Much improvement on the haircut front. On the recommendation of a very well groomed waiter at a local fish restaurant I called on Kai at the Reo Morris salon. Kay has a clue about hair. I am no longer shaggy, nor does my hair look like the victim of a tragic weed-whacker incident.
Today I get to meet with a researcher who wants to buy our software (along with a decent sized pile of Apple hardware), and his CTO (Chief Technology Officer) who has a perfectly reasonable dislike of non-standard machines and change in all its forms. Hopefully I’ll be able to convince the researcher that the CTO doesn’t support our stuff…but that’s okay because *we* support it. Hopefully, I can also convince the CTO that the researcher won’t be calling and taking his valuable support time, since we’re such an excellent company. Wheeee. At least I get lunch out of it. Sadly for the deal, the “trivial crap” threshold seems to be set pretty low today. Hopefully I won’t snap in the middle of the meeting.
Snapping: The kill-cord on the lawnmower finally gave up after a month of abuse with pliers and vice-grips. Looks like I’ll have to repair it for real. Damn.
Crab grass: Beyond using napalm on the yard and starting from scratch, does anyone know a good crab-grass cure? I’ve been doing my slow, obsessive compulsive removal of each individual plant…which is having steady progress. There’s a lot of yard left, though.
For those wondering, the reference to a group who totally ignored the “continue” button and blamed the “hang” on our software is accurate, if incomplete. In fairness, the problem involved a misconfigured monitor which was cutting off the bottom 1/4 of the display. On the one hand, it’s understandable. On the other, this stopped them cold for two weeks.
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