Well, We Think It's A Big Deal 13 October 1999

9:29: Now here's a sudden scary thought from nowhere: I'm probably older than Giles's character on Buffy. Oy. I guess that makes me definitely the grown-up friend of many of the people I know, but whether or not it's in a creepy way, well, opinions differ.

And speaking of Buffy instead of any actual event in my own personal life, once again Filler takes this sad excuse we call existence and makes it seem even more pathetic, but funny. This isn't satire, it's reportage.

Yesterday, we finally launched this new publishing system for one of our few remaining "content" sites (you know, the kind where we write things, and you read them - as opposed to search engines, portals, hybrid multimodal platform-independent collaborative filtering birdwhistle sites, which we like to call "discontent" sites because everyone hates working for them or using them).

It's only about, oh, a month late. I remember that everyone was very cranked up with me about going to Australia because it was right before launch! It was supposed to go up the weekend after I got back. Ha. They had done nothing while I was away, and we went into AnyDayNow mode for the next several weeks.

Meanwhile, my nominal boss had quit while I was away. The de facto project manager's last day was that first launch date that we missed. And now, the only other programmer working on the project had turned in his notice - kindly giving us three weeks warning instead of two days as has often been the case around here. So we had ample opportunity to launch while he was still here, and honest, we tried to. Except it kinda broke and stuff. Now he's gone, and it is only I, the Dumbest Rat in the World. (This is the guy who went to New York and will see They Might Be Giants four days in a row. I am going to mail him some serious harm.)

The worst part is, these people publish stuff in time for the East Coast, so they're all in by 6:30 AM. If I make a huge effort and get in early, like 10 AM, they're tapping their feet in impatience, wondering where I've been. This is not a felicitous combination. Especially when MUNI has been colicky.

So the last two days have been up before 9 AM, everything breaking, panic panic aieeee! oh wait it's ok no it is broken! aaaah! it's fixed now what's fixed oh that oh good what? was it something i said?

But it's calm now. Everything seems fine, at least temporarily. And I really, really need to find someone to talk to about salaries. Only I think all my managers have quit. Maybe I am a manager. I can give myself a raise. Like that'd be new. Ba dum bump.

Sorry.

Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.

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