My Apologies to Maslow

"You’re on the agenda for 2 pm. Here is what they want you to talk about. You have an hour." I looked at the paper that my cohort who manages the other side of IT had given me to find the list of things his team wanted to hear from me during their 2-day on-site…

Motivational Monday

Apparently, this post didn’t public, I think because of the first image I put in …..it was the same one from last week. What can I say, I guess it resonated with me!

Technology: The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

The good Being able to follow along as G drives on his crazy road trip across 2 continents.  I see where he is.  I can see how far he’s gone.  And, most of the times, I get a sense of if he is done driving for the night.  It’s good stuff.  Fuck, it’s awesome stuff….

Fun with Skype and Autocorrect

Conversation between G and me on Skype today: G: I pooped something in a small box for you and the girls and shipped it off today. Hopefully you’ll get it. Me: ewwww….. G: Just a small "I miss you" gift. Me: You pooped in small box?? And sent it to us?? G: Wow! That was…

Analysis Paralysis

At work, we implemented this application to help us track our project work, and upon seeing it and using it a bit, the entire development team adopted it – hook, line, and sinker.  They tossed out one of the tools they had been using without great success and started using this took for ALL of…

And Now For An Unplanned Day Off…..

This was me this morning. Actually, this was how I was feeling last night too. Yesterday, all day, I had this dull headache that I was fighting.  Every few hours, I’d take two more Advil in hopes that this would be the dose that would help me get through my day. I made a comment…

The Bubble Effect

A few songs into the second band’s set, I learned over to make a comment about them.  But instead of finding his ear, I found his mouth. The kiss started out slow and sweet but quickly deepened.  His hands left my waist and went up to my face as I found my back against the…

Life Is Good

Life is good. That’s all I’ve got. I’ve sat down a few times this week thinking, “I should write”, only to realize that, well, I’ve got nothing. I could write about how the first six days of having G out of the country has been.  But honestly, so far so good. I miss him. I…