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There are many things that I like about Japan and its culture: Yaki soba, okonomiyaki, yukata, chopsticks, tea, cherry blossom festivals,…
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There are many things that I like about Japan and its culture: Yaki soba, okonomiyaki, yukata, chopsticks, tea, cherry blossom festivals,…
Bet you didn’t know Pikachu is a girl. Who the hell designed this thing?!! Someone was either totally oblivious or had a twisted sense of humor. Thanks to Doc for this disturbing image.

There’s nothing better than waking up to a cold rainy day. (Except the “having to get out from underneath the…
I made cheese last night! It was really incredibly easy. You warm up a gallon of milk using a thermometer,…
On Brett’s blog this week, he wrote about performance review time at work, and it cracked me up so much that I had to share it with some of my coworkers, all of whom feel his pain. Like Santa, the review fairy has ways to know whether you’ve been naughty or nice. One of the ways is called “The Self Review”. It sounds important but really all it is is a way to take your balls and put them in a vice and give you the opportunity to tighten the screws. See, I told you she was magnanimous. Three things can happen with self-reviews and like throwing a pass in the NFL, two of them are bad. Those two things are you’re honest and you tell your overlords about all the internet you surf at work which then results in you getting a bad review or you totally oversell yourself and the overlords figure that you’re a self-promoting prick with an agenda. In the end, it shouldn’t be my damn job to review myself. They are bloody well paying my boss to know what I do every day (trust me, he drops by enough that he should). The Self Review is a ridiculous piece of HR double-speak so that the Man can find new ways to screw you…. (click here to read the rest, it’s worth it) And I responded: We have to do something similar, except we rate ourselves on ten dimensions (called The Expectations) – things like “Manages Conflict Effectively”, “Handles Problem-Solving Wisely,” and “Builds Trust,” and write paragraphs on how we’ve performed up to scratch. We are required to utilize ridiculous patronizing language (called The Rating Levels) to do it too. For instance, instead of Excellent, Good, Fair, Poor, we have to say Excelling, Learning, Doing, Absent. […]
This book project that I’ve been working on has been finished and is at the printer! I designed the cover…
Doc observed, as he turned off NPR on the car radio on the way to breakfast this morning, that “A Prairie Home Companion” is basically “Hee Haw” for northerners. Ha! Our trivia team tonight expanded beyond the limit I’m comfortable with. I think we had ten people, when we were thinking we’d have about six. Next time: smaller table; any excess acquaintances should probably form their own team. It’s so incredibly hard to hear in the Trinity. So loud. Sitting outside might work for a while, until it gets hot again. However, all that being said, we came in third place tonight. That garnered us a $15 gift certificate, which seems a bit hard to split up, but I suppose we can just apply it to the table’s bill next time we’re there.
I had an unexpected surge of energy this evening and went on a cooking spree. I made: * Giant pot…
Trivia at the Trinity again last night. Doc and Brittney and Chris and I had our own team. We didn't do too badly, all told... 52 out of 73 points. Rich's team ended with 59, and I was imagining they'd sweep the floor with us.