Remember, genes are NOT blueprints.

[kingtycoon]

I think that this is my native thoughtful pose. I don't know. Crazy days anymore, and I'm just feeling beat down to the lowest setting - tired you dig? But in the way that you get from doing.

I thought I'd do a thoughtful recap of events at my game last night - which involved crazy gambling, a carnival atmosphere and a gang war between rival monorail gangs broken up by nightgown wearing sewer-satanists. It's pretty hard to pretend like there could be a more satisfactory hobby - that's all I can say off the top of my head.

At work, there are developments. Maybe I'll disclose those too. I... Phfew. I'm tired. I walked forever and in my coat - one of those days where it starts cold so you need your coat, and at 8 when it's too late for groceries you're standing in the long line at chipotle behind a big family wearing a hot coat with a knapsack full of IT infrastructure just thinking, I'm too hungry to stare at the internet on my phone, I'm too tired to be standing in this line.

But you do anyhow. Cause motherfuckers gotta eat and burrito is the thing on the block you feel like taking home.

So pretty good activity at work, normal type stuff- the firewall needs updating because of Heartbleed - that's not the biggest deal, but it's still one of those things you have to do. Anyway it's done so to heck with you if you read this and think of doing mischief to my job. Whatsoever you doest to the least of my IT infrastructure you do unto me.

By the end of the day I was waist deep in ios anyway - setting up the fancy-pants iPad for the very kind old man who is one of the board/owners of the company. Nice guy - he befriended the founder and the founder left some of it to him after he died. The kind old man lives like a monk in the retirement home in near solitude and must have him his skype! But his compy is dreadful old and needs replacing - we figured we could slap the bluetooth keyboard on the iPad and give him some nice performance and take his decrepit old laptop off of our list of assets. Anyhow it's on my way home so I volunteer to go over and see him and show him how to use the thing for a couple of hours. Nice guy, but I don't know him well and my ability to train/teach - it turns out - is based strongly on my knowledge of you personally. Like, I gotta know you pretty well before I can talk to you about knowledge. So I struggled through the ins and outs with him and he seemed only a little perplexed as I left him. I wish I was better at this, that's all. But I'm not terrible and I promised to come see him next Monday to make sure he's okay, and I took his old compy to sanitize and make ready for him to have without my maintenance oversight.


He has a lot of pictures hanging on his wall but I couldn't stop looking at this one - if you've been at my house you might have seen my famous Lucky Ships Painting - as it's been named by Cub. My yellow painting of ships - and here dude has the red painting of ships by the same garage sale artist. I was very, utterly stoked to see it and he said - take all the pictures you like. I liked talking to him but I didn't like talking overall, late in the day and all that - miles to go before I eat. So I hiked up the hill in my parka, sweating and feeling strong, and got a burrito to eat and finally sat down and finally had my minutes to myself, and finally I will go to bed on time, but I get to go to bed tired - which is it's own prize.

Also I remembered to do myself the great service of listening to this three times.