That sound you hear is this week sucking the life out of me. It’s been … not great. Apparently my karmic retribution for being in a horrible mood midweek was to turn the tail end of the week into my own private failfest at work. I got called on the carpet for my participation in this conversation, and I can’t say I don’t see why. I’m an asshole! I don’t mince words! I speak to…
No, this isn’t a picture of Ralph Steadman’s pen ejaculating all over a Jackson Pollock painting. This is what it looks like when I work. I’ve been seeing internerd scuttlebutt (that was for you, Chris) around the web about Anatoliy Zenkov‘s awesome and awesomely weird little application that records the movement of your mouse for as long as you let it, and had to give in and do one of my own. Dots indicate a…
Completely forgot to post these back in December. Oops. It’s a pretty remarkable story, especially when you consider it’s about a young lesbian of color. How often does a story like that make it into the paper? And check out this little explainer video about the series, which was featured today at the annual H.F. Guggenheim Symposium on Crime in America in New York: The CA has nominated the series for a Pulitzer.
Me, aloud, on the car ride home: I argued the word “miraculous” off the front page today. Me, pretending to be someone else, in my skull: Why? Me, aloud: Because it’s not the fucking 700 Club.
This year I opted to work on Christmas so I could get New Year’s Eve and Day off. I can’t say I will ever do that again. [Project 365
I work with ladies who can do some amazing things in the kitchen. This time Rebecca fooled everyone into thinking she’d bought these little donuts. Nope. She baked them. [Project 365]
And I mean that in a good way. In the “it’s fabulous to know people who are so deliciously talented” way. [Project 365]
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