work holiday party 2007
work holiday party 2006
Laughing at myself wanting to clean my keyboard (the modern equivalent of sharpening pencils) when I have requirements documents to write.
in Washington D.C. 2006
The painted markings of the tennis court are blowing away.
commute advisory 2006
A tour of Dinah's cube 2006
Why do that? (NYPL online style guide to XHTML) Here's why. (Jeff Veen's The Business Value of Web Standards)
JJG and Peter Morville Information Architecture principles. S.R. Ranganathan quote "To be literate is to possess the cow of plenty"
(obscurely positioned where most do not see it: )
The reasonable man adapts himself to the world, the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.
- George Bernard Shaw
I've had this quote up at work for at least the last two jobs.
homeward commute 2006
Riding home with Aimee 2006
On the way home 2006
Groggy greyer San Antonio 2006
Rain. Swell. Do I have a waterproof jacket or an umbrella? No.
I am having a really hard time with getting to sleep here. Partly the time difference, partly the strange place.
I have no obligations today until a reception this evening, so I'm tempted to stay in my room and work, but I know the sales folks are really grateful when I'm in the booth in the exhibits. Time to get my brain jumpstarted out of this grey drowse and find a way to get over there in a somewhat dry condition.
hotel room. as usual, comically high desk requiring pillow to make it vaguely less ergonomically wrong wrong wrong. later figured out how to raise the chair which helped, but meant the pillow should go under the feet.
Groggy grey San Antonio 2006
The blueish tinge is entirely an artifact of my camera's color bias. The sky is grey and I'm having a hell of a time waking up today.
Too many short nights this week and the time difference partly to blame, but even 9 hours sleep didn't set me to rights. Ugh. At least I didn't have any morning obligations today.
What a day, what a day... 2006
My shoulders are a wreck from being really tense at work the past several days. Beta test starting next week which coincides annoyingly with a conference I have to finish preparing for and the systems hardware was conspiring against us all the way. Disk failure! Swell.
Bleah. Good riddance to that hard week.
I am starting my weekend out right:
- My new and beautiful wool rug arrived. I will take pictures tomorrow when it is sunny (ahem, do you hear me, weather?). I expect to be very happy with this rug for decades.
- I have a Pimm's Cup to sooth my nerves.
- I have a big glass of water because it's always good to have a glass of water.
- I have Annie's mac & "cheese" with some Carrot-Ginger soup to fill my belly.
- I have some really good expensive cheese - Neal's Yard Berkswell - to please my tongue (see illustration of said tongue in Flickrstream).[reproduced below]
- I have French cafe music playing.
- I have no intention of doing anything stressful all weekend.
A little work, a little early isn't necessarily a bad thing 2006
[originally posted to metagrrrl.livejournal.com]
I was thinking "Well, this is it. Back to work tomorrow. Ugh. And there'll be a ton of email..." and starting to stress about what a rough day it would be. Then I realized it was stupid. If my brain was going to spend time stressing over work, I might as well be doing it.
So I switched over to my work account, opened the VPN connection, and downloaded that email.
165 went to my probable spam folder, and only 3 or 4 were not really spam.
62 went to my inbox (not just to some list I'm on).
52 were notifications requiring no action
2 were cc's requiring no action
1 were undetected spam
2 were things I was copied on but which don't concern me
1 was something that I needed to read in detail, but not act on
3 required a less than 2 minute action
Reading through the mail for my lists took about 10 or 15 minutes tops.
That leaves 1 email that I will need to deal with in the office tomorrow, but its one that will take less than 5 minutes.
So, it's only 7:30pm and now I know there's nothing alarming waiting for me and I can right down to the work on the top of my list.
Hooray for the sanity check!
Current Mood: confident
Current Music: Honky Tonk Angel's Medley - k.d. lang
A search interface 2005
Don't remember where I saw this, but it sure seems like it might be too confusing in the midst of trying to help.
My pretty commute 2005
From the bus on the Bay Bridge.
More booths like this please. 2004
Yes, I went to a conference where they gave us a booth next to the food table. (Unfortunately, these are also the evil tradeshow stools that allowed my bag to fall to the ground with Moxie 1, my first Powerbook, inside. Thanks to my Zero Shock case, despite cosmetic damage she actually kept working fine until August or so when the sound began to crap out when you'd squeeze the case. Hence Moxie II. I'll be getting Moxie I serviced and then selling her).
