During Summer: I Can't Wait For Winter

One bummer revelation from this most recent business trip is that I may have reached a point in my career where I need a worksona, i.e. a real-name presence on Twitter and possibly even LinkedIn. This was unnecessary when I was doing work way in the internal plumbing nobody would ever see, but when I was at a conference telling real people "hey, you should use this", it became an issue.

[…] the word can refer to sandwiches or cigars, surrounding context is required to disambiguate it.

Just read about the port strike attempt. Yeah, why not simply automate the ports? Bring in the robots.

it's a shame you can't Cool, Silent, and Mysterious your way to being very close to people. we are unfortunately going to have to embarrass ourselves for this

Bruckner Expressway, South Bronx, 1958

NYC Municipal Archives

The problem with investing energy in trying to refute bad arguments is that you inevitably put yourself in their company.

It's a shame you can't just keep taking gray market stimulants like caffeine and eventually achieve infinite energy.

7 a.m. is too damn early for running errands but, it is currently the only way

I walk down the city streets, in an unsuspectin' human world. Inhuman in your midst. Well, this world is mine to own.