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Archive for July, 2001

Geez… that stuff’s…

…crap on a stick.

Which is, I suppose the point of working at it: to get all the crap outta the way. :-)

Writings

Please remember that these were all just random, unedited scribbles. (One of the things I have to suppress when I write is my apparently-strong “editor” voice — I get so busy fixing I never finish.)

Also, bear in mind that I got into (and consequently spent a lot of time on) designing a new RPG, so these are short.

Oh well.

With no further ado (’cause I’m out of ado), here’s the shtuff:

wrath,
Gordie, and
cyberpunk intro.

Slacker!

Oops… meant to post my stuff last night (had it typed up and forgot to upload it Monday night too).

Obviously, I didn’t. (Sorry, BM!)

It’ll be up in a few.

Done

It was a good writing and brainstorming weekend. I got the writing done I wanted to.

Much of it was written out longhand, so I’ll have to type it up to post it. That should come today and/or tomorrow.

Do, or do not. There is no try.

Let’s put some action into the plans: I will post at least three different things this weekend.

Don’t know what form they’ll take (e.g. stories, poems, scripts, etc.), but I will write them, and then I will post them.

“You are a clumpy blogger”

…so speaketh the blogmistress.

Which is, of course, absolutely true. When I jump on here, it’s relatively easy to just keep going and adding new posts.

That’s how I’ve usually dealt with my writing: difficult to start, difficult to stop. :-) I’m pretty much a creature of inertia; my sleep-wake habits operate pretty much the same way.

“What’s my motivation?”

I’m standing here at the shop and am dwelling on the fact that I talk about doing things far better than I actually do them.

I need to change that.

NO CARRIER

Just discovered that my posts since the 5th haven’t been published. Once you can see this message, make sure you go back and read the last two or three entries.

When “dumbass” would be a promotion

The blogmistress has been having to deal with her boss’ stupid antics.

In his latest maneuver, the BM’s boss (whom I’ll call Captain Nimrod for no particular reason) “generously” offerered her a significant pay raise well in advance of her scheduled review date. Just being a kindly soul?

No. (That would be totally out of character for him.)

Instead, it seems that Captain Nimrod has heard through the grapevine of the BM’s plan to leave his tyrannical grasp - which is sure to start the attrition domino effect with all the other disenfranchised employees - and he’s trying desperately to bail out the water of his already-sunk ship.

I was going to basically respond to the situation my coming up with a thesaurus-style blog listing some of the synonyms for stupid (such as blockheaded, dense, dumb, and numskulled), but that left me wondering whether or not Captain Nimrod, or the other pointy-haired boss-types out there even realize how poor of managers (for that matter, how poor of human beings) they’re being.

For all the lip service paid to communication, respect, and diversity, there’s not a whole lot of it out there.