Matt and Jessica, Bartleby definitely feels your extended food-poisoning pain, I think. He wants to eat, but it looks like even the boiled chicken I'm giving him is hurting his tumbly.
Thankfully, he's mostly okay, but not totally for sure.
Sophia, my favorite title ever was Special Projects Juggler. It ensured that my card always got a second look and started many a conversation. Of course, I was working for a software developer back when they still had propellers on their caps and made miracles in garages that turned into buckets of money.
Still, I'm a fan of the bold title. I serves more purpose than simple HR pay banding.
And Nilly! Go you with the mad J-mommy skillz. "Are you sure you should be jumping around like that?...and the example to the next generation comment had me giggling out loud.
Watching the live Jeb conference on preparedness. Jeb and I don't agree on much, but he is an ok guy when it comes to these things. He even answers live questions with ease. He was talking about mutual offers of aid and assistance with Cuba and how helping people in storms not a political thing.
Overcast now so I am going outside for a few minutes at a time to pick up things. Damn hot outside. Still 90°F. I expect it to cool off some, but only a couple degrees. This will be a hot shower. Wish me no loss of power, because internet and A/C are wonderful things in my life.
“Hundreds of millions of dollars were raised,” says Card, and much of that has not yet been spent. “I’ve heard the argument that the money has not come down from [Mississippi governor] Haley Barbour because he’s waiting to make an August 29 announcement on the dispersement of funds.”
There's special hell, and then there's hell comma a special place in. Sheesh.
Sophia, my favorite title ever was Special Projects Juggler.
Years ago, I knew a woman whose job at King Features Syndicate had evolved from secretary to coordinating all kinds of work. They asked her what she wanted on her business card. She said, "Queen of King Features."
A guy at work literally started whining to me when I tried to explain to him that it's not my job to debug an application that he is supposed to be supporting.
He was talking about mutual offers of aid and assistance with Cuba and how helping people in storms not a political thing.
Wow, that just made me like Jeb a whole lot more than I ever did before. How very...sensible!
Sad when that's a high accolade.
ICON, my laptop's hard drive is dying. Woe.
Did you tell him you can't understand him when he uses that tone? That's what mom always said.
I have a lame title.
IOLameN, I just had the lamest realization: whenever I'm reading a story that at some point involves characters inside a house or apartment whose layout isn't explicitly described (and even sometimes if it is, which can make things confusing) I use one of two default layouts, with very few exceptions. Down to where the kitchen appliances go. These layouts have no relation to any place I've ever lived, nor any house I honestly think I've been in. It's sort of strange.
Andreas’ Personal Flying Suit (“Monocopter”) Project
I wanna find the guy who's building this and say, "Dude. You're head's gonna be inches away from a jet engine." Also, I hope he knows what he's doing, as the stability and control of that thing would be very complex engineering problems....
My formal title is Senior Application Architect... at a publishing company. It makes me sound all kinds of responsible and awesome even if I'm not.
Did you tell him you can't understand him when he uses that tone? That's what mom always said.
OMG MINE TOO.
Actually, I think we've had this conversation before.