Tippecanoe

12:35 AM

I think I'm going to hurl!

Hey! Get it together, man. 'Cause if you hurl, and I catch a whiff of it, man... I'm gonna spew. And if I blow chunks, chances are someone else is gonna honk, alright? And that's gonna set off a parastolic reaction, alright?

OK, OK, I'm alright. Chunkage contained

5:15 AM

I'm still alive! I should probably get up and get the kids ready for school, and ... ZZZZ

6:06 AM

Sent the "I'm sick today" email to work. It's official; I'm staying home.

7:55 AM

Just drove the younger kid to the bus stop because of the rain.

8:10 AM

I could sit here all day handling work email, but I need to shut down OWA and try to relax.

8:45 AM

The dog and I are watching Olympic curling - USA vs. Sweden. I just don't get this sport.

9:37 AM

Sweden holds a slight lead over the Americans.

10:02 AM

Wasn't USA curler Pete Fanson in "Death to Smoochy"?

10:53 AM

Whoo Hoo! USA tops Sweden 10-6! (I still have no idea how this sport works) Two and a half hours is a long match.

11:07 AM

As I watch West Wing, the chills have set in. I'm adding layers and boosting the thermostat.

12:00 pm

News at Noon on WLFI. It's news from where I live. (Meanwhile, in the back yard...)

12:24 PM

I'm starting to feel shakey - like a low blood sugar thing, so I'm going to have some lunch. Chicken Noodle soup with crackers should do the trick.

12:45 PM

Dave Stohler wins the Little 500! (I always seem to just catch the end of this one.)

1:59 PM

Lunch seems to be staying down pretty well. However, a nap seems to be nowhere in sight. I've been web surfing and messing with my Linux configuration. What a geek I am!

2:38 PM

Just walked past a mirror and looked at myself. What a scary sight!

3:12: PM

I just spent 5 minutes staring out the window into the back yard. It's a warm, wet, windy day, and I'm thinking about replanting grass there. It is currently mostly bare. I probably won't be thinking much about yard work in a couple of days when it will be 40° colder and snowy

4:05 PM

The kids are home from school

4:25 PM

I talked the younger kid into going to the gas station with me so that I wouldn't have to get out of the car to buy some Sprite.

5:45 PM

Supper was the rest of the Cambell's soup, along with a ham sandwich. The food didn't upset my stomach, but watching Indiana Governor Daniels on TV did.

9:32 PM

Not much on TV tonight, so I watched the replay of yesterday's Daily Show and an episode of Full House. ("Everywhere you look...")

10:02 PM

Well, I don't feel great, but probably good enough to go back to work tomorrow. Now it's bedtime.

Today at work, I had to kill a project.

A member of my staff and myself, along with a web developer, have been working on it for several months, and there have been many problems. No way we were going to make the deadline!

I was worried about telling the client that we had to stop, but when I walked in his office, I could tell that he had already decided the same thing. He was very nice, understanding, and happy. Basically, he just didn't seem to care that much. I suggested a new deadline of six months, but he suggested a year.

When I told my boss about it (the project was just listed as a 6 month goal in my review last week), he didn't seem to mind either.

I should probably be happy that the damage to my reputation was minimized, but I'm actually a little upset that they didn't care. Have we been busting our collective ass for nothing?

(I need to let these things go.)

I‎ ‎attended‎ ‎a‎ ‎meeting‎ ‎today‎ ‎to‎ ‎discuss‎ ‎name‎ ‎matching‎ ‎algorithm‎ ‎problems‎ ‎with‎ ‎a‎ ‎vendor‎/‎consultant‎.‎‎ ‎One‎ ‎of‎ ‎the‎ ‎issues‎ ‎has‎ ‎to‎ ‎do‎ ‎with‎ ‎Asian‎ ‎name‎ ‎matching‎.‎‎ ‎As‎ ‎the‎ ‎group‎ ‎was‎ ‎trying‎ ‎to‎ ‎find‎ ‎a‎ ‎good‎ ‎example‎,‎‎ ‎we‎ ‎heard‎ ‎‎“‎What‎ ‎about‎ ‎Chu‎ ‎Wen‎?‎‎”‎‎,‎‎ ‎‎“‎Look‎ ‎at‎ ‎Jing‎ ‎Wang‎”‎‎,‎‎ ‎‎“‎Try‎ ‎Lu‎ ‎Yan‎”‎‎.‎

The‎ ‎guy‎ ‎next‎ ‎to‎ ‎me‎ ‎then‎ ‎says‎,‎‎ ‎‎“‎Do‎ ‎we‎ ‎get‎ ‎eggroll‎ ‎with‎ ‎that‎?‎‎”‎

Silence‎ ‎and‎ ‎nervous‎ ‎laugher‎ ‎followed‎.‎

"For a list of all the ways technology has failed to improve the quality of life, please press three." -- Alice Kahn