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Meetings

When I say I have a lot of meetings at work, this is what I am talking about…

In my office, there is a quote on my wipeboard. It says, “Meetings: Where good ideas go to die.”

Today I went the Pomona Computer Fair with James and his friend Mark. Mark had been there before and directed the way.
The computer fair was packed with every imaginable computer part, cable, or device you could want and then some.

I didn’t really have anything I need for our computers, so I was just browsing. The prices were as good as anything you might find on the net. Some places didn’t charge sales tax if you paid cash, saving a bit of dough here and there.
If you are building a new computer or need a specific part, it’s a great place to pick up exactly what you need.

This was the coolest computer case I saw. Completely impractical, but many points for style.

Dave Winer, Fuck You

Dave Winer, Fuck You
Maybe if you devoted half of your whining energy to doing a modicum of research on this thing called the ‘internet’ you might not be so miserable.
Go back to the hole you crawled out of, no gives a fuck that YOU chose a shitty hotel.
Not even Doc has your back on this one…

Everydaycarry

everydaycarry, originally uploaded by Argyle.

On Flickr, there is a great tag to watch called whatsinmybag where people with purses dump them out, snap a photo, and use notes to describe what’s everything is.

I would love to participate, but I don’t carry a bag or purse. I do have a set of things I would call my ‘Every day carry’ items.

So I propose a new flickr tag called everydaycarry where those without bags or purses can post and describe what they wear or keep in their pockets during the day.

Are you sick of haikus yet?

Too bad…
Red light on the phone
Another damn thing to do
Please take out the bulb

Don’t be jealous

Last week the signs went up on my street that said “No Parking” “Tow-away” “We’re fargin’ serious and we got backhoes“.
I had known that something was going to be dug up since the USA guys had been out writing on the street, identifying the underground lines.
Sure enough, they came and this was the scene in front of the house next door.

Yep, they are running fiber optic cable to my street. And the main junction box is about 50 feet from my front door!
Fiber to the home baby!
I talked to the guys doing the work and they says it’s a telco, probably Verizon that has contracted them to do the install. I’m guessing that within 6 months or so, it will be lit up.
For those not so tech saavy, fiber to the home is a new kind of data connection like a cable modem or DSL, except the speeds are much higher. The expected minimums for fiber are 15 Mb/s download and 2 Mb/s upload. That’s TEN times faster than the typical DSL line.

What’s Wrong With Bloggercon

What’s Wrong With Bloggercon [via Adam]
Stowe Boyd absolutely nails this.

Latest work haiku

Written during a two-hour ‘town hall’ meeting today:
Same old meeting food
Brings folk to the long ass talk
Food comas for all

Thought for the day

“The Americans will always do the right thing… After they’ve exhausted all the alternatives.”
– Winston Churchill
Looks like we’ve got four more years of alternatives…
Chin up people, we will make it through this.

The people spoke

Well, the election is over but the counting is not done. It’s not over till the fat lady sings says my father, but the truth is that the voting didn’t go the way I had hoped.
I was wrong in hoping that a strong turnout would break Kerry’s way.
I was wrong that Bush’s base wouldn’t increase.
I was right that the vote wouldn’t be close. Unfortunately it’s something like 3 million votes for the wrong guy.
Yesterday, I was cautiously optimistic about the voting when I heard of the turnout. When I got home from work I surfed the net around 7PM and there was no real news at that point. Knowing that nothing was to be gained by fretting over the TV news, I played games for a couple hours.
To try to get my mind off the idea of losing, I watched the Daily Show and headed off to bed around 10:30. The results wouldn’t be known till the wee hours, so I didn’t even check the net or the TV news.
Once in bed, the thoughts of the election raced in my head so I woke up the sleeping wife and made some hot monkey love to get my mind off of politics.
Around 5AM my eyes popped open and I could lay in bed any longer. Heading up front, I put on CSPAN and was disheartened. Bush had a huge lead in the popular vote and it was down to calling Ohio, even though Bush led the tally in Ohio.
Well, the voters spoke. I’m sure it will be debated what happened for the next four years, but as of today, I know how the Dole supporters felt in 1996.
Damn this sucks…