• Little boy blue, come blow your horn

    Last I spoke of work I made reference to being a little bored. Well I feel inclined now… in fact I’m sitting up straight… good posture and all. In the interest of propping up my image at large, I feel I must share a comment I received yesterday after my week in court concluded. A person who makes more money than me (but really, how many people does that exclude?), and who has no reason to gain my good graces (based on their professional position, in relation to mine), said that it had been a pleasure to work with me. Take that! I’m speaking to all of you who read this site and conclude I must be an ass of Equus asinus proportions.

    Speaking of donkeys, did you know that “jack and jenny” are references to a donkey’s gender? Remember that the next time you want to curse a female driver in traffic. The appropriate methodology is: “YOU JENNY ASS!” I suppose the same would work if you were really pissed at a male driver and you wanted to double the insult with a little emasculation… just make sure you’re not in the car with your spouse. You don’t want to have to explain that you didn’t MEAN to imply women make worse drivers… regardless of their species.

    Back to my sorry ass, the reason for this discussion. I just wanted to assure you that I didn’t sleep through the whole work week. I can kick ass when the need arises. Sometimes I even enjoy doing it – as was the case the second half of the week.

    I am quite the comeback kid, if I do say so myself.


  • Stupid employer tricks

    We moan and groan about the DVDs purchased for training material at work… with nary a player in sight. We wonder why an office automation tech could not be hired, at a modest salary, to better take advantage of the technology already paid for… gaining hundreds (if not thousands) of hours of productivity on the cheap.

    The fact is the world is filled with stupid people. Too often we take this fact for granted. What really hurts is that these are the folks that give public employ a bad name. The public perception paints with a broad brush, and it only takes a few bad decisions to color us all incompetent. This is the insult to our injury.


  • No restraint

    I’m not afraid to admit it; I’m in love with my PowerBook. I’m stuck in court with a Dell that does double duty as a piece of masonry and I can’t help but yearn for my magnificent Mac. Perhaps I was hasty comparing it to a rock… there’s enough plastic here to cause a spike in oil prices. The thing creaks more than my knees… to the point where I’m afraid to pick it up anymore. And did I mention that it’s two years old, but has only seen a year of duty… and part-time duty at that?

    Caveat emptor: (like this is for sale, or you’ve paid me for anything before) I am extremely prejudiced against the Dark Knight of personal computing.