Document apocalypse

Every New Year’s eve is different. This one started off right, by destroying any document in the filing cabinet that I couldn’t come up with a damn good reason to retain. There is simply no reason to keep more than one year’s worth of utility bills, bank statements, credit card bills, or suchlike. It was . . . → Read More: Document apocalypse

New kinda beer

Kill

Intel sent me a brand new machine for benchmarking. I plugged it in and got a system error about “processor speed mismatch.”

I got on the phone with the hardware guy that they’ve assigned to me, and he asked right away if I had both power supplies connected. I said “no.” He said that . . . → Read More: Kill

Assorted stuff

Just pushed out the first release of the report I’ve been working on for what feels like my entire life (or since October, either way). It’s around 33 pages of dense gobbledygook. I have new sympathy for those of you who have subjected yourself to the thesis writing process. It sucks. Hopefully they’ll go “hooray! . . . → Read More: Assorted stuff

Back on the rock

Back to my workout routine, and it hurts.

Went to the climbing gym for the first time in four months today, and now my arms are wrecked. I haven’t lost too much skill or balance … that part seems to be a permanent benefit. The loss is in grip strength and arm power. Over . . . → Read More: Back on the rock

Pictures

Pictures from Thanksgiving and Christmas.

Good works

I’m going to put my mouth where my money is.

We’re investigating opportunities to go help out the critically under-served (and no, this doesn’t involve volunteering at a really busy bar). Turns out that having an Ob/GYN along opens all sorts of doors. Everyone needs redmed‘s skill set. I’m convinced that I can make myself . . . → Read More: Good works

Verizon

OMFG.

My visceral hatred and rage for Verizon has been mollified, just the tiniest bit, by what just happened.

. . . → Read More: Verizon

Fat

I’m feeling lethargic and overstuffed. Two straight weeks of travel, interspersed with holiday partying and missing my regular exercise have taken their toll. There is also the fact that we’ve eaten no fewer than five cheese plates in that time. Each one was remarkably good, and they all seemed like a good idea at the . . . → Read More: Fat

Christmas

Stayed up until 3 in the morning last night talking politics with my father in law. I learned that I spend *way* too much time reinforcing my own opinions with people who agree with me, and far too little actually trying to understand the point of view of the folks who hold different opinions from . . . → Read More: Christmas