I know it's generally seen as horrid and long-winded and overly mathy -- and perennial -- but I have a small confession to make:
I actually enjoy doing my taxes.
It must be a throw-back to the days of yore when "Choose Your Own Adventure" books were hot ticket items and you could follow whatever path you wanted because it was all laid out for you.
Unfortunately for those books, I always ran out of fingers keeping the pages as markers so I could return to find out what Else might have happened... I had no patience to re-read the segments later.
And therein lies the fundamental likeability of taxes: there is only one route I need to keep track of... and ooh SNAP! it's all based on numbers! yaaaaay! :)
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01 April 2007
27 February 2007
Bedtiming Tedium
Ahhh, bedtimes: crossing the paths of no pillows. I'm talking of the oft times you over-estimate your available evening hours. You do too much.
Perhaps, like me, you find yourself engrossed in a project in the early hours of evening, only to find out what seems like moments later is truly hours later and you have only a few short hours to rest your spinning/glazed/ready eyeballs before returning to the workmill once more.
Isn't it wrong to be at work and be able to say, "I went to bed six hours ago?" And Shaden being an hour away!
Oh, go on, you know you've been there before: geek by day, geek by night. You can't help it, there's a draw to the computer like a bugle to a boogie woogie boy. Like a sheep to a field of sweet, green peas. Like an apple to a... a pie. mmmm pie.
Just the thought of my nice comfy bed at this moment sends wonderful, relaxing, calming thoughts to the rest of my body, despite knowing that eight or nine hours of milling remains. And suddenly, counting sheep doesn't seem so out of place.
Wah wah wah. I know I know, suck it up princess.
All for the love of the database! My Febrewary moments draw near an end: I must squeeeeze the barley notes out as much as can be before Thursday's March... Oh-ho yes! I've accessed the master of art -- er, mastered the art of Access -- but still crave it's tabled depths to fill. Be thrilled my sleeping heart...
Perhaps, like me, you find yourself engrossed in a project in the early hours of evening, only to find out what seems like moments later is truly hours later and you have only a few short hours to rest your spinning/glazed/ready eyeballs before returning to the workmill once more.
Isn't it wrong to be at work and be able to say, "I went to bed six hours ago?" And Shaden being an hour away!
Oh, go on, you know you've been there before: geek by day, geek by night. You can't help it, there's a draw to the computer like a bugle to a boogie woogie boy. Like a sheep to a field of sweet, green peas. Like an apple to a... a pie. mmmm pie.
Just the thought of my nice comfy bed at this moment sends wonderful, relaxing, calming thoughts to the rest of my body, despite knowing that eight or nine hours of milling remains. And suddenly, counting sheep doesn't seem so out of place.
Wah wah wah. I know I know, suck it up princess.
All for the love of the database! My Febrewary moments draw near an end: I must squeeeeze the barley notes out as much as can be before Thursday's March... Oh-ho yes! I've accessed the master of art -- er, mastered the art of Access -- but still crave it's tabled depths to fill. Be thrilled my sleeping heart...
18 January 2007
Adventures in Moving Apartments
The scenario was such that the two new occupants were both eyeing the Blue-East Bedroom over the Red-West Bedroom as her own personal sleeping abode.
The choice was clear: Blue-East perfectly frames the CN Tower between two other buildings, whereas poor Red-West does not even see the tower (nor does any other window in the apartment, unhappily). Other than this, the Apartment was a perfect choice: Shaden Manor.
But How were we to win Blue-East in a Fair and Enginerdly fashion?
Most people would flip a coin, or choose a number between 1 and 10, or roll a die for odd or even, or pick a card any card any card any card. Enginerds, on the other hand, count the number of resistors in the new apartment's smoke alarm.
The newly engineered Shaden Protocol proclaimed using the "Even-East-Karoo Rule" in such decisions, and since I was the resident expert on such a siren, the task was given to me to count away... And you know, I would have won too had I not bothered to look under the PCB -- for what else did I find there but one extra little resistor smiling back up at me? So close!
Two years later, we find ourselves with a newly replaced alarm (now evenly-numbered) and the blinds seem to be closed more often than not. Funny how little things turn out.
The choice was clear: Blue-East perfectly frames the CN Tower between two other buildings, whereas poor Red-West does not even see the tower (nor does any other window in the apartment, unhappily). Other than this, the Apartment was a perfect choice: Shaden Manor.
But How were we to win Blue-East in a Fair and Enginerdly fashion?
Most people would flip a coin, or choose a number between 1 and 10, or roll a die for odd or even, or pick a card any card any card any card. Enginerds, on the other hand, count the number of resistors in the new apartment's smoke alarm.
The newly engineered Shaden Protocol proclaimed using the "Even-East-Karoo Rule" in such decisions, and since I was the resident expert on such a siren, the task was given to me to count away... And you know, I would have won too had I not bothered to look under the PCB -- for what else did I find there but one extra little resistor smiling back up at me? So close!
Two years later, we find ourselves with a newly replaced alarm (now evenly-numbered) and the blinds seem to be closed more often than not. Funny how little things turn out.
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