I started two Yankee Candles at the same time. I’ve never lit one without the other. It’s a candle race, babie! I put my money on the blue candle.
Much like my NHL predictions, my candle predictions just suck.

I started two Yankee Candles at the same time. I’ve never lit one without the other. It’s a candle race, babie! I put my money on the blue candle.
Much like my NHL predictions, my candle predictions just suck.

I don’t work in a software development group. I work in a customer service group. Every now and then though the programmers in my group are asked to pitch in and help Development hit a deadline, or take on a project when Dev doesn’t have enough staff to go around at that moment.
We recently took on two projects that were pieces of a much larger collection of projects. We were hoping to get the first project done by April or May, and then immediately start on the second project. Instead we brought in another programmer and worked on both of them concurrently with a goal for completion by mid-June.
Today is June 15th. Literally the middle of June.
As of about an hour ago, both of our projects are complete.
In the immortal words of a beer commercial from back in the 80’s…
It’s Miller time.
Awesome job, guys.
This isn’t the worst thing ever, but if Billboard ever put together a top 200 list of things that suck, this would surely be on it.
You’re scooping out the cat’s litter box at the crack of dawn because it’s trash pickup day and you want to get it out before the truck arrives. You take a giant scoop full of nasty, go to dump it into the trash bag and… miss. Damn it!
I don’t believe in omens, but that sure feels like one, right? It’s going to be one of those days, isn’t it.
Trouble sleeping again tonight. I tried watching a couple of shows on Hulu and I started messing with a simple new song idea.
I’m guessing the sleep issues stem from the combination of soul crushing guilt and too much caffeine during the work day trying to compensate for the previous night’s lack of sleep.
It’s midnight and the alarm is set for 6:00am. If I sleep now I can get a solid six hours. That’s usually a good night for me, but 7-8 hours is better.
Okay, I’m going to lay down and try again, though the cat is meowing up a storm. Wish me luck, dear readers.
Lights out. Sweet dreams.
There was a moth in here the other day. Patches is ready in case it comes back. She’ll hold it down with one paw and stab it to death with the other. Patches is deadly with a butter knife.

She’s trying very hard to lower my stress level. It’s not working at all.

I am really tired tonight but we’re going to hang out in the living room for a while and watch the tube.
Is it weird that the last two programs I watched, Fear the Walking Dead and an episode of Mystery Science Theater 3000 whose name I didn’t catch, both ended with a nuclear warhead detonating over American soil? Is that an omen or some shit? I keep trying to figure out what the “nuclear option” is for my parents’ healthcare. Now I’m watching bombs go off in the good ol’ USA.
Coincidence?
I need to make some music. I need my band to get back together. I don’t know if it’s possible. Covid-19 done fudged everything up.
Stupid global pandemic.
Patches is worried about my dad too.

We made a mistake at work last week and today we had a call with the affected customer. I had no idea how they were going to react, but I was prepared for a grade A verbal beat down. If I owned a helmet, I would have worn a helmet.
Nope. They were understanding and accepted our apology and dove right into reviewing the data as if everything went off according to plan.
May you all receive such generous kindness when you screw up. More importantly, would the grudge holding, temper tantrum throwing red head writing this post be more inclined to do the same for others.
Bullet dodged, dudes. Bullet dodged.
I just got word. My father is back in the ER. The never ending hospital stay ramps up for round three.
I feel like the whole family is just beaten down. It’s not even my ass in the hospital bed. I can’t imagine how my father feels right now.
It’s just overwhelming and heart breaking and I want my family back.