Archive for November, 2005

Good movie weekend

Tuesday, November 22nd, 2005

If you look over in that right panel you will see that I exceedingly rarely go to movies because, honestly, most of them are absolute crap.

But look at this weekend’s openers

  1. Walk the Line
  2. Harry Potter IV
  3. Sarah Silverman: Jesus is magic

And the still-unseen-by-me “Good Night, and Good Luck.”

Man, I may have to make an extended visit out to the kinotheque.

Many of my film reviews are taking place over at another ‘blog I’m a contributor on: Review of “Walk the Line” at Nanostalgia.

Good movie weekend

Friday, November 18th, 2005

If you look over in that right panel you will see that I exceedingly rarely go to movies because, honestly, most of them are absolute crap.

But look at this weekend’s openers

  1. Walk the Line
  2. Harry Potter IV
  3. Sarah Silverman: Jesus is magic

And the still-unseen-by-me “Good Night, and Good Luck.”

Man, I may have to make an extended visit out to the kinotheque.

Posting at a different blog

Friday, November 18th, 2005

Recently some friends asked me to become a contirbutor to their pop-culture-Cuisinart blog, Nanostalgia.

I have, so far, added two posts that normally would fit onto this site over there. Here are the URLs.

Post #1
Post #2

Past that I’ve been pretty busy at work and my girlfriend just started a new job at a certain extremely large hi-tech company.

As far as my own career goes, I had a hellacious week on-call last week and spent it and the week previous to that with a pretty nasty head cold. Things are normalizing and I hope to regale you all with further trivial tails soon.

The Bay Area is special because…

Sunday, November 13th, 2005

When I went to see Pride and Prejudice, the line was out the door in the “Revenge of the Sith” model.

I bought a new snowboard this week

Saturday, November 5th, 2005

If you’re into snowboards, then you might want to take a look at these pictures. If you’re into cool black stuff, you might want to take a look at these pictures.

If you want to see me in my underwear, wearing snowboarding boots in the kitchen, you also might want to (or not want to) look at this photoset.

During my trip to Austin last month….

Saturday, November 5th, 2005

I bought a pair of Lucchese Classic boots from Cavender’s. I’ve told some people I know about them, so I thought I’d post the pictures.

In sickness

Wednesday, November 2nd, 2005

I’ve been a bit light on the posts because i’ve been sick this last week.

Unlike the Iraqi insurgency, my cold is in its death throes.

Mysteries of the high-tech work environment…

Wednesday, November 2nd, 2005

I’m always baffled by people who e-mail me who open with a salutation - but misspell my name.

I simply don’t get it.

First, I think that a salutation in email is rather antiquated. It heralds from a time when people got each others’ mail, it bespeaks an era of honorifics and senseless keystrokes. Further my name and address are up in the to field, I know who I am, you know who I am. Case closed.

Nevertheless, people still like to use it in email, or so I’ve noticed, when they are either

  1. Asking for something and they got your name as a back-channel to do the magic minus the bureaucracy
  2. Being very formal (usually a prelude to the previous point)

Now, in either of those cases these senders think a salutation will ease their getting what they want. That’s a reasonable conclusion.

Yet if you went to all that trouble, why would you miss the obvious point of spelling my name properly? Thanks to our email infrastructure if you type my email address you will see my name, and see how it is spelled.

Here’s the really strange one - people replying to my mail and misspelling my name. Wait, you have a copy of my mail, you have how to spell my name right at the top of your screen - how could you fail to notice or check that?

The slight of not being addressed properly actually outweighs the good-will established by the use of the salutation. Leaving out the salutation would have made them seem utilitarian and perhaps a bit unfinished, but that’s high-tech for you. A misspelled salutation caters to images of craven sycophancy caught up in its own foibles.