The interviewer is convinced that I can program

This is really the only important thing in coding interviews -- if they see that you can break down a problem and come up with a sane way of solving it, and that you're familiar with how the language you're using should fit into that solution, that's a win. Forgetting some specific function name, or needing to look something up, or whatever detail thing, is way less important.

Good luck on the next step!

On Micah's phone call last night, he was all, "E, you know who my new man-crush is? NATHAN FILLION! He's so cool!"

And my heart grew 3 sizes that day. (He got the term "man-crush" from D and I, I think. So far he skews hetero to me, (he's 12) although I don't give a rat's ass whatever his sexual orientation is. MAN-CRUSH AWAY, BELOVED CHILD!)

Anger: I have 3 modes: fairly innocuous, ranty, humorous pissy screeds about fairly unimportant things. That's the most common. No one gets hurt.

Cold anger: Much less common, and much more dangerous. I get quiet and focused and plan, and I usually keep it in, because I tend to use words to eviscerate a person in their weak spots. And the worst part is when I get that angry, and I DO let it out...I enjoy it. I usually try to walk away when I get this kind of anger flowing.

Burning hot rage anger: Happened once or twice in my life, when cold anger has been set off. Verbal evisceration happened, and I had to tell the persons to walk away, or else I would be doing them some serious physical harm. One person was stupid enough to believe that a girl wouldn't do that. He was wrong.

(I was in my 20's, this big guy had been sexually harassing a friend of mine all night, and as the bar was closing, he was trying to pull her to his car, and she was all crying and saying "Leave me alone, etc." I ended up kicking him in the nuts, and when he went down, kicking him in the kidneys. Thisclose to kicking him the head, but I walked my sobbing, hysterical friend away instead.)

So yeah; I try not to get REALLY angry much. I'll rail and get pissy at minor things, but it usually last a few minutes and I can laugh it off or just use my Don't Fuck with Me voice to TCB.

I misspoke! Tiny regional airport has WiFi! Four for you, Glen Coco.

Four for you, Glen Coco.

It makes me sad when people don't get "You go, Glen Coco!"

Job~ma to Theo and Calli!

Safe travels, shrift!

I had a bad morning, including a not-so-helpful meeting with Franny's teacher, getting pulled over for my car registration, and subsequently being late for my first student conference. I am trying to find my way to the day getting better, but ugh!

Oh Steph, saw something relevant to your interests: TJs has gluten-free pumpkin pancake mix right now.

TJs has gluten-free pumpkin pancake mix right now.

It had better be in Ohio. (In fact, we're going to TJs on Saturday.) If it is, allow this GIF to express my reaction: [link]

Happy belated birthday, Lee!

Allyson, I know this is late. I hope it is useful. We've never met in person, but you have been right on the internet for so many years. The things you say and do are wise and done with your whole heart. I am so glad to know you invisibly.

Proof I needed a nap: I ate half my lunch before falling asleep beside it. Or else I am three years old.

These portraits of homeless veterans are great: [link]

He still hasn't called back, but I have faith. In the meantime, I'm reviewing all the JS and jQuery I can get my hands on.