Serge 2012

a bunch of putzes

This morning, one of the higher-ups that infest... I mean... that *manage* our team got around to telling me they're deploying a major change to our system in September. I diplomatically pointed out that, a few days right after that, we are obligated to participate in a department-wide exercise testing the backup environments of all teams. A few minutes ago, I attended a meeting where I brought this up again, still diplomatically, but with some slight snark in it, and pointed out that it might be imprudent to switch to our backup environment before we've fully exercised the modified system in its real-world environment. You may be asking yourself why my higher-ups would schedule a deployment so close to a backup exercise the date of which I had warned them about in early May. The answer? I was tempted to ask if they ever read my emails, even the ones marked 'important'. I wisely refrained. The upshot? I now have to ask for an exception so that we can delay our backup exercise and run it standalone. You can bet that I'll make it clear to the exception-granter that I work for a bunch of putzes.
Serge 2012

one battle if not the war

I don't know about you, but, disappointing as some of Marvel's tv/movie offerings have been, I do get a thrill when their logo comes up and rapidly flips thru their comic-book art. I started reading them when they were considered garbage, and you were mocked by adults and by other kids if you were caught reading and enjoying them. I don't believe misfits have won the war. Misfits remain misfits, but, DAMNED if it isn't nice that we've won one battle.
Serge 2012

a nap somewhere in there

There was quite a bit of foul matter in the garage.
("TMI, Serge!")
No, not *that* kind of foulness. I'm talking about the manuscripts and page proofs that publishers used to send back to authors before everything went electronic, and Sue accumulated quite a bit in the 21 years since her first novel was published. There was enough to fill up our large recycling bin. That being said, the disposal of the matters was the climax of the four hours I spent in the garage this morning, making more room out of less room. deciding what would go to the dump, what would go to Goodwill, then rearranging the keeper stuff in the liberated floor space and shelves. I think I'll now spend the rest of the afternoon on the couch, relaxing by watching the latest episode of "Game of Thrones", then reading the Hugo's novel nominees. There will probably be a nap somewhere in there.
Serge 2012

this year and other years

This year - and it's also happened in years that were not tainted by Pupae - I often felt that novellas could have been novelettes without harming the story, and that novelettes could have been short stories also without harming the story,