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LinkedIn Douchebaggery
Once upon a time, late at night early last year, I decided LinkedIn was a bunch of old wank and thought it would be oh-so hilarious to poke fun at it. See I hadn’t kept my account up-to-date and was always getting contacted for jobs that were completely inappropriate, which was of course highly annoying, and besides I wasn’t even in the market. In my profile I’d kept my work history accurate, but my overall description was several years old, which meant I was showing up in search results when I shouldn’t have, and lame recruiters were firing off emails…
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Favorite Stones
I heard Under My Thumb on the radio the other day and thought to myself what a fuckin great song! I dunno about the lyrics or the meaning or whatever, just how it made me feel right then to hear it. Then I remembered years ago at one of my first jobs someone asked me if I was a Rolling Stones or a Beatles guy? I guess he thought that was a quick way to size someone up or thought it was a good ice breaker or whatever. I answered the Stones without hesitation. I had no doubt about how…
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Minimum wage maximizes unemployment
I’m gonna say this in as few words as possible because it’s a super simple concept. If a country has a minimum wage that is above what someone is worth then that person has no chance of employment – they’re worth less than what the employer is required to pay them. The only option they are left with is to do something illegal to put food on the table. That’s basically the whole concept and I am pretty sure that a society with no minimum wage would create an economy where there is zero unemployment.
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Matchmaking the voting process
For years I’ve been frustrated by watching the democratic process as politically uneducated citizens voted for whichever presidential candidate they were told to by their party, their religion, the media, or better yet they just went for whomever looked the “most presidential”. It costs a shitton of money to run and candidates get their money from corporations with self interests so in turn the public gets their information from the biased corrupt media
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Hacker Attitude
This post is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I’d never amount to nothing, to all the people that worked in the buildings that I was coding in that called the managers on me when I was just trying to make some badass websites. And all the techno-creatives in the struggle, you know what I’m saying?…
I’m thinking hacker is an attitude, maybe even a way of life. It’s a way of thinking and being – we see a problem and we move to fix it, nothing else makes sense to us. I guess I’ve kind of shied -
Seeing Bukowski’s Bluebird
I don’t want to say a bunch about this, you know I could blab forever, but this is about beautiful words that a brilliant artist… converted into an amazing visual piece. So you get two for the price of one today and anything I say can only cheapen it. But I’ll quickly mention that I was really excited to come across this animation, as a lifelong fan of Bukowski’s work I love being given the opportunity to view his work through the eyes of another, we’re really lucky to live in a world with so many talented people that take
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Even the best lesbians go to hell
Sorry y’all but here we go. Someone’s gotta quit tiptoeing around the edges during this showdown at the Old Corral and take a shot at the bad guy. That’s me. The bad guy that is. But I’m the one taking the first shot because I’m only the bad guy in your minds – religious people. Beautiful, caring, loving, charitable religious people. I’m tired of getting sucked into the debate about gay marriage. You won’t budge, you won’t listen to reason, you are brainwashed into believing that black is white on this subject and there’s just no point discussing it. But…
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Mismatched Shoes
Jackson dresses himself for the most part. And actually does a great job for a little tyke. Sometimes we’ll get some funky choices – head-to-toe in pull-ups or his hair covered in bamb-aids. But whatever we just roll with it, mostly he’s styling.
Today we go to leave the house so I can drive him to daycare, like I do every morning, and there he stands in mismatched shoes…. It’s not even peculiar to him, he’s always up to mischief but this wasn’t like that, he just looked at his shoes that morning and decided today it would be -
Blog or Die
So it’s really come to this? It’s 1:30am on a Sunday night and I should be in bed asleep so I can start the week fresh, or be ready to get up should the kid have a midnight freakout. But I’m not, I’m here at my my desk staring at my laptop for the past hour, wondering what the fuck I can write about? How the fuck I can get back on the blogging train? It’s been six months and I haven’t posted shit. I like blogging. It’s soothing. It’s therapeutic. It’s a creative outlet that frankly at this point…