Grand plans today. After years of saying, “I wish the whiteboard in my old office was in my current office“, I am moving said whiteboard.

Closing my eyes and pondering mixed messages.

It's reassuring I can still maintain the pace and productivity I do in my early fifties.

It's depressing that I am still doing it.

There has to be more to life than this.

Continues existential crisis in private

"I don't give a damn about what is happening in politics. I am trying to wrangle a schedule and testing methodologies for a project what's size is normally undertaken by a small team. Get out of my office if you are not here to address this"

This pretty much sums up the day for me.

I honestly cannot remember the last time I heard or read straight news - regardless of the outlet.

matigo.ca.

Taking phone calls while driving. (Hands and eyes not having to leave the wheel/road). Responding to texts via voice. Exercise tracking. Keeping track of UPS and Federal Express shipments. All manner of things.

sumudu.me.

Mine quickly became indispensable.

sumudu.me.

Some things never change.

matigo.ca.

Watching an informative video on upcoming pattern matching features of C# 9.0 and trying to ignore the presentation.

It's popularity came at the expense of people's misgivings about MySQL's licensing. I've never been overly impressed with it and I think I ranted at length about it on APP dot NET.

Edit: Had no idea some oddball site took over the domain.

It's amazing how deeply engrained "bare metal" is where my relationship with code is concerned.

I guess it stems from my first language being assembly.

I continue to fight this conditioning every time I work with managed code.