Hope to see a few of you there!
Hope to see a few of you there!
Also, he wants to write a book about user --> developer relationships and communication, so there's that.
Also also, his kids are so adorable that I want to puke. It should be illegal to have 4 children who are that precocious.
Also also also, cheese.
Oh god of techiness, circuitry be your name.
Thy emails come,
Thy downloading done
On earth as it's done is interspace.
Give us this day our daily cookies,
and forgive us our email
as we forgive those who email against us.
Lead us not into pop-ups,
but deliver us from spam.
For thine is the Pinterest,
the Facebook, and the Databases,
Forever and ever.
To which the only response is:
in nomine rahaelis, et marci, et spiritus afunae, amen.
Mark and D are slooooowly recaffeinating, and looking askance at anything that moves too quickly.
Fu and I are on the far bed, basically doing this:
It is a testament to their patience that Fu and I made it out of that room alive/without laser holes.
I love my job. <33333
It's really sad because there's no way I can smuggle them with me. I know: I checked the airline regulations yesterday evening, and ferrets aren't allowed in the cabin. I am going to miss my sweet, ridiculous, not-quite-all-there boys.
Don't mind me. It's just really dusty in here.
azurelunatic: (asking for a friend)
denise: azz: no.
azurelunatic crosses off list of possible hobbies
denise: i swear i need a rah!bot just to tell you people no
denise: you're gonna kill me one of these days
(For the record, I am not allowed to throw things off the hotel balcony, buy sparklers, spend excessive amounts of money on nail polish, stay up past my bedtime, or lick the keyboard. I am allowed to go to the conference without pants, interact with people on less than 4 hours of sleep, and have ice cream for breakfast. [Though to be clear, I maybe didn't exactly *ask* about these things, and just did them anyway, and I take "not being told no" to be the same as "being told yes."])
Well, my dears, it's snowing. It is snowing. In May. During Winter Storm Achilles (aptly named, as it's hobbling my bean planting abilities).
Now, there are Rules About This Sort Of Thing. Namely, there are rules governing when I am allowed to sing Christmas carols. Fortunately for me, "snowing out of season" is one of the rules! I started writing these up in IRC, and then it became a teambuilding exercise, which is TOTALLY in my job description.
Thus, I present unto you the Descent Into Mayhem, or the Dreamwidth Christmas Album
( Lyrics for Marky Baby, Little Coder Person, Have Yourself A Happy Dreamwidth Birthday, Baby There's Code Outside, and O Radiator )
I have some ideas floating around for 12 Days of Code-mas, but nothing concrete yet. Suggestions welcome in comments!
Welp, thanks for coming to my TED talk.
Congrats to mark, whose talk, Sowing the Seeds of Diversity, was also accepted! The abstract says "we" a lot, so it may also be denise's talk, though I'm not 100% on that.
EDIT: Looks like denise has her own talk: Be Kind to Your Wrists (You'll Miss Them When They're Gone). Congrats to my bossen!
In any case, Dreamwidth REPRESENT. *DW hand gestures*
Anyway, I'm out there shoveling, and this jerkface comes zooming down my street. The driver didn't move to the other side of the road, or even slow down as they passed me, ankle-deep in slush and unable to move quickly.
If you've ever wondered what it feels like to get covered head to toe in partially-frozen road gunk, let me be the first to tell you that it's not nearly as fun as it sounds.
In other news, I am looking for a nice apartment in Arizona...
PS: Kidding about Arizona. I actually just found a new apartment about an hour further north of where I live now.
Not like the brazen website of blogging,
With untamed features causing trouble here and there,
Here at our red-themed, accessible gates shall stand
Two mighty people with torches, whose flames
Are super awesome, and their names
Suit and Geek. From their keyboards
Comes world-wide welcome; their terminals
rule the 1st Amendment's harbor which servers frame.
"Keep, brazen website, your storied pomp!" cries she
while he codes. "Give me your tired, your weird,
your geeky masses learning to code for free...
Send these, the blogless, troll-harassed to me,
I lift the pink site scheme beside the sign-up page!"
(Hermes sleeping in his litterbox wtf ferret, Hermes and Isaac being woken up by the flash from the camera. I like to call both of these "MOMMY WHY ARE YOU FLASHING LIGHTS A