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this entry makes less sense than it originally did

Jim Henley says, amid flattery: Unqualified Offerings wishes that Sherwood would condescend to narrow his text columns, but then, Unqualified Offerings wishes a lot of bloggers would condescend to narrow their text columns. Handy tip: you can narrow Sherwood’s text … Continue reading

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33 1/3 turns of phrase

I was prompted by a post to alt.peeves to seek confirmation of my brilliant originality by websearching for phrases that I had jotted down as clever. In light of this research, the name of my band will be “A Wellmeaning … Continue reading

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satisficing

Got paid yesterday. Was tempted to buy a quarter-gigabyte memory card, but resisted, reminding myself that only once have I put a serious strain on my box’s existing memory: in running an experimental search program without any intelligent memory-management at … Continue reading

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the job thing

Had a job interview today at a lawfirm which does consumer class actions in anti-trust — a field which I find ethically dodgy. I’d like to get out of law entirely, and work in a business with real customers and … Continue reading

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no foolin’

I awoke today from – or perhaps ‘through’ fits better – a dream that Diana and/or Paul Hsieh (neither of whom I know from the neighborhood raccoons, but whose blogs I read yesterday) had replaced my bedroom window with their … Continue reading

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“It’s a good tax code.”

When I was a young idealist, finance was beneath me; now it’s merely beyond me. I got a form letter from my late employer (a firm that essentially shut down in December), saying that my 401(a)(4) money is waiting for … Continue reading

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yes, I’m bigger than you; so?

Lately the panhandlers (and nobody else) keep addressing me as “big guy”. They did not always, or so it seems. I suppose I could reply, “What do you want, little guy?”

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