I'm a little sad and disappointed that the Eagles lost.
#NFL #superbowl
At least I took tomorrow off, so I can pout in peace.
@Stevo it seems your reality is being written by George R. R. Martin. Did you happen to say outloud that your had a change if heart about the pigeons?
The following is not something I expected to say today, but . . .
Me: Turn the laser on, it helps.
Her: it's not working.
Me: oh, I forgot the laser is dead, I think it needs batteries.
Well, at least this sounds like a 21st century conversation was supposed to sound like to my raised in the 70s and 80s brain.
Another benefit of WFH. No one sees me put on the wizard's robe to run the "ritual" of exorcising this client's system of its accumulated sins and demons.
Ok, it's a costume Jedi robe that someone saw in the bathrobe section of a thrift store and thought it was just the perfect gift for me. But I'm wearing it now and I'm working on a problem.
Take that, gremlins!
Was told to let a coworker handle an analysis for a piece of work. Explained what I used before for a similar job in the past. Just spent 8 hours working through and cleaning up the horrible mess he made because he thought I needed XLS when I asked for CSV, cause it opened in excel. Let's split the millions of rows across 6 columns in 8 worksheets . . .
Why? I could have just loaded the CSV into the script that builds the visualization.
GO EAGLES!
Actually, I have Eggos also every work morning so, #Waffles, but only I don't have time for omelets.
Banging on CTRL-C trying to kill something on a work machine when the home automation hits the trigger at sunset and a bunch of lights click on.
Took a whole second for me to realize the two events were in no way related.
#workingtoohard
The dejected looks on the Giants' faces as the game cuts to commercial.
Go Birds!
I'm really not all that interesting, unless you consider the coffee-fueled mania that is the day-to-day struggle of my love affair with data interesting.