June 2012
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OK, five things
I will stop complaining about my job here. Le boring. Also fruitless. There are better uses for that energy.
I think tumblr needs a lot of features, all of them more desperately than better Facebook stalking/integration. Maybe most of all, right now: there are people whose content I never, ever want to see, including (especially?) when reblogged.
Lots of milestones this week: Danny finished...
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Lather Rinse Repeat
Morning: brutal, as you may have guessed.
Midday: cool down (thank you, lovelies), begin racking brain for Next Big Idea.
Afternoon: 2.5 hour vendor meeting, in which Next Big Idea becomes abundantly clear! INSPIRATION! I GOT THIS!
Evening: rush home to google it, discover that *exact* idea has already been had, a company was built around it, and then sold to a bigger one for obscene money.
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May 2012
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Thank you.
Next time some wingnut wants to debate me about the need for universal healthcare in this country, I’m gonna shove this laptop so far up his ass it’s gonna bust his fucking teeth on the way out the other side.
Somebody talk me out of walking out of here right...
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Complicated.
Things.
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five for Friday?
I have a plumber tearing a giant hole in my wall right now. He’s going to charge a fuckton of money for this and then leave the hole for someone else to fix. Sweet deal, plumber.
I need a shorthand version of “Person Who Doesn’t Know Me Yet Obviously Despises Me Anyway” for storytelling purposes, but PWDKMYODMA is a tad awkward. Ideas?
I’m leaving work early today...
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troofuses
I deal very poorly with rejection, and things I perceive to be rejection.
I have to give credit to the Chicago police for handling NATO really, really well. They made some mistakes, but so did the protestors, and in no case did I get the sense that the cops started the trouble when trouble did arise. And it arose infrequently.
Metra, however, gets a big, fat F. No backpacks on commuter trains?...
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Ironic
A large part of what we do in options trading is to fit smooth curves to a bunch of seemingly random points. Data comes in and we find a pattern, plot a pretty line, and draw conclusions from it. We can do this very quickly, in a fraction of a second. The most important curve is called a “smile.”
Sometimes, in the course of working, one receives different kinds of data points. Sadly,...
PV = nRT
Sat on a fence, but it don’t work
Fighters to Fly Air Defense Exercise to Prepare... →
TYNDALL AIR FORCE BASE, Fla., May 17, 2012 – Continental U.S. North American Aerospace Defense Command Region fighters will be active in the skies over Chicago tomorrow in preparation for the next week’s NATO summit.
Exercise Amalgam Virgo 12-NATO, a NORAD air defense exercise, will be held in the greater Chicago area to allow interagency partners an opportunity to work collaboratively in this...
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Bulletholes in the mailbox
Hey, Fun: fuck you. Setting the world on fire is not exclusively the province of the young.
They finally opened all the lanes of Congress Parkway after TWO FECKIN’ YEARS. The best part of this is that the traffic lady who wants to ruin my life—I have witnesses who have seen her look me right in the eye and block my ability to turn left onto Congress while letting the car behind me do...
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2012 Summer Tour Kickoff: Galway
recliners:
We are back! After taking the winter off to attend to all sorts of Reclinerish things, we are very excited to kick off our Summer 2012 Thirtieth Anniversary Tour at one of our favorite Chicago area stomping grounds, Galway in Elmhurst.
We’ll hit the stage at 9pm, and we’ll hit it so hard it might buckle. So get there early and bring rescue dogs and a backhoe. (Kidding!)
We’ve got a...
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Rain In The Summertime // The Alarm
5:12 for...
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Graduation Day
With my nose at about the level of his Adam’s apple and at a horizontal distance of less than six inches, I think I made it pretty clear: “Now, shut the FUCK up, go over there and sit the FUCK down, and when I’m done with this production problem that’s costing us REAL FUCKING MONEY, I might come and talk to you about your STUPID. FUCKING. DATABASE.”
Markets moved. As...
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Bullet the blue sky
It’s been weeks since I’ve been able to string together any kind of thought longer than these.
For a treat, try explaining a colonoscopy—the prep and the procedure—to 5- and 8-year-old kids. “They give you diarrhea on purpose? Then they put a camera in your butt?”
Another treat is keeping a straight face while your wingnut coworkers rail incessantly about the...
Idea
How about everyone stops telling others what to feel? Or what they do and don’t understand?
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thing I learned tonight
The Big Lebowski : The Eagles :: Sideways : Merlot
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