I got a great set of Sonos speakers. These are amazing speakers, connected by blue tooth and controlled by your phone. Everything was great, I
I have two weeks off. Yahoo! I made a list (ok a spreadsheet) of my plans for each day. This seemed like an excellent time,
“Do you know when you are going to die? If so, raise your hand,” the instructor challenged us. It was as if the air had
I write each week out of fear. This is the perfect day to read; it’s raining, I have hot tea and a stack of books
For six years, I traveled weekly. One night, driving home from the airport, I repeatedly pressed a button trying to make a stop light change
This week, I got nothing. Nothing is ready for posting. Sure, I have three partial posts with great themes, a day of hooky, discussion versus decision and the feeling of joy when you find out, it’s not just you. So what? Nothing is ready for this week’s post. The last couple of weeks at work, I’ve maniacally researched, questioned and shown a new program is not ready for release. The implementation team discounted my findings.
“This development is agile and this release is a minimum viable product, like a cake with no icing. The icing comes later”
“But your cake is not baked; you have nothing to serve.”