I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

For the late, great, Johnny Ace.

As I'm sure you've all heard, today is the 50th Anniversary of the Day the Music Died. However, today is also the 200th birthday of Felix Mendelssohn. So it kinda balances out.

Today was a rough day, for both jobs. The day job continues to see challenges posed by the economic crunch. Right now there's a few projects that will take some time to complete (compared to in and out within an hour, at most). Also had a mechanical problem that lead to a new understanding of some more obscure menu functions of a piece of equipment. The solution also begs it's own problems. For the night job it's becoming more apparent that my strategy of managing by soft power isn't getting through to some. So we'll need to have an adjustment of either the management style or the managee.

At work the unread blog posts now number over 950.

And now I'm getting into the three random things make a blog post. I should probably stop typing and go to sleep. Or at least go see what the kittens are demolishing as they chase each other. Kittens. Go figure.

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