Without changing position, John illustrates the excellent placement of the refreshments. (Alas, we didn't want to make a bad impression, so we actually did not get to graze from our booth.)
Klassy with a capital K 2004
So very busy. 2004
I've been quiet here since I've been crazy busy at work. I come home wanting something amusing to escape to and so I've been surfing the web, chatting with friends and watching DVDs. Not a huge amount of creative output in the evenings since I've been doing so much writing during the days. Admittedly, it is less fun to write & proof read documentation than posts about wonderful weird things seen on the web, but at least my writing muscles are getting worked out.
Not so much my physical muscles. Mental exhaustion can fool me into indolence when what I really need is to move around. The diet I'm on also leaves me with a little less energy, I suspect. Overcoming that pull away from activity is difficult. Today, though, I'll get a good bit of walking in. I have taken the day off to relax and see the geisha exhibit at the Asian Art Museum before it closes later this month.
Earlier this year I'd talked about taking a vacation, maybe up to visit my aunt & grandmother in Alaska, but then my company decided that one of the other product managers and I should put new versions of our products out twice a year instead of once and that made work fairly insane. I think we'll get good at it - already it's forcing us to be more efficient, but it is still a little crazy-making. On the bright side, I'm getting asked to present more at conferences, so that's giving me a little travel.
I'll be in Portland middle of next month and will get to take a 3-day weekend before the conference to play tourist. I'll be staying at the Jupiter Hotel and doing a lot of walking around downtown, visiting museums and parks, and, of course, hanging out at Powell's Books.
Now it's time to be a tourist in my own city. Off to ride the trolley to the museum!
commuting home 2004
Tech support is hard, frustrating, often monotonous work. Cool cars and uniforms that make you look like Agent Smith from the Matrix plus job titles like "Double Agent" seem perfectly reasonable ways to make the work more bearable. More power to the Geek Squad. (And do check out their website. Great attitude!)
Scene from an evening commute 2004
Taken on the Bay Bridge heading into San Francisco.
Thank you, Sir. May I have another? 2004
It was great having a weekend, but it was too short.
The left-hand building is clearly an extra from a bad sci-fi or comic book film. The top of the rear right-hand one is where my company had a dessert reception. Alas, it was foggy, so we wandered around past white windows eating chocolates.
Busy can be wonderful 2003
It's been a busy week, but a very good one. I had my review at work and it was mixed. I've definitely made significant mistakes in my first 16 months at this job, but I've also had great successes and my average work is good. It was a tough review because I really had to face some deep-seated bad habits. This time, with the support of my boss, my sweetheart, my family and friends, and some reserve of strength I found in myself, I've finally turned a corner. I recognized that I have been taking the lazy, painful way out by kicking myself and feeling shitty when I blow it, but not doing the much harder thing of actually changing my behavior. This time I decided to change. I didn't decide to try to change; I just did it. It feels really great. I am much less stressed, more productive and happier.
I just watched the special features about the Weta Workshop design team and the stunt team for Lord of the Rings on the extended edition DVD of The Two Towers (which finally came today) and I am so inspired and grateful and proud. These films make me proud to be human. We are wonderful creatures. To create something so amazing, so rich and deep and powerful, is the best thing in the world. It's the same feeling I get from seeing Cirque du Soleil or hearing incredible musicians. This is us at our best. And it doesn't have anything to do with race or creed or gender or nationality. The best happens when we set those things aside to make something together.
Yeah, of course I think "gee, if only I'd stayed a theater arts major, I might have ended up working on the costume team for these films". Sure I want to make magic. But then again, I make the gateway to magic. Librarians link people to ideas, to stories, to the tools that enable people to create. Making software for libraries isn't so very far away from other kinds of creativity.
And I never have to wear prosthetic makeup, work in the middle of the night for 3 months straight, and fall off 30 foot walls. There are some compensations for taking the tamer path.
Normal Work Symptom 2003
Nothing is going particularly wrong today. No one is shouting at me. I haven't been in numbing meetings. I've been getting things done and some of them are even the things I planned to do today. I like my job. All in all, it should be fine.
Still, inexplicably, my brain has spent much of the afternoon going "Aaaaaaaaaah!!! Get me out of here!!! Waaaaaarrrgghhh!"
"Shhh.... Shhhhh..." I say.
It tries to command my body to bang my head against my desk or go drink margaritas.
*sigh* Problem brains.