Every dickover is infuriating, but the worst ones by far are on the websites I’m already paying to access. Go to hell, Gray Lady; what you’re selling doesn’t need an app.
How can an article about actors playing made-up versions of themselves not mention Being John Malkovich? The omission is almost as egregious as the one FT video game writer did to Planescape: Torment. Both of the snubbed works of art came out in 1999, which I can only assume was too far behind the authors’ time horizon, but then if you write about a field for a living shouldn’t you know about its (fairly recent) history?
I am of firm believe that to know a thing is to know its roots. Yes, this can go too far — see the name of this very blog — but most people most of the time don’t go far enough back, the most common knowledge border being their birth year. Which is fine for a blogger, not so great for professional journalists.
Remember when I mentioned paying movers was some of the smartest money you could spend. Well, I should have added paying someone to assemble large IKEA furniture, and then I should have followed that advice. Good lord…
Saw my first solitary ball of tumbleweed today, rolling accros the appropriately named Prairie Center Parkway. Reminded me of this CGP Gray video about them.
After 16 years of successfully avoiding Epic*, tomorrow is the day: my provider** training begins. Let’s see how it compares to Cerner, Allscripts et al.
** Hate hate hate that term.
Today I learned of Subsoccer and it is both preposterous and something I would in fact like to have. American spirit of invention chugs along even at 250.
Every dickover is infuriating, but the worst ones by far are on the websites I’m already paying to access. Go to hell, Gray Lady; what you’re selling doesn’t need an app.
Two middle-aged doctors, two grade schoolers, a teenager, an infant and a very loud cat: say hello to the Miljković family flying circus, coming to Denver this very evening.