So a LinkedIn group*, of which I am a member, is running a thread on the "Seattle Freeze**", to wit: does it really exist, and why?

The comments are mostly people complaining that, yes it exists, and claiming that the problem is Seattle natives are unfriendly and mean. There are a few folks, both local and non-, claiming that they've never seen it ( Read more... )

What is your favorite interview question*? Could be one you love to ask candidates, could be one you've been asked yourself.

I'm particularly interested in the real curve balls, the questions that stop the candidate short and make them think.

For funsies (did I really just type "funsies"?), I will answer your questions**, provided I see the ( Read more... )

In late March, a friend of mine pinged me and asked me if I'd be interested in talking with another of her friends who is a partner in a startup that was looking to get venture capital and bring on some more people beyond the two principals who were currently doing all the work. I was, and I met with the guy, and we had a nice chat about his ( Read more... )

BSA National Executive Board ( Read more... )

In the car on the way to day camp at his school, teh_boy was thinking about the rain cycle and speculated that there might be, somewhere on Earth, some water that had never been vapor. I said that, given that the Earth congealed out of molten rock, I thought it was pretty unlikely. He then asked me how the water got to the planet in the first place ( Read more... )

...because I have mown it. Don't get me wrong, it still has a looong way to go, but the overenthusiastic bits have been brought back under control ( Read more... )

M. was at school all day, so the original plan was I'd stay home and "work"--Wayne Roseberry has a test-planning book I promised to review, and Mobilligy has an iPhone app I promised I'd play around with and provide feedback. Seemed like an awesome opportunity to multitask ( Read more... )

My parents heat their house, at least partly, with a wood stove, and have done since the late '70s. When I was a kid, one of my chores every day was to haul a couple wheelbarrow loads of the wood my dad had cut and split from the woodyard (or the front driveway, once most of the big cottonwoods out back were gone and they started buying wood by the ( Read more... )

Man, it's more work finding a job than it's going to be to do the job once I get it ( Read more... )

Three deaths in the family, a personal brush with cancer*, the end of my great job, and the cat died.

Screw you, 2011.

*Technically, since we caught it early enough to remove it all, this should probably count as dodging a bullet, but better not to be shot at in the first place.

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