Director of QA/Release Management: *reading my shirt* Apparently its not Blake’s fault that I suck.
My teammate Jason: Well, Blake, you got yourself out of that one.

http://www.wired.com/culture/lifestyle/commentary/alttext/2007/06/alttext_0627

“Keep in mind as you consider this dire news that Apple is also one of the main proponents of so-called “voice recognition” technology. Every Macintosh computer they ship includes this “feature,” allowing you to command your computer using the power of your voice, much as Harry Potter commands demons to do Satan’s work.”

[Error: Database handle unavailable at /home/lj/cgi-bin/LJ/User.pm line 498. @ w78]

LJ needs to fix their error reporting. We shoulddn’t see that.

So, do you think I’m sending a mixed message to the universe by wearing a tibettan prayer wheel necklace on top of my ‘Its not my fault you suck’ shirt?

I have been assured that June will be better than May. I haven’t had any co-eds come looking for me to take me off to a mud bath and worship me as a god, yet… I did, however, get free beer during our party for last week’s “successful” (read: on time but requiring three ermergency fixes within 24 hours) launch last week. This is somewhat promising.

I’ll give the co-eds another 29 days… they better show up before then.

I was just shown photos of one of the bar wenches by a coworker. I advised him that she was a libra and likely scorpio cuspy, and suggested he therefore compliment her ass. He didn’t seem to care. I judge this lack of interest by his response ‘who cares?’

But then he is a Cancer. A Cancer with panty bunching issues.

not what you normally expect from a chocolate dipped cookie stick