Dad’s having a day.
I’ll go and check in on him.
I hope all is well.
Category: Generic
Happy Birthday, Woz

My first computer was an Apple IIe. Thanks, Woz!
Queen
We are about to witness a brutally violent game of Queen of the Mountain, aren’t we.
Yup. Lily just jumped Robin and knocked her off of her perch.
Such violence.
Haiku for You #205
The ice cream maker,
Is doing it’s thing right now.
Homemade stuff is cool.
Weird Week
I am having a weird week and I feel like I have to write it down in order to make sense of it.
It’s a full work week for me. Five days. I am going to be out for a couple of hours in the middle of the day tomorrow, but other than that we’re on the normal schedule.
Why then did yesterday (Tuesday) feel like Friday? All day long I was focusing on the imminent start of the weekend… when the weekend was still more than three days off. It did not make any sense. Now it’s Wednesday and somehow, unbelievably, it still feels like Friday? I just don’t get it.
Does this mean that tomorrow (Thursday) is going to feel like Friday too? Is every day going to feel like Friday until I actually get a Friday? Is every day going to feel like Friday until the end of time? How is that going to affect the weekend? Is Saturday (if it ever gets here) going to feel like Monday? Or Tuesday? Or Blurnsday?
What caused this epic scramble in my internal calendar? What caused my brain to go so far off the rails? Will I ever recover and get back to normal? The answers are, I don’t know, I don’t know, and probably not. Oh well.
I have about an hour and 40 minutes until my Wednesday (not Friday) work day ends. Once that happens I can start wondering if Thursday is going to feel like Friday too. I’ll let you know how that goes.
Haiku for You #204
The ticket’s complete.
Harris and Walz, ’24.
Let’s be fascist-free.
Ugliest Thing Ever
I saw what might be the ugliest thing I’ve ever seen.
It was during this morning’s drive in to work.
It was a Tesla cybertruck. It was not silver/chrome colored like all of the uggo’s I had seen before. It was worse. It was this awful orange/rust/blood filled vomit color. It was heinous.
At first I wished I could have grabbed a photo of it (I was driving and couldn’t pull it off safely) but now? Now I’m glad that I can spare you the horror of its grossness.
You’re welcome, but also… it’s still out there. The ugliest thing on Earth.
Beware.
Haiku for You #203
It’s been a while…
A haiku free zone,
For a couple of weeks now.
Roaring back to life.
I Feel Bad About This
I feel like I dropped a ball at work. I did not, but I feel like I did.
One of the guys in my group was struggling with an issue on Friday. He was sending out chat messages to the rest of us during the morning and I was chipping in where I could. His problem involved a functionality that 10 years ago I was the authority on. It’s been a long time since I’ve had to look into it myself, but I am still often the guy who can straighten things out even though I don’t personally support customers anymore and therefore never have this sort of issue assigned to me directly.
He asked if anyone was available to jump on a video chat and look things over with him. Right about the same time my boss’ boss pulled a whole bunch of people, including me, into a different discussion and I had to shift my focus to that. By the start of the work day today (Monday) my issue was pretty much worked out but my coworker was still struggling. He was on another video call with a few people from other groups and they were trying to figure out what was going wrong. I joined the call and within a few minutes knew what the problem was and how to fix it.
Damn it.
By 10:00am today everything was fine and dandy and right as rain. That’s good. What I am upset with myself about is that if I could have just freed up a few minutes on Friday I could have saved my coworker a lot of stress and had it all wrapped up three days earlier. The customer would have been happy, my coworker would have been happy, and I would have felt like a (very minor) hero. Instead, I feel like let everyone down. Again, I did not, and the thing I was looking at on Friday is really important and has all sorts of upper management eyes on it, but I still wish I could have been there for my coworker sooner than I was. That’s all.
Goodnight
A couple of furballs wanted to wish you all a goodnight.

