Email I just sent about this event I'm helping with just ended with a question that boils down to "is anyone steering this ship, or have we all been assuming that someone else knows what's going on?"

That's... not the best feeling.

Follow-up question: I see that we're having karaoke out there. Has anyone thought to rent a karaoke machine, or are we going to have a laptop on stage open to youtube karaoke tracks? And whose laptop are you planning to use, if the latter?

My weekend email:

> Hey, how much power do we have in the outdoor event space? I need to let the sound company know what to expect.

< How much do you need?

> Two 20-amp circuits should do.

< Do you have a list of equipment that needs power?

> No, because we're still soliciting quotes.

< You'll probably need a generator, because the 50 amp circuit inside the building is for catering equipment.

> So... that would be _no_ electricity available in the event space, then? Huh.

"Totally wireless"? Shit requires power, pal. Your fucking furniture doesn't even provide a way to charge a hypothetical "mobile sales experience" overnight, or keep a bank of battery chargers going for regular operations. Your failure to consider even the most basic requirements of a point of sale system should not constitute an emergency on my part.

"The initial plan that informed the furniture design prescribed a totally wireless, mobile sales experience. Flash forward a few years later and here we are with our sales systems crystalized."

Yeah? Then maybe that should have been communicated to the project team which bought the point of sale software, because that was explicitly removed as a consideration when we were evaluating systems. The sales system is brand new; it's your furniture design that sucks, because we're not an Apple Store.

Them: Go ahead and order those things for us!
Me: Ok! I'll need a budget number and project code.
Them: Here's part of a budget number.
Me: I don't actually know your budget numbers, so I'll need the whole thing. And a project code.
Them: Here's the whole budget number.
Me: And project code?
Them (who have to use both a budget number and project code whenever they buy something, too): Oh! Here's a project code.

Every. Damn. Time.

Everyone at work, buying something on a budget number: "Please put this purchase on budget X and project code Y."

Me, ordering something on behalf of someone else: "I'll need a budget number and project code from you."

Them, almost every goddamned time: "Please use budget X."

Behold for Crush - Hather Under Husband Falls Series, Book 1, by Cora Kennedy

Folk-punk 4-string banjo player acquaintance: What should I wear to play bluegrass Queen covers?

In my head: a 5-string banjo and fingerpicks?

Oh, I fucked up a merge conflict resolution. That'll do it. Hooray, it works again!

Oh, I bet there's a missing translation in an element that's everywhere. I always forget to run the translation health checks when I upgrade, and it bites me almost every time.

Er. I upgraded to 2.7.0 just now and I'm not getting any errors in the logs, but when I load the interface I get a flash of the layout and then everything disappears.


This is at least the third time that when I put a playlist on shuffle for my morning commute and then resumed it for the evening commute, my phone just started playing the songs I'd heard in the morning in reverse order. That can't be right.

A poem for our cat, whose name might as well be "hey, no!":

My name is No,
and wen it's day
and all the food
has gone away
but they just came in
thru the door,
I see a treat upon the floor.
They watch me lik
with disbelief.
They say my name;
I eat the leaf.

"I constantly go back and forth between being terrified that the people running the country are morons and being reassured that no matter their worst policies, at least they're morons." -- zachlipton, metafilter

Tangled to You - Marrying the Rescuemen Series, Book 3, by Avanda Freette

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