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Monday, November 05, 2007

Jay: November the Fifth is Too Great

Many interesting people were born on November 5th, though not all in the same year.  Too crowded, doing it that way.

For instance, you have Bryan Adams, Ike Turner, Peter Noone, Art Garfunkel, and for maximum musical eclectivity (is that a word?), Myron Floren.  There’s Tatum O’Neal, Roy Rogers, Vivien Leigh, Bill Walton, Tilda Swinton, Robert Patrick, Sam Rockwell, Famke Janssen, and Johnny Damon.

There’s that all important crossword answer, Elke Sommer, and who could forget Roy Rogers and Will Durant.

Yup, who could forget what a great day this is?  Not me…


07:26 AM | Birthdays • Books • Humor • Totally Random • (0) Comments • Permalink

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Jay: Human Duct Tape

It occurs to me that I could sum up much of my work with XTreme in those three words.

The confluence of my description of keeping the big client’s network cobbled together with duct tape and baling wire and my father referring to the eleven years of being in that business as “the lawyers” brought the thought to mind.  While there were several clients and projects, enough of it was either for the one client or similar enough - including as applied to holding our business together, since any time I had chosen to leave it after 1997 would have probably ended it entirely - that it’s wonderfully descriptive.


03:32 PM | Business • Humor • Job Hunting • (0) Comments • Permalink

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Jay: Peak Magma

I meant to mention the other day there was a commercial by some oil company, touting its geothermal efforts, showing a diagram of pipes going dow to magma to take advantage of the heat.

That caused me to joke that they couldn’t keep that up; what happens when we reach “peak magma”?  Plus what happens when the suck all the heat in the planet?  Oh no, global cooling!


12:29 PM | Humor • Totally Random • (1) Comments • Permalink

Jay: No Birthdays (and the Amusing Miscellany Implicit in Posts So Titled)

Not until Friday.  In fact, there are seven birthday-free days during the remainder of this month, as compared with only eight birthdayless days in all of November, even though I count eighteen birthdays remaining this month.  Cluster much?  Looks like forty-six of them in November, including those of dead people or that I otherwise might not mention here.

On an unrelated note that seeing the name Billy reminded me of, the night before last I dreamed at some length a conversation with a slightly older version of my nephew Billy, discussing construction work he was doing and loving.  I don’t remember the words, but I’m amazed how vividly I was seeing him standing before me.

Now that CotC is done, apart from normal details like cleaning up the Gmail account and handing over the keys to the next host, I have to work on my resume that I mentioned in that post.  I had prepended the summary and am pleased that Deb, having not seen it before, thought it sounded good except for possibly one bit of awkward wording.  Hey, I wonder if any other English words feature the sequence “wkw” in them.  I was also thinking it might be an interesting exercise to create the ultimate brief resume, in which each position gets a single sentence of readable, unconfusing length.  Of course, I have excellent descriptions for some of the older stuff.  It’s the new stuff that’s hard.  As Deb noted, XTreme covers 11 years and massive changes, even if parts didn’t involve me that much or overlapped other work.

The goal is for there to be an online resume that is as unabridged as these things get, even if in Word that would make it a five page document, or even if it does what Word can’t and links to more detail.  From there I ought to be able to trim down and focus more than one variant, be it emphasizing technology or an angle on that, management, or even writing.

That’s the initial thing today, even as I still drink my coffee and wonder what the screaming is on the other side of the door from me.  The current toughest thing about closing the door is that my floor is one of Henry’s favorite places to hang out, especially if the music is going.  If it’s not, he’ll look up at the shelf where the speakers are like “hey, I can’t hear anything!” Last night he seemed unhappy to be on the floor with one ear on the sleeping bag, twisting and squirming and being happy if I held him on my lap where he could hear better.  He’ll cry during the pause between tracks, or if the apparent pause is long because of a slow build at the beginning of a song.

I have never seen a baby so obsessed with music.  He’s also usually even happier if I’m singing along.  He likes rock better than mellow stuff, in general, and definitely big sounds better than thin sounds.  He seems to be fond of the Beatles, Queen, the Eagles (but he hated Witchy Woman), Foreigner, the Doors, Badfinger… though it can be hard to say exactly.  He liked the one Boston song I know he’s heard, except it was Foreplay/Long Time and he didn’t like the slow build or the changeover when it goes quiet.  He also loves the Baby Beethoven video that is also a big favorite with both of the girls.

Anyway, this wasn’t supposed to be long.  When I tire of working on the resume, or decide it can’t wait any longer, I also need to go to the old office for more stuff if possible, and to the store.  Preferably to BJ’s, if not exclusively, because we’re running out of all the right things; wipes, paper towels, cheese, butter (which is back to being less at BJ’s, unless it went up there, too), hamburger, peanut butter if we just go ahead and get creamy (they don’t carry 2-pack giant jars of crunchy Jif, darn them), and I forget what else.  Batteries, probably.  Everything larger than AA or AAA seems to have evaporated, and it’s time for the baby to have the baby gym that uses C batteries, if the girls don’t break it first, now that it’s out of hiding.  Eggs, and milk naturally, while I am there.  Their eggs are much better than Hannaford’s.  The truck needs gas, too, so when Deb takes Henry to the doctor tomorrow morning she isn’t cursing me.

Okay, coffee and to work for real now…


09:38 AM | Birthdays • Blogging • Business • Food & Cooking • Humor • Kids • Money • Music • Totally Random • (0) Comments • Permalink

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Jay: The Kidses

Henry in the famous “yellows” that all the kids wore, featured on Sadie in some of the cutest pictures ever.

Valerie struggling to take a shirt off.  When I typed the name of the picture, shirthead, I couldn’t help thinking of Acidman and his post about stupid names parents give their kids, featuring the time he encountered someone named Shithead.  That’s “shuh-THEED” or “shih-THEED” doncha know.  So I was thinking “sher-THEED” when I typed shirt head run together.

Sadie taking a picture of herself.  Not the clearest shot ever, but so cute.


11:27 AM | Humor • Kids • Pictures • (2) Comments • Permalink

Monday, October 08, 2007

Jay: I’ve Perfected Making Beef Stew

But breathing rather than swallowing it remains a bad idea.


12:21 PM | Food & Cooking • Humor • (0) Comments • Permalink
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