Now With Lysine!
16 October 1998
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Now With Lysine!
16 October 1998
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3:26 PM: Snack! was M&Ms today. What did my fellow cutting-edge, 21st century Web-based employees do? They rushed up to the counter in a group - and sorted them. They're being served in those sectioned-off crudité plastic trays you can get at Smart&Final - er, the M&Ms, I mean, not the employees. We come in a bunch. Anyway, I guess the temptation of those individual partitions was too much. It's not a good sign. These people need to go rafting or something.
They didn't go completely hog-wild though - they only sorted the peanut ones.
9:07: Oh darn. I forgot that they're taking the main file server down this weekend to upgrade to a newer bigger better faster MORE GOOD!! server, ahem. (There is a certain amount of general enthusiasm associated with this project.) All of which means that I had to stop working at 9. Shoot.
Not that it matters much today, I think. Lots of people were out of the office, I got here late myself, let us shrug. At least my site is up. I'm due some decompression time.
The other day I was listening to KALW, one of the local public radio stations. "Do you have five friends? Do you like them well enough to save their lives?" Hmm, I thought - game show? "Well your chance to show it is coming up soon - Tuesday is the National Breast Cancer Society's Tell-A-Friend day, the day when you should tell five female friends over 40 to go get a mammogram."
Um. I think perhaps this has not been thought through clearly. Either that or they want to get a lot of well-meaning NPR-listening-types slapped in the face. Or, maybe they just weren't thinking of men - that sounds plausible, I try not to myself.
moo cows say moo salamanders eat pototoes googooplex googooplex
I've thought that so often.......
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
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All names are fake, most places are real, the
author is definitely
unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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