It is all a big experiment in which parameters change day by day. The angel Pegway, no doubt soon to be a fallen angel, put mental itching powder in the Earth atmosphere. Too much eternity on his hands. Not to worry, he has been disciplined and assigned as the guardian angel conscience to Bashar al-Assad. Ha, ha, see what you can do there, Pegway. If you do any good, you will be put with Vladimir Putin for a while.
I don't know about everyone, but I've been quite sick all week, and whatever bug I have probably landed my father in the hospital (it came over me while I was visiting, so I had no real chance to stay away to keep it from others).
Grumpy? GRUMPY? Just because I'm not prancing around like an overcaffeinated moron talking sunshine and lollipops I'm GRUMPY? You really want me to paste on a psychotic grin and badger perfectly contented people about being insufficiently High on Life until they respond appropriately, at which point I call them GRUMPY? Do I have to cackle hysterically like an old sitcom laughtrack at every barely amusing comment to prove I'm not GRUMPY? I'M NOT GRUMPY, **** IT!
I'm not the least bit grumpy today, but I'm afraid I did hear Reagan in my head saying "Well, there you go again." when you started gushing about phones and the interwebs.
I can't say that having 100 million people walking around staring at their palms, talking to the air, or thumb-typing abbreviations at people when they're both on a PHONE has improved my own quality of life in any particular way.
If we were all assigned a phone and plugged into a ubiquitous high-speed connection from the age of 10, the outcome I envision is people trolling each other in real time.
It's a common side-effect of encounters between people who live enslaved in reality and people who are in the process of mega-releasing their magnum opus. Enjoy the time though. Sincerely. Don't mind us.
I'm in a grumpy mood today because even Dilbert can't capture the ridiculousness of the keyboard tray discussion I had to have with my supervisor today. Apparently by requesting that I not have to re-install a keyboard tray that I didn't want in the first place (and got yelled at for removing) I am creating the perception that I don't collaborate. WTF?