Early this morning I had a dental appointment. While making small talk I tried telling the attractive hygienist that I would be back in the same neighborhood to visit the parking department office after I got out of work. Fascinating stuff, I know.
Unfortunately it was 7:15am, I hadn’t had any coffee yet, and it came out as, “I have appointments for both ends today.”
I didn’t notice her reaction. It’s just as well.
Just some young English guy taking a selfie at the Taj Mahal.
That’s quite a drop shadow, Apple.
OS X is starting to look stagnant and uninspired when compared to other operating systems and the Mac App Store’s offerings are underwhelming at best. I don’t sense much excitement about developing for the platform anymore. That’s understandable considering how much more fun it is to play with iOS apps. I hope the Mac doesn’t end up being used only by people who want to do more “serious work.”
I look forward to seeing how Jony Ive will update the Mac’s UI in the next few versions of OS X. I hope he proceeds slowly and has a light touch yet remembers to include a bit of the fun and whimsy the flagship product possessed back in the 680x0 glory days. A little buzz and excitement would help attract the new generations of developers every platform needs to stay relevant. Recreating Apple’s legendary attention to detail that once inspired Mac fanaticism wouldn’t hurt either.
By the way, don’t hold that Supertramp album cover up to a mirror. You might start developing conspiracy theories.
Cold afternoon walking around the reservoir with the joggers and the dogs. And this is the warmest it’s been in a few weeks. (at Fresh Pond Reservation)
What You Learn in Your 40s
"There are no grown-ups. We suspect this when we are younger, but can confirm it only once we are the ones writing books and attending parent-teacher conferences. Everyone is winging it, some just do it more confidently.
There are no soul mates. Not in the traditional sense, at least. In my 20s someone told me that each person has not one but 30 soul mates walking the earth. (“Yes,” said a colleague, when I informed him of this, “and I’m trying to sleep with all of them.”) In fact, “soul mate” isn’t a pre-existing condition. It’s an earned title. They’re made over time.
You will miss out on some near soul mates. This goes for friendships, too. There will be unforgettable people with whom you have shared an excellent evening or a few days. Now they live in Hong Kong, and you will never see them again. That’s just how life is.
Forgive your exes, even the awful ones. They were just winging it, too.
People’s youthful quirks can harden into adult pathologies. What’s adorable at 20 can be worrisome at 30 and dangerous at 40. Also, at 40, you see the outlines of what your peers will look like when they’re 70. …
It’s O.K. if you don’t like jazz.
Several things in this article rang very true to me, especially the part about grown-ups. Realizing that I’m now part of the group I always assumed knew much more than me has been the biggest shock of my 40s so far.
Patience. (at Savenor’s Market)