May 2nd, 2007

running, bomb tech

Wednesday morning.

This lawyer is no longer an inhabitant of reality. One way or another, he needs to re-join it or completely get out of it.

Point to rant on somewhat later: LJ is technically a blogging/content site, not a social networking site; this is why people keep wanting to get LJ to implement a remove friends thing and LJ is probably never going to do it. Places like MySpace, which are for saying who your friends are and aren't, have to have things like that. Places like LJ, though they're very similar in a lot of functions, are all about the content, and while it's called "friends", you'd better not think that anyone who wants to read you has to want to be your friend. If they're not compatible with you friend-wise, assume they want to read you, unless they're an obvious troll, in which case you can ban them.

More Duck Penis. Just when you thought the 2001-ish research by McCracken was an old meme, it pops up in the news again. Now with more researchers!

hcolleen is beating me with a pool noodle because I am plotting.
phone, cordless phone

Stuff. Also, things.

11:34 AM 5/2/2007
Yesterday marks 12 years since the day I came out to myself. I think that
realization, if it's a realization rather than a thing you've always known, is one
of the most profound coming-out events that exists. People around me knew before I
knew, of course, and looking back on it, I should have probably realized around
about when I was 11. I was staring at my sister's violin teacher's chest and
drooling, for crying out loud... (Was I only 11? I seem to remember it being then.
She had the loveliest blue and white flowered dress and I sort of caught myself
staring when I noticed that she had a button slipping free and I pointed it out to
her and she was embarrassed.)

I'm cleaning out my e-mail box and doing petty paperwork at work while my brain
crunches the hard stuff; I'm hoping that I'll wander back to the DB to find that I
know exactly what needs doing.

1:32 PM 5/2/2007
Sometimes, I
amuse myself far too much
. I like giving amusing examples, though, because
things slip in while people are laughing, and that's one of my top-level purposes in

... dear gods, I was meant to be a witty requirements analyst, wasn't I. And
make that the kind of requirements analyst that not only looks for programming
stuff, but applies that same training to life in general. Oh dear.

Hooray for introspection with friends.

In less-philosophical news, query 5 seems to be running just fine now, in the
"RealHours" cascade. Testin'.

2:37 PM 5/2/2007
Ohhh, these are going to be scary beasts of queries, but I'm in the
rolling-the-ball-up stage. Sweet!

3:02 PM 5/2/2007
...I have co-workers who do not know what "fertile" means. And other co-workers who
are explaining it to them. Badly.

4:00 PM 5/2/2007 -- beverage down plz. If you like cat macros
& Star Trek, have fun.