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My Old Top Ten

Recently I read a blog post that discussed those “ten ways to do X” lists (which raises a question of how many things even have ten reasonable ways of doing them). It reminded me of a blogger I knew when I first started here who had a blog that only posted lists of ten things. And that reminded me of David Letterman’s Top Ten lists.

Which led to remembering my own Top Ten Things in Life list from many years back (30, at least). Since this blog is, in part, my scrawl in the internet wall, I realized it’s exactly the sort of thing I should document here.

I thought I’d also toss in a bunch of other favorites to fill out the post.

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Alpha Sensitive

lettersMany offices feature “casual Friday” in acknowledgement that today our attention begins to shift towards the weekend. (When I started with TC in 1980, ties were required. When I retired this year, “business casual” was the norm. I worn jeans and polo shirts the last half-dozen years or so.)

In the same way, today the focus here shifts from the tough and chewy Sideband material to something softer and easier to digest. I have what amounts to a bit of a rant, but a mild-mannered one of minor import. It’s just one of those little things that’s annoyed me in a small way for a long time. (But it turns out that it’s one of those things that actually have good reason!)

It’S aBoUt ThIs ThInG cAlLeD cAsE-sEnSiTiViTy!

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Catching Up

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“Whose woods these are…”

I’m still working my way back to blogging. I likely won’t be fully back until my work life is behind me, but I am getting past the shock of finding out just how right I was about management’s view of me.  It’s been a week-and-a-half since I announced my intention to divorce them, and there has been nothing since the initial, “Oh, okay.”

It’s not unexpected. It’s not really even a surprise. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.  I’ve realized that I am going through my second divorce. And both times it’s been due to the perception that my cons swamp my pros (and my prose).  What really stings is the sense of unfairness caused by so many others saying, “I don’t understand their thinking.”

Yeah, me either, but so it goes. Set it aside; I have some catching up to do.

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