This was a couple of days ago. The weather’s gotten even drabber since.
Today the team and I logged our 1,004th bug. Having exceeded the thousand threshold, I am no longer able to pull the JIRA data to create my daily report to management. I win a prize!
I think I might actually not work tonight.
The Power of Less by Leo Babuata
Something about this I liked. I liked his straightforward tone. I have the best intentions of putting some ideas into practice, too, honest.
I bagged up all of the mohair locks unsold from the Fair – first painstakingly going through each lock, removing debris, rejecting outright any really cruddy pieces. I ended up with 13 4-ounce bags and sold them all outright to a new-ish local yarn shop. I thought I was going to do consignment, but, this works too. Go me! This could be a serious business one day.
It was a little hard to part with. Some of Janet’s is really soft and beautiful.
Manage Your Day-to-Day: Build Your Routine, Find Your Focus, & Sharpen Your Creative Mind by sundry.
This was a really good airport read. I was inspired to look up several of the contributors online and get samples of their full-length books sent to my Kindle. I was also inspired to TOTALLY suppress e-mail notifications at work – not even the little envelope icon appears on my Outlook program anymore. I’ll look at your e-mail when I’m good and ready.
Mary B. “: an Untold Story of Pride & Prejudice” by Katherine J. Chen.
I kind of liked it; admittedly I don’t read much Jane Austen fiction, so I don’t know how it stacks up. It wasn’t a great book; I wish Mary had been a more consistently drawn character, and that her nemeses were a little less blatantly mean to the point of silliness. But I did want to keep reading to see what would happen, and I did end up liking her.
X is all into this “crème di violette”…
The Elephant in the Brain: Hidden Motives in Everyday Life by Kevin Simler
I really didn’t learn anything. We are primates who seek to elevate our status. Almost anything we do can be viewed in this light, if you squint hard enough. This really didn’t add to my life any “a-ha” moments, or “gotta tell someone this quote” moments, or “can’t wait to read what’s next moments” – nothing I really look for in a non-fiction book. It also can’t help but be a downer that the author actually comes out and says he only wrote the thing as a vanity project, i.e. to elevate his status. It kind of shows.