I just picked up another full-time job at a kitchen in downtown. Went and staged today and by the end of it got offered the job. I took it.
That means I now have FOHjob, in which I’m just a wait assistant with nary a chance of moving up the chain; and BOHjob, in which I’m supposed to show up at ungodly hours of the morning and… Do kitchen stuff? I’m not even sure what I’m going to be doing yet.
My issue is going to be scheduling. Oftentimes I end up closing at FOHjob, which will cut into my sleeping time and increases the risk I’ll be late to BOHjob. It’s not a nice feeling…
Never grow up, kids. It leads to situations like these.
Asgard, finally settling in Norway to repopulate: So, what are the Nordic lands famous for since we were last here? Swordsmanship? Hunting parties? Bloodbaths?!?!
Millenial sipping iced coffee: Abba Asgard: ??? Asgard, twenty minutes later bopping to Dancing Queen:
After two years…. it was time to retire my trusty Thinkpad T60 that I turned into a WiFi AP for my LAN. Its name is blackslab and it’s been with me for about 8 years now. She’s earned a nice long break.
I had been running into a ton of issues lately:
So now I’m setting up FreeBSD on a small form factor PC to take its place. It’s not the cheapest when it comes to energy use but it should do the trick. In the interim I’ve got a cheap ASUS router running things since Windows ICS is so fucking unreliable; tried setting up FreeBSD through it and it was a slog.
Hopefully I’ll be able to stop banging my head against PF sometime in the next 12 hours so I can actually set the thing up as the main LAN controller.
The fear of the blank page is real, goddamnit.
Every time I open up the WP editor I forget what I was going to write about. Need to figure out a better way to get what in my head out into the screen.
Miserly in my self-improvement.
Taken at Minneapolis Sculpture Garden
Taken at Caffrey’s Deli & Subs
Sometimes you do because it’s the nice thing to do” />
Taken at Hyatt Regency Minneapolis
I fucking hate my job now.
It was okay for a long, long while. Certainly less stressful than working at the biting squad but it certainly had its share of trouble.
But now all of the low lying brush-fires that consume the company are threatening my very sanity. I dread going to work so much I try to sleep as much as possible, which is the opposite of me staying up until 0300 on teh twitter derp corn or playing videogames.
Hopefully something good will pop-up soon because THIS IS SO, SO BAD.
How bad, you ask? We have clients who are literal nazi sympathizers. I asked my Pa about it and he says that technically makes me a nazi collaborator. The kicker? The boss is Jewish.
Hopefully next job I’ll actually be given a chance to move up? Either way, I’m over this place.
Taken at Heyday
Taken at Muddy Waters
A modest proposal to improve Twitter—and perhaps the world
I went ahead and made the change on tweetdeck, the interface I use on the desktop:
But this doesn’t take any effect on my mobile client of choice, Talon, and it’s a total pain in the ass to go hunting down a tweet that scrolled off the screen.
Meaning I had to rethink my approach. In the next few days I’ll be disabling retweets for pretty much everyone I notice retweeting more than they actually tweet or reply to other’s tweets. Just in the time I wrote up this blog post I disabled RTs for ten people. The threshold seems to be when someone hits the RT button for more than 4 tweets out of every 10.
It’d be nice if twitter enabled an option to disable RTs globally and then you decide if you want to turn them on for someone… but this does not favor their advertising model since you’re purposely limiting the amount of viral content making it to your timeline regardless of the client you’re using.
This is probably a good thing, all in all.