Fall 2004 Classes Start Tonight

I begin taking classes tonight. I had wanted to start with something, anything, other than the information systems course, becuase that’s all I’ve been doing for five years. But I wanted desperately to take the Research Methodology course from Emin Babakus, who was my boss for a time when I worked at FCBE, and everything else conflicted with that. So information systems it is.

Research Methodology is Tue/Thu, 5:30 to 6:55 pm.

Management Science and Decision Technology is Tue, 7:10 to 10:10 pm.

Information Systems in Organizations is Wed, 7:10 to 10:10 pm.

My God, on Tuesdays I’m in for four and a half hours of classes after working all day. What the hell was I thinking?

Research Methodology had better be worth it. πŸ˜‰

Object-Oriented … News?

Belmont Club writes about the rise of internet media (bloggers) over traditional big media gatekeepers:

So when the Swiftvets story shouldered its way into the public consciousness despite the best efforts of the “gatekeepers” to consign it to oblivion, it posed an existential challenge to the news foundries. For where one could come, more would follow. The Mainstream Media responded to accusations by Swiftvets that Kerry had misrepresented his combat record in Vietnam by creating their own alternative news object, whose methods were restricted to OutrageAgainstBush( )  and SympathyForKerry( ), with read only properties Responsible and Respectable. They could no longer block the data, but they could still transform it.

Kind of a funny analogy. πŸ™‚

Alaina Visits Memphis

My sister Alaina is in town; she arrived yesterday afternoon and immdiately fell in love with Wendy, my new dog. Alaina and I went out to eat and caught up on each other’s lives. She’s moving from Indianapolis IN to Columus OH in a month or so.

Here’s the funny thing: I’m not a very religious man any more, you could call me more an agnostic or a Joseph-Campbellian. I like to think, as Franklin did, that there is a Providence that leads us toward good ends. Providence appears to have led me to adopt Wendy so that Alaina could take her home. I could be very happy with that end. πŸ™‚

A New Dog

Last week, my neighbor Phyllis from down the street was talking about a dog she found at the corner of Riverdale and Quince. Phyllis has four cats, and they were terrified of the new dog, so she couldn’t keep it. At the same time, she didn’t want to just “give the dog away” — instead, she wanted to adopt it out to a good home. I told her to bring the dog by to my house Monday evening; while I wasn’t going to take another dog in, I have another friend (Libby) who is a dog fanatic and who would know of any good homes in the area.

On Monday, the new dog arrived in my backyard for play-time and looking-over. A good natured creature, mostly lab but with a little chow, perphaps some dachshund (long nose), about 25 pounds with a short golden brown coat. 6-9 months old, some minor tooth problems, sweet as could be.

So I took her in. πŸ™‚ I’ve started calling her Wendy; it’s not a Peter Pan reference, although I could work one up easily enough. “Wendy” just sounds right for her. She and Zoe (my first dog) are quickly becoming used to each other.

If It’s Worth Doing…

… it’s worth over-doing.

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