I am a foot
If I have neglected this blog recently, it is only because of the five hour daily commute to and from the office of my current client. I'm working there 'til Friday the 29th.
It can't come soon enough. No offense to my client, but that amount of travel is a killer. It's really taken a toll on other projects I'd like to contribute to; this site for one, and a substantial reading list for another. Most importantly, it has cut my sleep down to four hours a night. I am not a fan of this.
I usually try to catch up on my sleep debt on Saturday. By Fridays, the cumulative effect turns me into a shell of a man. Last Friday I had picked up a combination of involuntary twitches and winces. It's a pity I didn't pick up some form of Tourettes.
Monday is a bank holiday here in Ireland; that means I should get some work done this weekend. You should see the results here in late November or early December.
By the way, if I plan to go to the US and Canada without a bank loan, I'll need to save at least two grand a month for the next four months. I need to get serious about getting more work.
Comments
David the Full Time Person:
Kevin,
I'm afraid I am not qualified to mind babies, or indeed any person below four feet in height.
As a consequence of my own large stature, people below this height are in my blindspot if they are within six feet of me. As a result, I have called this area "the zone of death".
The only solution is to recruit a person to walk ahead of me with a red flag. Alas, these people cost more money than I can ever hope to afford.
Thank you for your offer of work, but I'm afraid I'm not qualified. Like an elephant, or some other large and absent-minded mammal, I am a danger to children, small pets and dwarves.
Dave
David Barrett:
Because it is obviously unsettling, the picture stays.
Ray:
Kevin, before you offer him a job watching small children, let me direct to an earlier post of his called "Any future kids of mine are screwed". Read that and then consider if a velcro wall would be comfortable for babies to sleep attached to. :)
Claire:
Babies deserve to be taped to a velcro wall.
All they do is take take take.
When was the last time a baby did anything for you?
Ray:
Wow, Claire! You really have a point! Think of how happy my wife will be when I tell her of all the room we can save in the new baby room. Crib?! Heck no, honey, just a velcro wall!
Dave, if you didn't have such an aversion to little people, I'd hire you to install a velcro wall in the soon-to-be new baby room.
Claire:
Ray, unless you have cold hard evidence that this new child contains your genetic code, don't part with a penny.
I learned about this the hard way.
David Barrett:
"When was the last time a baby did anything for you?"
A baby provided me with a fine luncheon one evening.
Des:
Babies have done a lot for our country. Some of my best friends are babies. LOLS
Claire:
The main problem here is that David seems to be eating his lunch at night.
PS DES IS A PAEDO ROFL LOLZ!!!!1
(I'm so sorry. I should be rounded up and shot by vigilantes.)
Phil:
I'd venture that you got 4 hours sleep because you stayed up half the night after getting home. Could be wrong though.
David Barrett:
No, you are right. I was trying to do other work, but if you're completely exhausted, it takes a lot longer to get stuff done.
'tis pants.
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Dave posted this entry at 11:27 PM on October 22, 2004. This entry was posted in the category Meta .
Kevin the Full Time Christian:
Dave,
Lose the photo. I'll give you a job minding babies if you have the relevant qualifications.
Kevin