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March 25, 2006

To summarize

The good:

  1. Reading will be promoted to the Premiership for the first time in their 135 year history
  2. Annabel got her first professional haircut
  3. I got a new cell phone

The bad:

  1. I lost the battery charger for my camera
  2. I lost my W-2 for this year
  3. Susan is having a bad week

The indifferent:

  1. I am working on moving the website to a new hosting service, but I've been very slow about doing it
  2. I am working on getting my job restructured and a 3 year plan for redoing the website and media
  3. I've decided that I'm going to stay at my current employer until I get a Master's degree... in 3 years
  4. My favorite song right now is Petra Haden's a capella cover of the Beach Boys' "God Only Knows" that she recorded in one afternoon

And that's the news. Traffic and whining together on the 9's.

Posted by dylan at 03:40 PM

March 18, 2006

I'm... trendy


New glasses
Originally uploaded by Dylan W..
I got my eyes checked today, and with that, new glasses. Good news is that my prescription hasn't changed that much in six years. The bad news is that it's still really, really strong. So strong, in fact, that I couldn't get the super-cool new lenses that resist scratches, children, and bad reasoning. Well, I could, but it would have been a three day wait. And, honestly, I wanted to be done with this in the hour the glasses place usually does it in.

But that isn't the big deal. The big deal is, I'm back in plastic frames.

And not just any old plastic frames. Trendy ones. That's what the Lenscrafters lady checked off on the chart of "types" of frames. The choices were something like conservative, trendy, classic, ugly, and don't want to spend any money.

You see, I looked at all the wire frames today, and I thought, you know, I want something different. I want to look like I'm 33, not 63. And I want to be... trendy. So, yeah, trendy.

And yet, they are massively different. My vision is framed again by plastic, and the angles are completely different from the taller glasses I had before.

So... is everyone OK with them? I think I am. It's just so... different. Maybe I should look at blending away the grey next.

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March 15, 2006

Et tu, Cardini?

Today, in the hospital cafeteria, they're serving Caesar salad.

I wanted to lean over some of the people in line for it and whisper, "Beware the Ides of March."

Posted by dylan at 01:08 PM

March 14, 2006

Maybe Tomorrow

I'm bored at work.

Only, I'm not. I'm still stupid busy at work. In fact, the problem right now with work is that I have two jobs that are trying to simultaneously monopolize my attention, and one of the them, eventually, is going to win. Eventually. In the meantime, I'm overly busy doing nothing at all.

Busy? Doing nothing?

Well, it's nothing if you spend all your time reacting to everyone else's inability to manage their time or communicate effectively with you. There's no such thing as being proactive around my office. There's no such thing as advance planning (and by advance I mean three months before an event or deadline, not three days).

And, see, this is the problem: Every time I've tried to be proactive, I get about five minutes in before I get interrupted by a need to react to something else that just came up. After four or five of these interruptions, I just give up.

And by give up, I mean I just stare at my e-mail or read online trade articles or work on my thumb-twiddling while I wait for the next Crisis to pop up so that I can React to it. And since the next Crisis is only another five minutes away (with service to Cockfosters) , I don't have long to "blow off work."

Because I'm not blowing off work. I'm just waiting for it to rip me away from whatever it was I was doing, good or ill.

Thus, I'm bored.

I bring this up because Elaine has been at SxSW Interactive the past few days. For you non-web people, SxSW Interactive (an offshoot of the great and glorious SxSW music festival) is A Major Web Conference. Lots of Big People On The Web that Most Of You have never heard of were there.

I wasn't. I wasn't because my organization values the web on a level somewhere between Report Binders and Liquid Paper. Also, I wasn't because I didn't buy a plane ticket to Austin and pay the registration fee with my money while using my vacation time.

And that's part of what makes me mad about my job. I can't go to conferences. When I'm at work, all I do is react to everyone else, so I never get the time to learn the Cool New Stuff talked about at these conferences. And I can't do it at home with a toddler to chase, and I'm exhausted anyway from eight hours a day of reacting.

I have a great skill set for a 2003-era web developer and designer. For a 2006-era developer, though, it's really shoddy. No .NET. A basic grasp of AJAX. Ruby still means "Don't Take Your Love To Town" to me more than "On Rails." I have PHP and MySQL going for me, but in a Microsoft town you rarely see them mentioned.

So. I'm trying to figure it all out. I'm apparently having my midlife crisis a few years early. And, I still haven't figured out what is I want to be when I grow up.

"Well, don't grow up."

That's not what I mean. What I mean is I don't know where my passion lies. I don't know what I enjoy doing at all. I don't know what I'd enjoy doing 40 hours a week. I know it's not what I'm doing now. I want to be at a place where I don't waste all my time dealing with everyone else's inability to manage their own crap effectively. So, it's either get another job, or throw down the gauntlet and demand that my job get fixed so I don't have to deal with as much idiocy.

Meanwhile, I keep going to work, asking myself why I even bother thinking that it's worth my time.

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March 04, 2006

Sickville + Miriam

This weekend is the first one this year where one of us hasn't been sick or injured.

Annabel's been sick three times. Susan cut her knee open once and has been sick with Annabel germs at least once. I've been sick one weekend. This is mainly due to Annabel's slow process of getting used to daycare germs.

In 2006, there has not been a single Sunday where every member of the household has shown up at church. I'm kinda surprised the Heretic Police haven't shown up yet... oh wait, this it's 17th century Puritan New England or a fundamentalist Muslim country.

The streak finally ended, technically, on Ash Wednesday. As for Sunday, we'll see where we are tomorrow morning.

Miriam.jpgAnd while I'm catching up on news, Tuesday before last Annabel picked up a cousin named Miriam Grace. So far, unfortunately, the parents have yet to set up her website. Just another way I'm different from my brothers, I guess.

One of these days when I need a post I will put together a chart that will help you distinguish between me and my two lesserer, younger brothers.

Back to whatever it was I was doing.

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