Hey, its been brought to my attention that there are some issues with looking at the blog in IE 6. If this is caused by something I can change then please let me know. If its the comments that's the problem then use the Comments? Scorn? Praise? in that mish mash monument to my lame ass HTML skills to the left.
Heck, I need to do something different with the thing anyway so maybe I'll just add that to the list of things that've gotta get done. But then, today was a good day with a distinct nod to Ice Cube. All's right, sort of, in the work place.
I ended up getting the project taken care of, had a good meeting with my boss lady and found some more ink. I am basically a digital and physical ink pimp or ho, not sure which way to look at it. I pimp my company, flog (politely, properly and gently but flog) them with our news, our word. Our neverending supply of data, fed to a never ending eater of data with a healthy sales cycle built in to generate high quality, repeatable revenue.
Recognizing the situation is both fascinating and maddening though. Because I'm not sure if there's enough cohesion in the company to be able to expand as rapidly as it appears that we are about to do. But on the other hand, part of my job is to drive that expansion by putting our name in front of more and ever diverse numbers of people. In some ways, the blog here is the anti-thesis of this. I do publish it to Weblogs and link to others but beyond that, its up to others to find me.
Is that wrong? I don't know, I'm not trying to follow another set of rules, I'm sort of letting the blog run its own course and go where it will. Yep, my other writing might suffer because of it, this is time consuming in excess of the time actually spent typing and linking and checking and all that. I think about things I just want to toss up here for kicks.
Tomorrow's another day, still far too early in the week to think about the weekend but its already on my mind. How could it not be after the good, generally clean and harmless fun of the last weekend? I specifically halted a conversation with an drunk Christian virgin girl because she was questioning her belief in God. And whatever my beliefs are, I've no right to go mucking about with hers, no matter how right I think and know mine are. They're only right for me. So if there's a big old karma calculator in the sky I should be sliding ever closer to the black again and out of the red (I was a particularly bull headed and stupid kid in my teens, does that stuff get erased when you turn 18 too, like your juvenile police record?)
I could and might blather on but instead, I'm going to go and get some late dinner, call it a night, get up in the morning and hope for sun so I can have a nice workout and bike ride before work. My volleyball weary muscles should be just dandy in another 7 or 8 hours.
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Heck, I need to do something different with the thing anyway so maybe I'll just add that to the list of things that've gotta get done. But then, today was a good day with a distinct nod to Ice Cube. All's right, sort of, in the work place.
I ended up getting the project taken care of, had a good meeting with my boss lady and found some more ink. I am basically a digital and physical ink pimp or ho, not sure which way to look at it. I pimp my company, flog (politely, properly and gently but flog) them with our news, our word. Our neverending supply of data, fed to a never ending eater of data with a healthy sales cycle built in to generate high quality, repeatable revenue.
Recognizing the situation is both fascinating and maddening though. Because I'm not sure if there's enough cohesion in the company to be able to expand as rapidly as it appears that we are about to do. But on the other hand, part of my job is to drive that expansion by putting our name in front of more and ever diverse numbers of people. In some ways, the blog here is the anti-thesis of this. I do publish it to Weblogs and link to others but beyond that, its up to others to find me.
Is that wrong? I don't know, I'm not trying to follow another set of rules, I'm sort of letting the blog run its own course and go where it will. Yep, my other writing might suffer because of it, this is time consuming in excess of the time actually spent typing and linking and checking and all that. I think about things I just want to toss up here for kicks.
Tomorrow's another day, still far too early in the week to think about the weekend but its already on my mind. How could it not be after the good, generally clean and harmless fun of the last weekend? I specifically halted a conversation with an drunk Christian virgin girl because she was questioning her belief in God. And whatever my beliefs are, I've no right to go mucking about with hers, no matter how right I think and know mine are. They're only right for me. So if there's a big old karma calculator in the sky I should be sliding ever closer to the black again and out of the red (I was a particularly bull headed and stupid kid in my teens, does that stuff get erased when you turn 18 too, like your juvenile police record?)
I could and might blather on but instead, I'm going to go and get some late dinner, call it a night, get up in the morning and hope for sun so I can have a nice workout and bike ride before work. My volleyball weary muscles should be just dandy in another 7 or 8 hours.
