Even our hockey team is a bunch of geeks. I saw them using this thing during the round 1 playoffs. Only on a team from Silicon Valley would this fly. According to an insightful non-hockey-playing friend, St. Louis wasn’t using it because they were still adapting to their new technology in Missouri — running water.
Speaking of hockey, because it’s been at least five whole days since I’ve mentioned it, I had our team’s only assist last Saturday during my women’s league game. We lost 2-1, but I was finally able to 1) steal the puck from someone way better than me, and 2) look before I made a pass that actually went to someone’s stick. And she scored, what could be better? Maybe if I was the one getting the actual goal, but I’m not pressing my luck here. There are some days I can’t even skate, so I’m just accepting Saturday as a good day.
I have to write about hockey and horses a lot because I can’t write about work. Writing about work in one’s blog is taboo if you want to remain employed. I also don’t write about it because nothing interesting enough to document ever actually happens. I was messaging A last night, however, and we had to agree that the best part about yesterday’s meeting was the instant when the InFocus projector blew up.
“It sounded like a firecracker!” A wrote. “There was smoke coming out of it,” I added. “It’s sad when the most exciting thing that happens at work is the projector exploding,” he said. “That totally made the meeting worth going to,” I typed. I guess we’re not saving the world one database at a time, but we could hardly expect that when we signed up for this job.
