It’s officially less than a month until the wee one arrives. That’s assuming, of course, that El Bebe arrives on the due date (29 August, updated from the doctor). The odds are about 6% that it’ll happen.
We’re already bribing the kid to come early to lessen Alex’s discomfort.
Friday was a slow day at Critical Mass, being the “day after” the Town Hall. These sorts of Fridays are often plagued with low productivity, lots of bleary eyes and headaches, lots of greasy food, and more than a few “Oh god, I did that?” realisations.
But every now and then, there’s a little surprise. Like when Clay called and told me to come and take possession of the iPhone. Yes, that iPhone.
About two and a half weeks ago, [[The piping is in|the heating pipes went in]]. The theory that we’ve been holding to all along is that the pipes would go in mere days before concrete would permanently seal them in place. This was done to ensure a minimum of opportunity for pipes to be crushed or otherwise damaged.
The problem is that all of this hinged on the concrete supplier delivering on time. Which they’re not. Not by a long shot.
There are parties, and there are parties. Then there’s a Critical Mass party.
There’s usually a recovery period afterwards, too.
It’s Town Hall week ([[Critical Mass Summer Event 2007, Day 1|but you already know that]]), and that means another installment of BeerCamp. We don’t do these nearly as frequently as we should, but they’re always a welcome addition to our regular cycle of meetings and reading emails.
And as an added bonus, there’s beer. (Well, except for those of us unable to currently drink it, anyway.)
Neil just showed me his iPhone. He’s from Chicago, so it’s fully functional. (We’ll have some in the office shortly, but no voice service.)
It’s soooooooooo nice. The videos you see on Apple.com don’t lie — that’s what it’s actually like. Neil calls it a “game changer”, and it’s not an understatement.
Dammit. I really want one.
It’s that time of the year again — the annual Critical Mass Summer Event. Unlike last year’s events, this year we’ve had to take a slightly different approach.
Frankly, we’ve officially become too big to ship everyone out to Calgary for one big family reunion. So the three major offices (Toronto, Chicago, and Calgary) have their own events. Toronto was first two weeks ago, Chicago was last week, and now it’s our turn.
There are times when your very existence is effectively controlled by someone else. And when that someone else pays you no attention, you start to feel very neglected.
Such is my case with Google. But for the record, I’m not actually complaining.
As y’all already know, I was in the Lower Mainland on the weekend. As always, I took my camera with me to capture … well, pretty much anything that happened to cross my path.
Particularly important since the CP main line is a 10 minute walk from the house (2 minutes if I cut across a field).
Allen organised a family reunion, mostly for the local folks. The family is scattered far and wide, but it’s not easy for everyone to come out.
I think Alex and I came from the furthest distance away.