I haven’t disappeared off my blog again, I’ve just taken a little bit of time to focus on a serious backlog at work, and by the time the weekend comes around I’m braindead and unable to think past my next meal.
I was getting ideas for posts during that time, but usually only while walking to and from the train, and by the time I’d get back home or to work, I’d have forgotten all but a very general idea. And trying to reconstruct posts from half-remembered mental fragments is frustrating and off-putting, at least from my perspective.
So, I’ve been playing lotsa video games, and link-hopping cooking blogs and cooking theory websites in my down time, and watching Let’s Plays on YouTube.
Today I made swedish meatballs with white gravy – they turned out really, really good – but need a little more tweaking. Probably going to change the spice ratios and the onions, and I need to scale back on the breadcrumbs and milk, I think. Once I have it all figured out, I’ll post that recipe. Oh, and the two stroganoff recipes I have – if I ever find them. I might just create them again from scratch.
Have fun, readers.
Not a long post tonight, since I already ran my fingers across this post text entry box earlier today and added a whole lotta words, but I wanted to say I’ve added a recipes module and started adding my more popular ones.
Just look up to the menu and click on “Recipes” for a menu of categories. There are three recipes so far, hopefully I’ll be able to add a new one every week or every other week, depending on how often I get to experiment in the kitchen.
Oh, wait… I know of two more to add before I even need to experiment, but all this data entry has me looking longingly at my bottle of gin and my Netflix account, as there’s a season of Criminal Minds I haven’t watched, yet.
So, thanks for reading.
I went to the Arts High School (Perpich Center for Arts Education) many years ago. Well, this past summer was my 21st annual reunion, and I haven’t seriously drawn or painted or sculpted/shaped clay since. But I remember the experience with a wistful longing like some remember past romances, with a mix of regret and heartache. Continue reading
In a previous post, I told the hard story of what happened to reduce and even my ability to post. But, don’t worry, I’m not re-hashing it here. I’ll just say that things are slowly getting better. And, while slowly getting better, I have to start making longer-term plans than just, “fill the fridge” or “clean the bathroom.”
It’s become this slow balance between looking backward and looking ahead, all the while paying attention to right here, right now. It’s about finding out how to be an adult while not losing the wonder that childhood is, that adventure that being a teenager is.
To see how much things are getting better, I planned a vacation to Florida. Mostly to get away from things, but also just for the challenge. I did the comparison shopping for flights, purchased the tickets, worked out the plans and logistics, and I went. I had help from a good friend with the cat-watching, but otherwise I did it. Every other trip I’ve ever taken has been arranged by someone else, and the fact that I planned it, I went on it, and now I’m back makes me feel a bit more adult. Continue reading
Oh, I thought I could remember to write regularly here. But, between work and rebuilding personal things, I just haven’t had the brain-space.
So, what have I been up to?
Building a form and preparing for a Christmas vacation, that’s what. And, as usual, the summary doesn’t do the actuality any justice. Continue reading
I’m already seeing the groans and complaints. “Isn’t this news dead, yet?” “Shouldn’t this just stop?” “Why do we have to keep hearing about this?”
It’s really easy – because this disgusting behavior still exists. This misogynistic belittling of women in any technology-related topic keeps happening. Women don’t get involved in tech fields because the guys there are pigs, or worse.
What am I talking about? Am I just another Social Justice Warrior trying to right a wrong? Am I just another guy trying to cozy up to the right?
No, I’m a career technologist speaking out about an issue that KEEPS happening, and I really hope this movie comes out and uncovers this stupidity and makes people talk about it.
And I also want to propose a way to fix it. But this way is hard and long. But most really good and workable solutions are. And I don’t have the patience to wait for the movie to come out. Continue reading
Every so often I come across someone who wants to pontificate endlessly on a topic that I just asked for a one-word answer to. Not as frequently, but often enough, I ask for detailed information regarding an error message or technological failure and I receive three or four words back. And it reminds me of a Red Green clip I saw years ago, where Harold describes the three versions of every story.
Please click the link and give it a view. I can wait.
I think this concept needs to be taught to all people in all levels of school as a valid socialization concern/communication requirement.
Think of the three versions of every story in this way:
- Twitter (140 characters or less.)
- Email (A screenful, maybe two.)
- Wikipedia article (Run away with your words.)
Or for those of us old enough to know that “stationery” wasn’t a misspelling to describe an unmoving object:
Not everyone wants a PhD dissertation as an answer to “How are you?” By the same token, it’s extremely frustrating to get one-word answers for, “How did the new interface work for the website?”
The three versions won’t replace thoughtfulness in conversation, but maybe they can prompt us at times.
‘Cause some people….
I know I promised regular updates again, but after last post things got busy at work. Working on reworking document templates and workflows and email templates and new processes, I haven’t had the brainspace to properly contemplate another blog post.
I’ve had a couple of ideas rattling around, but I’ve found I need more time to shake them out before committing keyboard to text-entry field, (to adapt an old phrase in a completely strange way,) and the time just ain’t been there.
I mentioned on Facebook: my poor little iPhone 5S camera died earlier this year. The phone itself works, no cracks in the screen or other damage beyond cosmetic, but I’m pretty sure the cats played “Let’s knock things on the floor” with it, because one day it worked, the next it didn’t. And since I put it on my nightstand when I went to sleep and it was on the floor when I awoke, I don’t think I’m too far-fetched in my assumption.
I could’ve dusted for paw-prints, but after Feline CSI, then what? Cats get punished, human gets retribution via hairballs-in-the-shoes, soon enough it escalates into a living nightmare where cybernetic zombie monkey armies are hunting down sentients for the battery banks and atheistic anarchic road-warriors are raping and pillaging in the streets, all while the inhuman chthonic eye-moon watches balefully as civilization collapses.
It’s just a phone, people. It’s not that important!
But it is….
Warning: this blog post was extremely difficult to write, and took a while to make it into words. I started writing this on Wednesday, September 9th, and I’m just pressing publish now.
Before I continue, I want to be clear that I’m not sympathy-gathering. I’m not trying to blame people. I’m not trying to compete in a “my life is so hard” contest. I’m just looking to heal, so I’m sharing a story, a long story. This is an overview of everything, and there are some painful memories. I’ve shared parts of these stories with people, but I don’t know who knows the whole story, other than myself.
Feel free to skip this post if you don’t want to deal with it, I will categorize this post and any posts directly related to it as “Painful Stuff” so you can easily identify them. I don’t blame you for not wanting to go through this. But I need to. End of warning.