Tag: Venting

Tarred

Is this the part of the day where I remark on how tired I am, that I’m not particularly keen on the idea of going into work today, that one of the drawbacks to dogs is their unwillingness to be litter trained, and that Oxford commas are the bomb?

If so, you can pretty much guess what I’d say at this point.

I told you so

Coworker: Can you help me fix this?
Me: If you remove something from the solution you need to tell the installer solution to not look for it any more.
[a minute passes]
Me: Oh, you’re probably aware of this, but if you remove that you need to coordinate this with all of the downstream consumers.
Coworker: We’re the only one who is using that
Me: [with trepidation] well…okay then. Just being careful.
Coworker: Thanks!
[a few minutes pass]
Coworker: Why are all the integration builds failing?! Help!

This is my job 68% of the time.

How to fix CNN…

…in a single paragraph.

Instead of churning headlines 24/7 and manufacturing “news” to feed this monster, do long-form, in-depth reporting on topics relating to the news. Use the ubiquitous news ticker to keep folks apprised of current events and break in for live coverage when it actually warrants it. It’s 60 minutes writ large and a damn sight more useful than Paris Hilton nip slips or Celebrity Divorce! or McCain is a mean old man or Obama is a vitriolic church leader’s puppet. Replay these documentaries on a loop the same way you do headlines. Heck myriad cable channels fill time in the same manner with less. And people watch it. Exhibit A: Cartoon Network.

Insightful, meaningful, textbook investigative journalism could feed that monster and still provide a platform for breaking headlines as required. The public just might make decisions on who will lead this country on criteria other than who makes a better bar buddy.

Just my 2 cents.

The Agenda

You can smell it in the air. You can hear it rumbling in the distance. You can see the dust cloud on the horizon…

So the commentary in this post seems to have struck a chord, or maybe a nerve, with the St. Johnny’s crew—especially the righteous Anthony Whorebath. A man who would not normally deign to address little old me, but who has decided to make an exception. A man who is so busy traveling as to not have net access enough to drop comment spam on this wayward [and heretofore little noticed] blog but yet clears enough time and magically finds an internet connection during his travels long enough to engage in a limp effort at a punch up.

It would appear that Righteous Tony is playing the Swift Boat card. By his reckoning there is no way I received a comment on this blog linking to his site from the same IP subnet that serves his site because he was “out of town” and “away from internet access during the time in question.” Never mind that I made no mention of when the comment was actually sent… But let’s give him the benefit of the doubt, shall we?

His rant doesn’t stop there, though, because the Good Lord provides in mysterious ways. Never mind how spurious our crossed paths might be, little ol’ sinner me has presented Mr. Whorebath with an opening to attack his perceived enemies. In his world I am in league with Richard Carrier who was subject to a “blistering take down” at the hands of Big Tony over some internecine Battle Royale or other. In fact, Mr. Carrier is so demoralized by the extreme Logical Suplex thrown by Mr. Whorebath that he has now resorted to Gogglebombing.

Memo to Anthony Horvath:

Sometimes getting called out for comment spam is just getting out for comment spam. Spammers all make mistakes at some point. We accept your apology. Now lets just move on.

I would like to say, OTOH, that your quick thinking and opportunistic use of some random inbound linkage to further promote your swindle shows promise. You may just be able to keep a step ahead of your flock as you lead them to slaughter. Good luck, sir.