If you are unhappy with someone, communicate it.

Controlled rants are good, they let you organize your thoughts.

A blog post is often just a controlled rant.

When in a room full of people, you can often learn more by observation than conversation.

Are you a conversation circle floater or commiter?

Stand your ground when confronted until you get a full scope of the situation.

Politics and religion are a great discussion item, but only in small groups.

The wise men sit on the edge, praying for them to learn, to notice, to join their ranks.
But they are blind to them, only noticing those encircling them.

They get attention, a private army of attention, at their beck and call for them.
They don’t know why them are around them, but that they are there and there for them.

The wise men say from the edge: Ignore them, for they are not who they claim to be.
But they discard their wisdom, only listening to those attending to them.

But then the army changes allegiance, a new General is in town. The old one gets thrown aside, tossed to the wind, and forgotten.
Only then do they listen, and they listen hard.

Do you need anything? A coffee? What would you like in it? I’ll get you some sugar, I’ll be right back.

So what interests you in this position? I know the benefits are excellent, but that’s pretty standard for your role in this industry .

Ah, you are drawn to working for me. Great! That’s what I like to hear. Give me a second to look through your portfolio.

Wonderful. Nice work here, I like the risks you took with it, they really pay off. As you know, working for me means I expect you take part in our endeavors to live a healthy lifestyle. Also, as you probably have figured out, this role is not appropriate for married or even in a relationship prospects due to the commitment involved. I can’t actually ask you your relationship due to hiring laws, but I’m strongly suggesting you volunteer that information to me so we can make the best decision.

Oh, you eat only vegan? Interesting. I’m a pretty big fan of meat myself, I find a way to live healthy while still eating it.

Are you a morning person or an evening one? I find that it is of utmost importance that you would tend to be awake when I am so I can call you at any time.

What’s one of the hardest challenges you’ve had to tackle in a previous position? Oh, you’ve been fired by a previous boss? What was the reason?

Wait, you’ve worked in this same role for someone else before?

Well, uh, that about wraps things up here. Tell my receptionist to send the next prospect in.

Oh, and remind her to stop accepting applications via the mail from Russians.

This software is being put in the public domain with no warranty.

The fragile creature is pushed out of the nest with a quick pep talk and a bundle of clothes, and plops down in the middle of the real work, in a grimy, dank, city with thousands of other equally fragile and lost sheep. They are stuffed in a cubby with a buddy and set loose on the world. In her prior world, everything was pasteurized for success. Failure was censured away, hidden from view, filtered from the mind, and labeled a non-option. The delicate graph of friends was setup for success in the clean room environment of the high school, with carefully orchestrated social interactions of lunch tables, cliques, and crowds. All that goes to waste, and is replaced by adulthood, the ultimate challenge, a life with no parents, no teachers, no safety net, goggles, and pasteurized milk. Viruses, bacteria, and psychology fly through the air, embedding themselves in anything, any crevasse, any weakness or wrinkle in the skin. Character is destroyed and rebuilt, and previous persona worthless. The world stalks the sheep with the vengeance of a wolf, and the sheep has the wool on their back. Here enters the freshmen, ready to rise, or most likely, fall.

//Pad out and turn into array
function ip6Array($ip){
//Make sure we have 8 parts
while(count(explode(“:”,$ip)) < 8){
$ip = str_replace(“::”,”:::”,$ip);
}
$ip_a = explode(“:”,$ip);
for($i=0;$i<8;$i++){ $ip_a[$i]=str_pad($ip_a[$i],4,”0″,STR_PAD_LEFT); } return $ip_a; } //Takes in a padded IPv6 array and returns a tinyDNS entry function ip6AAAA($ip,$host,$ttl=86400){ if(count($ip) != 8 || $host == “”){ return; } //Convert to octal $oct=array(); foreach($ip as $i){ //Convert the hex into two octal chunks because tinyDNS says so. $p1 = base_convert(substr($i,0,2), 16, 8); $p2 = base_convert(substr($i,2,2), 16, 8); $oct[] = “\\”.str_pad($p1,3,”0″,STR_PAD_LEFT); $oct[] = “\\”.str_pad($p2,3,”0″,STR_PAD_LEFT); } //Assemble it $result=”:”.$host.”:28:”; foreach($oct as $o) $result .= $o; return $result.”:”.$ttl; } //Takes in a padded IPv6 array and returns a tinyDNS entry function ip6rDNS($ip,$host,$ttl=86400){ //Now let’s make the rDNS $result = “ip6.arpa”; foreach($ip as $i){ $result = substr($i,3,1).’.’.substr($i,2,1).’.’.substr($i,1,1).’.’.substr($i,0,1).’.’.$result; } return “^”.$result.”:”.$host.”:”.$ttl; } ?>

Oh look, it’s the blue fairy!

My favorite line from any Disney any thing. Our arms come down, we duckling out down the street, swing right towards first aid, and disappear into the wall. With a fireworks finale behind us, we walk towards the cooler only to presented with the cheapest refreshing option the union will allow, and grab ourselves a cup of Squencher. We down it, and before trudging to the clock we have to throw away our cups. I walk up to the computer, hit my six numbers, enter, enter and I now get paid to walk back through the park, trudge down the utilidors, wait for the bus, and figure out where I put my car 4 hours ago. I collapse at home in my bed, remembering I have to be at my real job in 8 hours at 8am.

At least I can escape. Some have been here for 20 years, day after day, doing this same process. I do it when I choose to. Other do it because it chooses them for life.

In this quiet establishment, they serve slices of gray 24 hours a day to anyone and everyone with a buck to spare. She stands there on the padded mat behind the money maker, waiting for someone. With a blank stare on her face, she stands there and does absolutely nothing, devoid of any thought. She sees the slow march of pennies into her pocket, but is this state worth it? A penny slowly crawls across the floor towards her, one reaching her every 10 seconds. Between the pennies, her life is useless. On the pennies, her life is stateless.