the corner office

There's a crap McCain's ad on telly at the moment, when the dof kids ask their dof grandmothers what they used to do in the old days. "We cooked" says bullet #1. "Did you tell them what we used to do?" asks bullet #2 as she walks into the room. "Yes, we cooked." "We cooked." "What did you do for fun?" "We baked."

I fear when I'm old I'll telling my grandkids "we worked", 'cause that's all I'm doing day in and day bloody out at the moment. On the 1st, month-end seems a lifetime away. By the 18th, it's looming a little too close for deadline comfort. So I'm in hermit-mode at home for a few days to get things done. It's the closest I come to getting into the coding 'zone' these days.

For now, Zone is being temporarily shelved so I can get showered and off to Woolies. The best thing about staying at home is the midday sprint round the corner for lunch and goodies.