I’m hanging out in a conference room, waiting for a mtg to start, and that’s my big thought..
what is making you happy RIGHT NOW?
my answer:
- new music
- people who show up on time for meetings
- a wireless connection in this room
what’s your happy today?
I get the “let me know if you have any questions, need anything, whatever…” line a lot at work. I tend to say that in emails as well.
What if I told the truth? Just once…”well, since you asked, I could use about 8 hours sleep, a date for Friday, and someone to clean my cat’s stinky litterbox.” Think they’d ever talk to me again? 
I know “let me know if you need anything” falls into the same category as “how are you” (as in, not really expecting an answer), but every once in a while, the person giving me that line is the exact person where I’d love to shoot back something like, “I need to know if you’re still single…”
I wish someone understood the biology behind how songs get stuck in your head and knew how to stop it.
Earlier this week, I had a Michelle Branch song stuck in my head. One line from the chorus playing over, and over, and over, like some kind of evil torture.
This morning, my coworkers’ cell phone kept ringing. His ringtone is a Tool song.
So, of course, that got stuck in my head. I like Tool, but not when I’m hearing 5 notes repeated over and over and over in my head.
Whyyyy does that happen? What short circuit happens in the brain to force it to repeat 5 notes again and again? I think I’d be ok if it was at least an entire song, I know that I don’t mind having full musicals spinning through my head.
But this?? It’s just mean. Stupid Michelle Branch.
c/o Techdirt, here’s a link to a patent application for a “process protecting a novel joke which comprises filing a patent application defining the novel features of the joke.”
Love it.
I want to patent “the process by which someone writes a blog entry about a patent for a process telling a joke by patent.” Oooh, then, I could patent “the process by which a blog entry is written on LiveJournal using an offline blogging client telling a joke by patent” as a derivative work.
I think if the patent sounds ridiculous when read aloud, it probably is. It’s also a rather easy standard for the Patent Office to use…if the process is so complicated it can’t be understood on the first read, it is probably sooo derivative of so many other things that it shouldn’t be granted.
I always felt that this all kind of went unsaid, but I guess the distinction was easier when I had one work blog and one personal one. Now, this is all I have, and I have no intentions to start blogging for MySpace at the moment (who knows what may happen in the future). Anyway, here goes:
Content in this blog should in no way be taken to represent the opinion or policy of MySpace, Fox Interactive Media, or NewsCorp.
I write here for my own enjoyment, which is why the issues vary from social networking behavior to my hatred of LA, to pictures of my new cat. All personal ramblings. I may mention work on occasion, but believe me, I do so very carefully.
I also want to add (since the tone of this could be questionable), nobody asked me to do this. I’m writing this because I have been contacted multiple times now through here about MySpace, and want to ensure that anyone reading this understands that while I am a MySpace employee (and don’t really mind the work emails, I like that I get to meet new people), this is my personal blog and nothing I say here is to be viewed as coming from MySpace.
For your regularly scheduled blabber, quick bullet update:
And that’s all for now!
