March 10, 2010
by Terrance on Wednesday, 10th March, 2010In the morning, a reminder that I need to get up earlier. So it goes.
On the way to work I drive by the local bike store in hopes of finding a time I can shop for a bike for the soon-to-be-four-year-old. They are still on their “winter hours” and I don’t know how I’ll get there. Later in the morning I get a phone call from the family – they are at the bike store, shopping.
I spend a large part of the work day wrestling with a 6-Gigabyte file. This was a form of torture. Here was a conversation from the afternoon:
M: The problem with a 6GB file is that it takes a very long time to do anything with it.
Co-Worker: Can’t you filter the file, and somehow make it smaller?
Me: “Filter” and “make it smaller” go under the umbrella of “doing anything.”
Again, a sense of waiting. One item has appeared, although I’m not clear on its significance.
I will now take five minutes to restore order to my desk.
