"What you have to understand," V. began, "is that there are essentially three types of people interested in karaoke: asians, homosexuals, and rednecks."

( Karaoke night was a bust. A fiasco. Anticlimax. Predictable. )

Yesterday, the stack of printed out sample shots from my proposed interface change was dumped on my desk. So, it looks like I received the greenlight, which means, in theory, I have some work to do... sometime.
This morning I had a dream that I was working at a cookie manufacturing company with a bunch of people I knew in high school. The cookies ( Read more... )