Office Pool

November 7, 2002 at 8:58 pm | blabbing.

Came in this morning to find that the rain from last night has shorted out our new alarm system at the new office space, because of a leak in the roof. Thanks to Paul for coming by the office when he got the alarm call and staying until like 4am emptying buckets of water that could have taken out our new phone system as well. We have some more rain due tonight so we are all crossing our fingers that all we be ok.

The office is a wreck with wood that we need to attach our massive white boards to the old brick walls and wet carpet along with a dehumidifier. All computers and phone are good.. Wheeeewwww

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November 2, 2002 at 11:59 am | blabbing.

Pretty good week around the here. Productive work stuff, some Halloween parties, new office coming together. Halloween at Aretoula’s 80’s theme party Alanna was a cow and I was a cowboy. Fun was had by all.

No one has even sent me an email for the Marshall JCM 800 half stack that I have up on craigslist… I guess I should email it out to some friends and see if they want it. Alanna says she will put up for sale on Yahoo employee site.

Gonna go down to work today and see if we can get some of the larger construction things done.

Scott Adams’ take on the glass ceiling for women CEOs in business

October 21, 2002 at 11:20 pm | blabbing.

Well, it’s something that you could test for yourself, and you can let me know if I’m wrong. Go into any room that’s got a mix of men and women, and ask them individually, so that other people don’t hear their answer: “If you could be CEO, with all that comes with it, with all the hard work and all the effort to get there, would you want that job?”

And I think that what you’ll find is that a healthy slice of the men, maybe a quarter of them, maybe more, will say: “Yeah, I’d absolutely want that.”

And the women you’ll find maybe one in the room.

So I don’t think that you can compare two groups where one wants something and one doesn’t want it as much. All things being equal, the group that wants it more is probably going to have more success.

I think women can handle emotional pain better than men, and that gives them kind of a super power in personal relationships that they can just make both of you miserable until that man gives up.

But men can handle humiliation better, like we don’t feel slighted. We can basically be the bottom dog licking the paws of the top dog for 40 years, if when it’s done we get a chance at being the top dog. We’re somehow just built for that.

But a woman can’t do that. I think a woman cannot suffer humiliation over long periods of time without thinking: “I think that I’d rather be doing something else.”

I look at people as machines. The women are designed to handle pain really well, just kind of general discomfort, like wearing uncomfortable shoes, but also you see a lot of women in jobs helping the sick and people who’ve got problems — social work — because you can handle more pain.

Men, we like to watch other people have pain, like sports people. The only time we like to watch pain is if it’s associated with either sports or humor.

Taken from Salon.com

New office

at 11:20 pm | blabbing.

Got the new office space up on running this weekend after some hassle with the network router… “IP we don’t need no stinkin IP”. Now all we have to do is wait for PacBell to get there shit together and switch over our phones…. Many thanks to the extra sets of hands involved including my girl alanna. Maybe now I can get my head far enough out of my ass to return phone calls and open the mail.

Marketecture

October 17, 2002 at 10:27 pm | blabbing.

The word of the day to describe Microsoft’s new .NET

Great quotes and other stuff of the day

October 10, 2002 at 8:43 pm | blabbing.

Never argue with an idiot, they’ll only drag you down to their level then beat you by experience. (Not sure who actually said this, though everybody uses it. Sounds like Groucho Marx to me.)

RIAA’s obligitary business plan post:
1.Screw customers
2.Screw now former-customers
3.Censor the internet
4.???
5.Profit!

We live in a world where lemonade is artificial and soap has real lemon.

Several pigeons were put into identical boxes that would spit out a food pellet once every minute. Within a few minutes one pigeon was hopping up and down constantly, the second was continually spinning, and another wouldn’t stop bobbing his head… It turns out tha t they were assuming that whatever action they were doing when the food first was dispensed was causing the food to be released, so they would continue to do it indefinitely to keep the food coming! If A is happening, then it MUST be a result of B. Hmmm, sound familiar?

Great Weekend

October 7, 2002 at 11:54 pm | blabbing.

Great weekend where Alanna and I looked at Subaru Outback sports. No heavy sales pitches and car crap, it was nice we got to drive it and see what we are missing. Turns out my friend Bob was out buying a Subaru Legacy in Oakland on the same day.

Other things that I did this weekend would be:

  • Strickly Bluegrass in Golden Gate Park.
  • Saw old friend from years ago Sonja for the 4 time in like a 2 weeks.
  • Went to Lowes and got some tools and stuff and almost got in a crazy road rage thing with some weirdo people in a Jeep Cherokee.
  • Had a nice hotdog cookout to enjoy the weather.
  • Watched “Signs” for the first time. (OK movie, but the Dolby sound kept cutting in and out)

Great Article about uniforms and the american workplace

October 5, 2002 at 12:00 pm | blabbing.

“There are two things going on here. Companies make the uniform ‘not a uniform’ by making it look casual. And then they nullify the casual aspect of it by putting people in something that advertises who they work for.”

“Historically, uniform-wearing workers of low status were not considered valuable advertising tools for their employers, but that has changed in recent years. The rise of the “corporate casual” uniform reflects the way we think about class today. The chasm between rich and poor is wider than ever; but our work uniforms seem to reassure us that, dressed a certain way, we can all pass as middle class. And selling the middle class to the middle class is what corporate culture is all about.”

By Carina Chocano