More than once in the last several days I’ve made reference to “stripping away the extra layers of bullshit.” I didn’t do it here because I wasn’t writing much, but I’ve said it more than once. I try not to swear often, but when you are emotional, there is no substitute for profanity.
I left work early on Thursday. I called in absent on Friday. I spoke to no…
It takes a small person to drag everyone else down when you’re feeling blue. Fortunately for my coworkers, I’m not a big person. Ah, but I shouldn’ worry too much, there’s always room for a little more bitter sarcasm. And speaking of bitter, yesterday I unveiled my treatise on software development in DOR. I sent it right to the top, cc ‘ing some of the folks in…
Today I submitted my first request to the “All Mighty Review Board” to create an office automation tool. It was quite a thrill. I don’t know about you but I rarely have such a sense of acheivement as when I submit a form. Ah, to think that I’ve brought another piece of paper into the world makes the bureaucrat in me glow.
But set aside the sarcasm for a…
I am a tinkerer that had his license to tinker taken away, but I am not alone. What the hell am I talking about? I’m talking about using the tools available to us in the modern, computerized world. I’m talking about increasing efficiency through automation. I’m talking about one person’s attempts to make his office a more productive place and an administration with a policy…
Last year our daughter’s school suggested testing for intelligence. They offered to test her to determine if it would be appropriate to place her in the Gifted Program. Cheryl was all for it. I wasn’t so sure.
How much harm does it do a child to be labeled? Does it matter if the label is good or bad? Is the end result the same? Are expectations placed on someone that may not be…
It all started innocently enough. “John, I hate this room.”
“Well, what exactly do you hate about it?”
“For starters, I hate those CD racks that sit on top of the counter next to the TV.”
Fast forward 24 hours. We emerge from another episode of “The Kauffmans get a trim” to find ourselves driving Eastbound on the road home. Inspiration hits me hard.
This morning the fog wasn’t confined to my mind. The only thing better than riding in a fog is riding in a rain storm. If the fog is thick enough, like this morning, it feels very much like riding in the rain. Not only is there a lot of moisture in the air, it tends to condense on the ends of your hair. Then every time you ride over a bump the drops of water shake free from the ends of your…
There was a time when I told Beth to leave the T.V. on. We were listening to a digital cable music channel, so Beth felt that the T.V. was unnecessary (the sound was going through our stereo at the time). Our discussion went something like this…
“Beth, what are you doing?”
“I’m just going to turn the T.V. off.”
“Beth, I don’t want you to turn the…