Friday, May 29, 2009

Masquerades: Officially all they're cracked up to be.

A fun day indeed

    I think I'm going to really enjoy today. Here's a rough break down of my schedule:
        - Get off work at ~2pm, go run buy insulation, mountain dew (for while we're working), and beer (my payment to my helper(who is of age))
        - Pick up my bro and lend him my car at 4:30/4:45
        - Get picked up at 6 to go eat food somewhere
        - Head down to Temple for a masquerade at around 7-7:30
        - Come back from Temple
        - Start putting in insulation around midnight or 1am
        - Crash like a log

    "Wait, did he just say masquerade?" Why yes I did! Me, a buddy of mine, and a friend of hers will be carpooling down and daaancing (I assume) while wearing masks! Not only that but I didn't have to find/make one! Luckily they decided to make their own and offered to do mine while they were at it. Hopefully I won't  end up with a ballerina/trolloc mask.

    The only major question I have now is... Do I want to buy R-13 rolls of insulation or go ahead and pay for the R-19 insulation? The R-19 is roughly twice as expensive, but how much more effective is it? Oh the questions we get to ponder.

    Welp that's all the time I have for now, so I will let ya'll go about having fun anticipating the next post! Though you have to admit I've been doing them fairly regularly these days.

~joe

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Entitlement

    Woo! So I randomly actually looked at the blog/twitter thing for a comic I read and he mentioned a blog post on entitlement. This somewhat intrigued me as I really didn't have a clue what he was talking about. I mean, entitlement? Just didn't clue in at all.

    ( http://journal.neilgaiman.com/2009/05/entitlement-issues.html (go read it and come back(really(this is a nesting joke none of you are going to get))))

    Then I went and read the article, very nicely done. I will worn anyone who goes to read it that he does say b**** (twice I believe), but he uses it in a fairly accurate way. He's talking about how people expect people artists to produce their books of a superb quality while maintaining a schedule that fits the reader. Much like a dog breeder expects his, ahem, female-dogs-of-a-breedable-age to produce litters of puppies on a schedule that suits him.

    Anyways, on less breed-ish terms I made level 71 on my DK yesterday. Managed to finish the rest of the gnome quests in the borean tundra as well, which just leaves DEHTA and one short group over around a quarry south of Amber Something iirc. But it's been a few months since I've done the Borean, so I dunno. After that I figure I'll head over to the Howling Fjord before I go to the dragonblight. Oh, and this is all on Trollbane, some loser named Suvon made me roll toons over there.

    In other news....Hmm, I need to post about my newly developed housing situation, but I am at work now, and I should probably, you know, work! Later ya'll.

~joe(ish/vish)

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Dancing!

ZOMG dancing is awesome! I went to a dance today and kinda thought it'd be okay. You know, learn a little of Tango and hang out with people.

Turns out they weren't just doing Tango, they also had separate lessons for the total newbs, like me. So I learned some Fox Trot, some Waltz, some Tango, and a touch of other stuff, like Swing and Mambo.

The waltz is officially the coolest thing that ever happened. The Fox Trot isn't bad, but I want to die waltzing, and not just 'cause that would make a cool story.

Anyways, time to try to sleep now, but I'll try and remember to blog more later!

~joe

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

How He Loves Us




Here's the lyrics to that song:

Verse 1:
He is jealous for me,
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realise just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.

Pre-Chorus:
And oh, how He loves us so,
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all

Chorus 1:
Yeah, He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves.
Yeah, He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves.

Verse 2:
We are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.
So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way…

Chorus 2:
He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
Yeah, He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves.

Verse 3:
Well, I thought about You the day Stephen died,
And You met me between my breaking.
I know that I still love You, God, despite the agony.
...They want to tell me You're cruel,
But if Stephen could sing, he'd say it's not true, cause...

Chorus 3:
Cause He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us.
Whoa! how He loves us.
Whoa! how He loves.
Yeah, He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Stupid email...

    So I hit tab and then space and sent off the post prematurely. So to continue:

    On the bike thing (going up and down a hill):
        1 mile, ~8 minutes

    On the treadmill (flat lining the walk):
        1 mile, ~18 minutes

    And that was it, I was going to go further on the bike, but when I got off after that one mile I literally almost dropped to the ground. I think next time I might walk half a mile first (to warm up), then bike, then walk the other half. Or maybe turn down the resistance on the bike, we'll have to see.

    Anyways, the general plan of my routine is something like this:
        M-W-F : Walk/Run/Bike (cardio goodness)
        T-Th : Try change my upper body figure from being a slim Pillsburry doughboy into something a bit more manly
        Sa : Racquetbaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall (also throughout the week if people wanna play, but that doesn't happen much)
        Su : mah day off

    Welp, that's about it. So I'll chat ya'll up later.


~joe is loving blogging from work!

This Morning

    Thanks to stupid Dax and his blog I've been noticing certain flabby parts of my life more often lately. Soooo I got up and went to the gym this morning. The Y should not be crowded at 5:45am! There should be no witnesses to my pitiful attempts to exercise!

    Well, in the spirit of Dax, whose blog I shall continue to read merely for more pictures of Denali, here's my record for the day:


Monday, May 11, 2009

So I wonder if I can text updates?

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    So I was looking around for a way to *always* be sent an email when someone comments on a blog (couldn't find one). But! I did find a way to send an email to blogger and have it update. So here's where we test that!

~joe hopes this works

Programming...

    While I realize that most people who read this blog probably don't program, I had an awesome idea and felt the need to share it. At my current job I, well, program, but the thing that always frustrated me was the way we get paid. Not the amount by any means, get paid well for Waco, but the fashion, namely, hourly.

    Hourly wages always annoy me. If I work my butt off I get paid a certain amount, if I work a regular day, same amount, if I stand around and count ceiling tiles for most of the day...you guessed it, same amount. I suppose it all kinda balances out in the end, but it frustrates me. So the solution? Pay for work completed!

    For most jobs this has some issues. First: If I work retail and people don't come in and buy, IE: No one wants a hamburger on your shift, then I kinda get screwed, and everyone fights over the busy shifts and refuses to work the slow ones. Second: Most people don't have projects they have to complete on a regular basis, usually it's more along the lines of "go straighten those shelves" or "stand at this assembly line for the next eight hours". And who wants to go through the trouble of figuring out the monetary worth of straightening shelves?

    So it's not perfect for everyone, but it works nicely for my job! At my work everything we do is in "projects". Some department will decide they need something changed, and then submit a project request to my boss. My boss will look at the request, look to see who is busy, and assign it to someone based on whatever. My thought? Have a que!

    Now is where I start relating this to games. In WoW in order to do a quest you have to have a certain level AND a certain rep requirement (though sometimes it's just friendly) to do something. For the *really* good rewards you have to have faction specific rep. So how would this work for programming? Assign people "levels" (IE: how capable are you with your program) and "rep" (IE: What departments do you work for) and let people choose there own projects.

    You'd also have a few rules, such as: You can't pick up more than x projects at a time, or: If you don't finish a project on time you lose the "reward" for finishing it (or some sort of measurable loss for slacking). You'd prolly need more, but an interesting idea no?

    Oh! But you ask "Why would you help your co-workers, aren't they just your competition?" Well why do you see waiters helping other waiters? Because they know they'll need help as well. And if they do some huge favor for them they'll usually slip them a few dollars. You could do the same for programmers, that or maybe when the project is ended they could let the other guy have some of the exp. 

    Someone not helping out? Or not reciprocating to people helping him? Those sort of people are already here! And with this system, they'll weed themselves out, maybe faster than they do now.

~joe