Category: Kevin

I was offered a job today. Not formally, but I was definitely offered one. I didn’t apply for the job, or give any signals that I wanted the job, but it was offered. I’m extremely excited. It’s within the company, and pretty much the job of my dreams. It will involve more than just building […]

I’m going to spend today recouperating. I think, if I wake up, I’ll go get some pork with funny noodle at Saigon Cafe, and go see SuperTroopers. This being alone thing is really starting to suck. The novelty of going to the bathroom with the door open and playing video games with the volume way […]

And to make myself feel better, I am worth exactly: $2,572,760.00.

I learned an important lesson last night. It was hard-won and therefore I’m going to share it with you. If you have a serious sinus infection and you take serious antibiotics long enough, there comes a point when the snot loses its purchase in your face and decides to turn tail and head for the […]

Someone at work actually noticed that I’ve lost weight. First time someone other than an immediate family member noticed since I started. Damn, that feels good.

A funk has set in. Maybe it’s because Jen and Max are going out of town for two weeks, or the fact that I don’t feel well. Maybe it’s that they’re threatening to switch platforms on me at work, and I’m afraid I’ll have to learn a language I don’t want to (Java – Why […]

Oh, look at all the pretty colors in that thing I just coughed up! I see green, a little pink, yellow. It’s like a Paul Klee that got left out in the rain. I hate winter. Yes, I know not long ago I was fantasizing about snow, but this winter has been mild so far. […]

My poor little Powerbook. I have one of the older G3’s with the bronze keyboard (pre-firewire). It’s been through so many complete wipes and re-installs that I think it’s having a personality conflict. After getting tired of waiting for OS X to load anything, I’ve decided to switch to YellowDog 2.1 again now that Ximian‘s […]

Gail’s short story yesterday reminded me of my own juvenile therapy experience. I was five, and don’t remember much of it. I remember bits and pieces of small chairs and tables, colors and smells. I remember the event that lead to the therapy almost like a movie, looking at myself in third person, watching the […]

Speaking of starving… I’ve been doing pretty well with my New Year’s Resolution. I decided that I drink way too much soda (I was up to 3-4 20oz Dr. Peppers or Code Reds a day). So, I’m down to one 20oz Dr. Pepper for breakfast. On my daily trek to the convenience store in the […]