Female in the workplace...

I told someone recently that it would be nice to not be the only female in the group anymore. Actually, I said it would be nice to learn from a successful woman how one should go about getting ahead in the business world. Unfortunately I haven't had the privilege to work for a professional woman in this grand ol' software company. Well, you never know, my hope may come to fruition someday soon! In the meantime, I'll settle for throwing a baby shower for my male colleague. He was a good sport...

-s

Why can't we have a tropical island day at work?

So, the little piggy had tropical island day at school today... I share the picture with others at work and intern jon asks "why can't we have a tropical island day at work?" This prompts me to finally write a blog that I've been meaning to write for a while...

Why are most old software companies so lame?

Well, the quick answer is because we all can't be as cool as Marissa Mayers and the Google team.

Really, there are reasons why we all can't be as cool. There happens to be a function in this world for lame old software companies and as your mentor, I will now tell you what that is...

If we weren't around who would...

• focus only on the next 3 months?
• hire all those developers that like to develop for the sake of developing?
• focus on business politics?
• hide information from employees so they can't do their job?
• make every effort to be difficult and stop progress?
• send tons of lengthy, uninspiring, angry email?

Oh.. I think this list can go on. So now you see intern jon (or not-peter as I like to call you), we can't have Tropical Island day at work because we're too busy finding reasons why we can't innovate. However, don't fret, once you become a head honcho, you'll have tropical island day when ever you want!

In the end, the purpose of this blog was to show the little piggy in her new shades and to share a very nice article about innovation. Now I have to go back to making everyones job difficult.
-s

Bling Bling!

Ok, so it isn't the 14 lbs of gold that B.A. Baracus lugged around while whooping ass as part of the A-Team....But notice this little girls got some "ICE" on her earlobes.

Just 3 months old and she's already a card carrying member of adiamondisforever.com.

Sorry boys.....

Classified ad of the future: Appartment for rent!

Studio appartment on prison block level w/ direct access to trash compactor. Utilities and cable included, monthly maintenance fee to cover operation of tractor beam.

Ok, seriously, this is crazy! By the end of the decade the UAE and our friends in Dubaii will be home to 10 of the tallest skyscrapers in the world! Who cares how tall they are, if they keep making buildings like the one pictured....I'll be riding a camel and writing in hyroglyphics in no time.
J

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Where in the world is Emil San Diego?

Ok, so take a spinning globe and place your finger on it. Now spin the globe as fast as you can! Round and round the globe goes.....where it stops....nobody knows! Slowing, slowing and stop.

BAM! He's in Mexico....going about 140mph and he's not being chased by federales! Good luck to cuz and wife in the Panamericana.

You can follow every kilometer here: http://www.lacarreradaily.blogspot.com/
Oh yeah, the car is pretty sick too:

J

AOL... ANTI-GREEN!!!

Here's my rant... My grandmother has AOL dial-up. I just reformatted her PC because it was an absolute mess. Now I'm trying to get AOL back on her PC. Well, since she only has dial up through AOL, I go to my computer and go to AOL's live help.

First my friend Frances gets on the chat. Frances is really good at repeating himself and telling me that there is no way to order a CD. He recommends that my grandmother (who just got out of the hospital yesterday) go to WalMart and ask for a CD. That's the best way to get on the Internet... drive to WalMart and get a CD. Yea.. okay. So, before I could get my rant out to Frances, he decides I'm not typing quickly enough and signs off.

So.. I sign back in and my friend Charlotte asks if she can be of service. Charlotte tries to give me the same run around as Frances. I ask her... hey Charlotte, is it possible for me to download AOL 9.0 and burn it to CD for my grandmother? She attempts to say that I can download it from some silly website and of course, she's wrong. So she recommends I drive to Wal-Mart (she spells it correctly) and get a CD for my grandmother. Well, I tell her that AOL shouldn't recommend consuming gasoline so liberally. Especially with the entire country "Going Green" how can AOL recommend I use gasoline to get on the Internet? So I entertain Charlotte with my idea of AOL not being "Green" and she decides to log off. So much for my rant to AOL. I think I'll write a letter and drive it to the headquarters in my gas guzzler.

I've had enough of AOL... I'll get my grandmother NetZero or something like that.

ARGH!

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It's been 6 weeks. First round of shots done. This little piggy is ready to go to the market, a restaurant or your home. If you haven't met her, you will soon!

J

Crocs Bite!

These wildly popular and hotly debated fashion items are cause for concern these days. Recent reports have showed that riding escalators with CROCS can be dangerous. Apparently the rubber can get caught at the end of the escalator.

I've always had a problem with the end of the escalator. Growing up you always heard "watch your shoelaces", "pick up your feet", "watch your step"...etc. Every now and again you would hear a about people losing toes/feet/legs & even death at the "end of the escalator". Now I've lost a few pieces of candy....maybe even a toy or two at this juncture, probably because I was too worried about my shoelaces.

When this report about Crocs and escalators came out, I had a good laugh and came to realize that the only way to really get hurt at the end of the escalator is like this:





J