Stuff

Man, I answer a couple of support questions and all of a sudden they’re all like “OMFG, you’re really, really answering mail right now! We have a bunch of totally new feature requests that we’re going to phrase as bug reports in the hope that you’ll spend the whole day rewriting major portions of your . . . → Read More: Stuff

Party party

I’m sitting in a Chipotle, beginning to digest the tortilla wrapped mound of gluttony that I just ate my way through. This Chipotle is next to the “Short Pump” mall, just across the street from the Starbucks where I spent the morning slamming through 33 support tickets. All praise real high speed internet. It’s worth . . . → Read More: Party party

Protected: Memorial Service

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Beach

The beach house is as beautiful as ever. Somehow it seems more poignant and filled with memories now.

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Fistula

Here’s a fairly horrifying opinion piece in the NY Times about maternal health in the developing world. Kristof’s numbers are that:

* A woman in Ethiopia has a 1 in 14 chance of dying in childbirth during her life (7%). * Worldwide, the rate of *injury* during childbirth is 20 times the rate of *death* . . . → Read More: Fistula

Beach

Greetings from the beach. My dad and I decided that instead of moping around the house, we would mope where we can see the ocean.

Actually, there’s not all that much moping going on at all.

Nyah nyah.

Scraps and tidbits

We found a whole trailer full of family stuff this afternoon.

My dad and I were busily sinking 4x4s in the hopes of suspending the heavy punching bag and getting a workout. It should be noted that digging post holes through Virginia red clay is plenty of a workout, all by itself, as is . . . → Read More: Scraps and tidbits

Mail

Vignette:

There was a strange little orphan of a card in the mailbox yesterday, with no stamp. It said something like “I noticed all the sympathy cards, and the people coming and going, and I asked at the store up the street. I’m so sorry for your loss. Sincerely, Rhonda – your mail carrier.”

Now . . . → Read More: Mail

Work

Drove to NASA today. 2.5 hours. Turned a 60TB SAN into a 90TB SAN. Found a way to move 10TB off an old and decrepit piece of storage hardware. Ate too much chinese food. Waited for the damn data transfer to finish. Ate too much sushi. Drove back to the farm. Another 2.5 hours. Sat . . . → Read More: Work

I’m sorry

Okay, I must advise you to *not* watch this. It’s a mind virus. It infects your brain and spreads through your psyche, leaving you gibbering and useless … and giggling at inappropriate moments. Plus, it includes both profanity and sexual innuendo.

Should you decide to watch it, and if you happen to want them, . . . → Read More: I’m sorry