You know the kind. Small and cute; if it was a few pounds heavier it would probably be cuddly. Nice little guy. I fed him some horse sausage.
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It’s been one-hell-of-a stressful few days. Sitting here on the terrace, looking at nothing; hearing nothing; my mind went momentarily blank. It should do that more often.
Also, I’m pretty sure I just saw two crickets humping.
The things you see when your eyes are open.
Today we said goodbye to a very close friend. It got me thinking: the only thing worse than saying goodbye is never saying hello. I’m certainly not the first to say this. I’m just glad I did.
… and finds a colleague he hasn’t seen out for a while. The colleague invites him to a night of drinks but his wife is expecting him home soon for dinner.
Was just going through some PR texts and stumbled on:
We will continue to attract users, maintain a fresh and “edgy” design and react to technical and business stresses as the user base improves.
Was thinking about editing it into:
We will continue to attract users, maintain a fresh and “edgy” design and react to technical and business stresses as the user base improves. We read that in a book.
Which is better?
Hint: one is partially true
Received this via email today. Posting for posterity.
I want to live in a world where words become action. I want more substance. I want dreams to be appreciated and supported, not challenged. I want more gratitude. I want information to be free. I want to live in a world where people say please and thank you. I want less funk and more groove. I don't want to be rich. I want a rich life. I want this because there's no fruit in froot loops.
I love Dr. Seuss. I suppose that’s a byproduct of every North American childhood. Only recently, however, have I discovered how absolutely brilliant the man was. Nearly every line of every passage in every book can be mapped to everyday life. This random thought is about Green Eggs and Ham; advice on how it can be used in a business context. It’s actually the third version. The first was was too liberal. The second too conservative. This one is Green.
I met Jo in the summer of 2001 at the Rejean Café in Leuven. Although we were drunk so it could have also easily been 2002. Today would have been Jo’s 56th birthday. He died February 24, 2004. To the smartest, most sympathetic yet simultaneously frustrating person I’ve ever had the privilege to call my friend,