I just slap some blur around the edges and call it “good.”
Someone is trying to troll the healthy people, I think.
I occasionally like to keep track of my co-worker’s pet peeves.
My Halloween “costume” tradition continues unabated.
Watch the upper right hand corner for some special “Jon acts with hubris on a hover board” magic.
Bonus: my feet peeking up toward the end and all the Devs “prairie dogging” to look up and see what happened.
Much like the swishy hair I used to sport, this was fleeting and lovely.
I _think_ I found the problem with my commute this morning.
A lovely trip home from the market in downtown SLC on a fall evening.
New office has a ginourmous TARDIS made out of LEGO, so that’s a thing in my life now. We’d planned to move it to random locations all around the office, mimicking the show’s TARDIS, but the goofy thing weighs 17 hojillion metric tons.
The sunset made working late worth it this evening, I guess.
Not at all what I expected to find in the desk drawer at my new work, but OK.