Last night, Tomoko, Teresa, and I had a girly dinner in the South End — which might as well be Portugal considering how seldom I avail myself of its culinary and entertainy delights. We ate at Nightingale, which is where the old Geoffrey’s was. Pretty pricey, but wicked worth it. We split oysters on the […]

One of the four worst times of the year: self-evaluations are due at work. My company is mad zealous about setting goals and being evaluated every three months, not counting your “competency evaluations,” which set longer-term professional development goals. It would be easier not to care about the quarterly evaluations if they weren’t directly tied […]

Today, during my weekly catch-up meeting with my boss, I actually said, “Fiddle-dee-dee!” Some Midwestern Golden-Ager appears to have taken over my Wernicke’s Area.

I love this almost beyond measure.
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From Miles on 04/06/04

Another joke stolen from me (sigh). First whoever wrote Matchstick Men pirated Melissa’s “Does the pope sh*t in the woods?” line, now this. (Sigh)

From Catholic Bear on 04/08/04

Miles, I hate to break it to ya, but I’d also thought of the p*pe shitting in the […]

I haven’t really felt like writing lately, so random bulletware it is:

An article about the possible Google IPO that I edited appeared in Newsweek International Edition a couple of weeks ago. (OK, it’s not as exciting as it’d have been had I actually written the thing, I admit.) They expect you to pony up some […]