Over time, I’ve discussed the topic of holding open a door with a few of my male friends. Some more old school …
When I take my lunch break during my work day, I like to go read the blogs various of my friends have created. It’s easiest to use an rss-based feed reader for this purpose: no fumbling around among bookmarks to find my faves, and no having to rely on the blogrolls on any one blog. Further, it has been even easier to collect my favorite subscriptions by keeping them all in one cloud-based reader.
We’ve all played these games. Call it “cops and robbers.” In my childhood, as politically incorrect as it may be now, we …
“Well? What you waitin’ for, boy? You’re a man now, act like one!” Pop was waiting by the back door. He was wearing his jacket. Pete silently said goodbye to his dreams and followed his pop out the door. Happy birthday, he thought.
I (reluctantly) fired up the ol’ PC laptop today, then wandered off to fetch some more coffee, pet the dogs, clean up the kitchen, run a few errands …
Okay, a bit of exaggeration there, and I wouldn’t want to anthropomorphize my tech tools too much because I know they hate it, but here’s what they might say, if the laptops spoke while doing their tasks.
I am in a lot of teleconferenced meetings — our work force is spread in four locations. There’s a great reason to …
“You put your baby picture up on Facebook?”
“Why would you want to do that? Why would any one want to do that?”
“Why wouldn’t they?”
The more people Facebook entices to use its product, the better. Keep the peeps happy while maximizing your ability to mine even more information and get more eyes looking at ads. It can be a truly win-win-win situation for pretty much everyone involved.
I don’t know about yours, but my navel is a demanding body feature. It has let my fingers know they’d better get busy putting some of these thoughts down, or else.
Those of you who’ve tried to train your puppies to sit and stay sitting will understand.