Once more unto the breach

An all-too-familiar sight lately. Are Microsoft's parents coming over and they're scrambling to give the appearance of a clean apartment?

Important update! According to Stop Darth Weinstein! headquarters, it was announced (on Memorial Day, no less) that Kyle Newman -- original director and friend of the resistance -- has been "brought back into the editing room to work on a final version(!!!)". Now... as we all know, now is not the time to kick back and rejoice at the Stumble Inn, but stay the course, redouble our efforts and fight until victory is ours. Remember, we want to keep the LCD hands of Steven "Mighty Ducks" Brill as far away as possible, even if the 'editing room' news surfaced on the eve of his birthday.

Although I'd like to say that once the SDW fiasco is settled and done, I can return to my uneventful co-existence with the Weinsteins .... alas .... there's further evidence that Weinstein is the Bane to my Bruce Wayne. They have announced a live-action remake of Fraggle Rock. Ugg....

As a side note, refer to the ew.com article above, specifically, "I did love me some Fraggles in my youth." Unfortunately, I read this in the same afternoon as I perused this list of self-contradicting words.

Learn
To be taught or to teach. ("I'm gonna learn you.")

That's not a self-contradiction; that's misuse! Permit me an analogy. My work projects follow a standard test-driven-development (TDD) model: Gather requirements | Build Use Cases | Business Design | Engineering Design | Build Test Cases | Develop | Code Review | QA | Release | Review/Lessons Learned. Of course, that's the ideal and it never works out exactly like that. I'm currently in step 7 Code Review, yet we're currently dealing with issues that should have been cleared up in Build Use Cases, five (5) steps previous. Perhaps I could hem and haw over this and point out the project's non-linear timeline, a face card I've played in the past. Perhaps I'm getting old and jaded (It's been a while since my famed retort to my boss's boss that he admit that our division was his "key men").
   In this case however, I'm chalking this up to wisdom coming with age, certainly a linear progression. The end result is the best possible product, and sometimes that requires a few iterations and "loops in the string". In short, I can never turn my back on a fine-toothed comb, and this is where the "learn me" disregard comes back. We're deep in the information age (are we at step 7 yet?) with more people writing, writing faster, and more sloppy. If we don't stop and take stock of where we are, we could lose control of the language all together. These uses should be eradicated, and unfortunately the Brills of the world aren't helping.

I thought of my "key men" moment recently. Usually at the cusp of a season change, I become nostalgic. Typically I like to think of the summer season starting in early May, halfway between the equinox and solstice. However, with the weather not falling in line, I gave in and recognized it at the more casual boundary of Memorial Day. The change of seasons seems to have a jarring effect on memory, like returning to a place we haven't seen in 9 months - especially given IL's full weather spectrum.

In addition, over the 3-day weekend I justified my [some say excessive] 5-at-a-time Netflix plan by getting through all 5 before receiving any replacements. The last time that happened was when I took two sick days in November. I can't say the Postal holiday didn't help.