Asymptomatic

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Dream Jobs: Bicycle Messenger
January 25, 2007

I don’t recall what caused this thought to occur to me - that I should write about the handful of jobs that I’ve considered interesting over the years - but it seemed like an interesting topic nonetheless. It’s not that each of these jobs is something I would necessarily love to do today, but that I’ve considered them so at one point or another.

One of my favorite fantasy jobs is that of the bicycle messenger. I’ve always found a lot of glamour in the idea of running parcels from place to place in the city by bike.

Code v Design
January 24, 2007

This isn’t any serious attempt to build a case in any particular direction, just some undeveloped thoughts I was having in the shower this morning after yesterday’s 12.5-hour work day.

Design often follows no rigid form, and is fluid in that you need not follow convention to achieve it. With a pen or brush or stylus, you can craft a design that looks however you like with any level of appeal or function to those who experience it. Design, in regard to computer production, is often static and shows little regard for interactivity.

WordPress, What Happened? Part 1/5- Support
January 23, 2007

Before I begin with this, I would like to make two points, briefly and once once, because they distracts from the overall message. First, comments are disabled on these posts because I think that this issue is very personal. Yes, you deserve a say, especially if you’re a blogger, and I encourage you to do so. But please do it on your own blog, back-link or not.

Second, WordPress has been a fun ride. I’ve learned a lot. I’ve met a lot of fantastic people, some of whom I consider great friends. Without WordPress, I would not be in the place I am today, and for that I am thankful. But life progresses and people mature, and so does software - at least, it’s supposed to - and that’s the point of this 5-part essay.

No Humans Please
January 18, 2007

After yesterday’s unusual work session in an actual office, I came home pretty beat. Not from the work, exactly, but from the traffic. I don’t know how people do that commute every day.

But on my way home, I stopped at the Super Fresh grocery store to pick up a couple of items. Being out of soda at home is not a state that I like to have persist.

Pippin
January 16, 2007

PippinMom got Berta and me tickets to see Pippin at the Forrest Theater over the weekend, which we did. The production was excellent.

The story is about a guy, Pippin, who is the son of Charlemagne, and his struggle to discover his purpose in life. Throughout the show, he finds new things that he feels he is destined to be, but it turns out that none of them are.