There's a certain amount of fluidity between the composition of the test and dev teams, though the actual systems they run on are discreet. This was a human error sort of thing, because the CM person acts both as the dev/test and test/ops liason. He'd just delivered dev to test late last week, and then went and delivered from test to ops, having forgotten latest in test was the untested dev version. We don't usually deliver a new build to test until after we've delivered to ops, but as today proves, it can happen.
And now I am going to work off some frustration in the pool.
I just sent DH on a bit of a goose chase. erm.
Right handed monkey wrench?
Elbow grease?
Key to the batter's box?
pre-2000 German administrative material?
Love the husbands and husbands kid. The husband who leans in (at leas I'm assuming he's a husband) looks JUST like a friend of mine, who's wife I must now send this to. Well, and to him. SECRET LIFE!!
I'm going to pretty up and go sing karaoke now. I love my new town. Except for the part where I haven't made plans with lisah and sarameg yet. But now that it's getting warmer and there aren't mountains of snow everywhere...
Any song suggestions? I always draw blanks when I get there.
I like to do "Love Is A Battlefield," but that's me.
So I'm watching the local news analysis show, and these two guys are trying to explain Chat Roulette to the middle-aged female host, and how 5-8% nasty isn't actually that high a percentage for the internet. Hilarious.
Earlier this afternoon, I wondered why I don't just listen to a lot of Prince while I work. Or "work." It turns out the answer is, because I literally stop doing anything else to sing along with most of the songs. Oops.
Hee! That is indeed the hazard.
Chicagoistas, don't try going north on the red line.
I was a middle-aged woman who didn't know what chat roulette was until a few minutes ago. The article I hit upon said they saw 11 penises in 30 minutes. 5-8% nasty is very good.
