culture;
- realized that other workers are as annoyed with the idea of clocking in-and-out with Kronos as I;
- resolved to thoroughly explore Design Boom;
- almost successfully justified paying $ 2250 per ounce for more perfect skin; and
- verified that nothing rhymes with orange.
- washed the dishes;
- attempted to prep something for dinner tomorrow [I did not realize until late into the process, sadly, that I am out of eggs];
- unpacked a few more books; and
- cleaned out the fridge.
This was about a third of what I had intended to accomplish this evening. Utter failure.
Saturday, September 20
Friday, September 19
Thursday, September 18
Tuesday, September 16
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[From Mark via email.]
There's no cash in the work coffers for any more external training this year, so if I want to attend anything, I can most likely get the time off, but would have to pay for it myself.
There's a course that I wanted to attend, and now I'm wondering whether I can justify spending my own money on it. Edward Tufte is giving a one-day course on Presenting Data and Information. It would be $ 320, and I'd get his books Visual Explanations, Envisioning Information, and The Visual Display of Quantitative Information as part of the class materials.
Is it worth it? I mean, I've probably spent more at Sephora, Ulta, and Walgreens in the past month.
Or should I just buy the books from Amazon for $ 133? I could even hunt for them used . . . .
I could take it on September 30th, October 1st, or October 2nd. But, I have to decide soon . . . .
What is it that makes someone approachable? Some days, I don't get approached at all. Today? Three hard hits before lunch, one with a business card and a pleading for a lunch date. I don't have a clue why. It's not the outfit I've worn it several times before. Perhaps it's the weather. Perhaps my mood is obvious: my day started well and I've been grinning since I left the apartment. Who knows . . . .
Monday, September 15
Many health clubs have banned the use of mobile phones in the locker rooms with good reason: you never know who might be taking pictures of naked patrons with their camera phones. This jamming device may tackle the problem.
[Thanks to Jeremy, who is quite aware of my scoptophobic tendencies.]
"Within six months of passing the Patriot Act, the Justice Department was conducting seminars on how to stretch the new wiretapping provisions to extend them beyond terror cases," said Dan Dodson, a spokesman for the National Association of Criminal Defense Attorneys. "They say they want the Patriot Act to fight terrorism, then, within six months, they are teaching their people how to use it on ordinary citizens."Uh, yeah. Who couldn't have predicted that?
Thursday, September 11
Wednesday, September 10
Oh, you hate your job? Why didn't you say so? There's a support group for that. It's called EVERYBODY, and they meet at the bar.No comments. I've no comments.
Relationships are hard. It's like a full time job, and we should treat it like one. If your boyfriend or girlfriend wants to leave you, they should give you two week's notice. There should be severance pay, and before they leave you, they should have to find you a temp.
What do people mean when they say the computer went down on them?
Tuesday, September 9
Six or seven years ago, I was working in the loop, and someone told me that there were cameras on the elevators in my office building. I asked a security guard about it, and he grinned at me saying, "we know you". I was mortified. I, when alone on the ride up to the office, had regularly used the elevator as my personal grooming parlor: time to straighten my stockings, fluff my hair, blow my nose, pick something out of my teeth, stretch, rearrange my cleavage . . . . I wondered what other people did and whether they knew.
Through Fimoculous I found this series of obviously contrived, but nonetheless interesting vignettes seen from the perspective of an elevator camera.
Thursday, September 4
It's chilly out. It's football weather. Just cool enough to want a sweatshirt and some hot cocoa. And along with the weather comes the sport. I just made my football picks for the week. Then, I called Aaron to check my logic. He was proud. I haven’t been keeping up much [enough to know that Joey Porter was shot in the ass, but that story was hard to miss].
Okay, here they are in order of confidence:
- The STEELERS over the Ravens
- The SEAHAWKS over the Saints
- The LIONS over the Cardinals
- The Broncos over the BENGALS
- The TITANS over the Raiders
- The Rams over the GIANTS
- The BROWNS over the Colts
- The DOLPHINS over the Texans
- The BILLS over the Patriots
- The PANTHERS over the Jaguars
- The Buccaneers over the EAGLES
- The CHIEFS over the Chargers
- The COWBOYS over the Falcons
- The Bears over the 49ERS
- The Vikings over the PACKERS
- The Jets over the REDSKINS
Ah, there’s no sound like the sound of large men smashing into one another . . . . off I go to watch the game.
Monday, September 1
Strange things are afoot at the Circle-K gentle readers. Actually, a more apropos phrasing might be there’s some shit goin’ on that could, if improperly attended, fuck us all up. I feel entirely underinformed about a lot of this . . . .
First up, nanotech:
Although the NSA can only cough up $ 2 MM for studying nanotech's social, cultural, and economic implications will be, our government can apparently shell out quite a bit more for defense research including $ 50 MM to MIT to, among other things, aid in the launch of The Institute for Soldier Nanotechnologies. In related news, a nanotech cabal meets in Chicago this December to determine what you might buy.
Next, we have cyborg research:
Kevin Warwick is becoming a cyborg.
Imagine a world where people make lunch plans via telepathy, acquire genius-level mathematical skills in an instant, and learn to golf by downloading the neural impulses of Tiger Woods.Next, biotech:
For Warwick's experiment, a neurosurgeon fired a 100-electrode pin implant that looked like "a tiny hairbrush," said Warwick, into the medial nerve of his arm. A research team then linked his nervous system to a computer via the implant, and that's where the fun began.
From a laboratory at Columbia University in New York, Warwick moved a mechanical hand in England by thinking about it and moving his own fingers. As if it were his own hand pressing down, he also felt the surface tension experienced by the mechanical hand thousands of miles away.
"That effectively meant my body was 5,000 miles long," he said.
Genetic engineers at Dartmouth have used yeast to produce a complex human glycoprotein.
Next up, computing:
Scripps Research Institute scientists are working with bio-chips to build new breeds of computers.
And finally, teleportation:
According to Wired, practical applications for teleportation, though not exactly the type seen in Star Trek, could be less than a generation away.
Strange times indeed . . . .