August 2008
Wishing strength and endurance to my old colleagues at CFI & to all those in Gustav’s path.
Is it by design that the NYTimes iPhone app consistently crashes after 5 minutes of use? Appears common in all apps, in fact. AT&T bw limit?
Doing better than before, by a factor of Eggs Benedict.
Waiting for a table > http://bkite.com/01qFx
The poor box at Assumption features coin slots big enough only for dimes.
Hangry. And feeding the kids a pre-breakfast to quell their outrageous misbehaviour isn’t helping.
Maybe Julie and her 146 pushups should think about running for VP.
Anyone else having trouble posting updates from the Twitter website?
Julie just kicked my pushupless ass clear into next month. Oh wait, that’s the day after tomorrow.
Road sign reads “fresh oil and chips.” Now I’m on the lookout for kettle corn too. What a road.
Outside my window, 2 sounds: my always drunk neighbor blaming the democrats for McCain, and a chainsaw in the distance. Want less distance.
Deleting contacts on my decommissioned Verizon phone before selling to a Craigslister. ONE AT A TIME.
As my tire pressure dips below the factory-prescribed optimum, I wonder exactly how supportive of terrorism I’m deemed to have become.
Sarah Palin? I guess Ann Coulter turned him down?
Answering interrogatories intended solely to waste my time makes the pen feel far less mighty than the sword.
Wondering if Gustav is offended to be feared as if a hurricane when he’s only a tropical storm. Let’s not create a self-fulfilling prophecy.
My first wife is a walking refutation of the Dantean myth that beauty and benevolence are inherently related.
Okay so pretty clearly we miss having a president with a respectable and inspiring command of the English language.
Clinton: Power of our example, not the example of our power.
Posting from Ubiquity. Yes, so are you. Yes, everybody is. Thanks for having me.
Filling my earholes with MC Solar’s A Dix De Mes Discilpes before getting on with things.
May the days ahead of you surpass the greatness of the days behind you.
Pepcid Complete: I’d like it if you’d come in a new flavor. Chocolate. I eat enough of you, it’s the least you could do for me. Thanks tons.
The switch to the new desk at work turned my workspace backwards, not upside down. Wondering if I should hope for similar impact on life.
I guess when I bought a bottom-of-the-line Canoscan LiDE 20 flatbed scanner I should have realized it would die young for being so cheap.
Woke up to Bjork, feeling flirty & psychotic, winking at hand puppets and norse wenches at the coffee cleaners circus bazaar shoppes.
From the SPAM filter: “Have all the medicaments at your hand.” I’m thinking “medicament” should be welcomed as a legitimate word.
At Dozen, very 2.0h cupcakes > http://bkite.com/01ny9
Lunch today will include brain food. Not tofu, but actual brains. Who’s in?
Chrissy’s midwestern accent sounded like whining to Jack, who as a result struggled with intense, violent urges.
The meaning of the word Interrogatory →
Yesterday, I came home from work to find 50 pages of questions in my mailbox. Not just any questions, but questions from my ex-wife’s attorney: “Interrogatories.” Questions about where I spend my…
Hey BoxesAndArrows.com, since you’re in a leadership role in IA/IxD, how about facilitating printing articles without all the comments? KTHX
Ask @mcnitt - if you join my group of SimplifyMedia friends, you get free access to my outrageously good Boogie Down Productions collection.
Finishing a Visio doc update before pulling apart my desk to set up monitor-expansion attempt #2.
Hi Parallels, couple of suggestions: 1. Don’t call it coherence mode if it causes the computer to fly apart. 2. Do QA. Kthanksbai.
Give us our freakin hot dogs > http://bkite.com/01mRi
What’s your favorite part about people not honoring their commitments? Mine is when they do it in denial.
Scanning the headlines, I too quickly misread “Twitter weaves between Colorado homes.” Seemed plausible enough at first. Will seek help.
Looks like lunch at Franktuary with @igierard and @patrickfulton today.
The dead raccoon has long since been cleaned up. Now hornets swirl around the garbage can trying to get chicken. Back! That’s MY chicken!
Xis horas of lseep isn’t neough for me.
From now on, whenever I hear someone trying to steal my trash cans, I’m going to just invite them in for some ice cream. Poisoned ice cream.
Week 3, day 3 of the 100 push-up challenge completed. 130 total today. I’m busting all the buttons on my shirts. Rawr.
Blogfest Pittsburgh in a short while.
At Pittsburgh bloggest wearing social median t-shirt. Come say hi!!
It may be embarrassing for my colleagues that I neti-pot in the public bathroom at work, but for me itsnot.
OKAY, so where’s the site that has you track your sexual encounters as brightkite does your meals? Social networking coming of age?
Little rats stayed up past midnight and STILL managed to beat me out of bed this morning. With pillows and clenched fists.
Fueled with donuts, 4 boys are now jousting in the living room. Instead of lances, they use fists & locked arms. And aim for sacks.
I work from home for a week & when I return, a city exists where Pittsburgh used to be.