When I was a kid, we had drills. Fire drills. Earthquake drills. Soviet-bombing drills. That was pretty much it. I’m nearly fifty now. The active shooter and lockdown stuff came later, when my daughter was in school. Back then, there were only two moves: Get the fuck out of the building in an orderly fashion. … Continue reading dispatches from hell… sorry, I mean, Portland… 01
I didn’t mean to become a person who collects weird little goblin toys. I’ve long hated Elf on the Shelf and its smug surveillance vibes. I’m more of a Skelly person—a full-sized plastic skeleton who lives in our house year-round. You can’t lose something that big. Though, to be fair, bones do keep falling off. … Continue reading Creature Report Entry 001: Please Be Weird in a Way I Can Love
This week, WordCamp US nestles into Portland, Oregon for the first time, so I thought I should take a moment to welcome all of you to Portland. Stumptown. Silicon Forest. Bridgetown. Rose City. Little Beruit. Rip City. Portlandia… Whatever you call it, Portland, Oregon is the big town I call home. Welcome. I’m so glad … Continue reading Welcome to Portland…
This morning when I woke up at, on the west coast, what was a ridiculous hour but was just plain early on the east coast I did what I always do when it's dark and I'm tired and I don't know what time it is. I asked Alexa what time it is. And she didn't … Continue reading what time is it?
Getting to travel for work is pretty damn cool. It's a problem sometimes, sure. But it's not a bad problem to have. Where I often run into trouble, outside of the logistics and being away from my people, is that I need me time. I need quiet. I need to decompress. I need to sit … Continue reading tales of a traveling introvert: television time…
I went to Hawaii last week to meet my team and managed to wedge in a couple days of fun at the beginning. I don't have the words yet, so here's 39,000 words worth of pictures...
You know that foggy fuzzy state your brain can succumb to when you've been on the go for weeks on end. Traveling, working, family issues, cat hairballs. These things can make the most collected person tired. I would go so far as to say zombie-like. This was just the case yesterday morning when I finally … Continue reading all I wanted was a cup of coffee…
As a child I hated any egg that was not hard boiled. Hate is not an overstatement. It might, in fact be an understatement. I loathed eggs that were not boiled. Easter eggs? Sure. Hard boiled eggs mashed up with butter, salt and pepper? Yes please. Deviled eggs? Yes, and did I mention I love … Continue reading plane post 3: eggs
When I think of that moment at take off when the wheels lift and the plane and all it's inhabitants are thrown from the earth, when I'm pressed back into my seat, I usually make a mental leap to moments later as I look out over the city we're flying away from. Whether I'm leaving … Continue reading plane post 2: cloud cover
Yesterday was my birthday. My 33rd birthday to be specific and look at that... I let the day go by without a blog post. Hmmm. How did that happen? How did I not remember to mark my special day with a blog post etched indelibly on the face of the internet? Oh that's right. I … Continue reading happy being 33 day…
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