Kyle M. Perkins

Yeah, yeah, I know: it's Thursday, but this day seemed like a copy of monday.

Anyway, here's the comic. Enjoy.

For those of you who do not get this reference, here's an (edited) snippet from the movie that references the above comic (head's up for all of you "PG-13" people: it does have the F word in it)


And here's the rundown:

• I arrived just before 10am to meet with a potential client. Apparently, Tom had the same idea as I arrived just seconds behind him (extra points for him for showing up before the Boss). We had a good talk while waiting on the potential client, who called at 10:30 to say he was going to be late. No biggie. He arrived, we talked, possibly have 3 potential contracts from one source. Yay!


• Which leans into the next item: our 10am potential client called one of our current clients and asked when they could deliver an outstanding check. Next thing we know, the outstanding check arrived less than 30 minutes after the call was made. A week of constant emails and calls to get one task done, and he does it in less than 30 minutes. I would say "Showoff," but I'm appreciative of the fact


• Anyway, the reason why I showed up so close to 10 this morning was because the kitties decided I shouldn't go to work today. 1 kitty decided that he wasn't going to take his pill, 1 kitty decided to make a run for the door, and 1 kitty decided to knock everything off of my nightstand (and the stories go on). So I had to deal with the kitties before I could leave for work.


• Back to the chronological timeline: Since Tom had never deposited a check via Wachovia before, we left to 1) deposit the check, 2) have lunch, and 3) stop by a potential client that Tom didn't know where they were.


• While we were stopping by the potential client's location, I received a call from our Fox Carolina ad rep. Apparently, our ad went live yesterday without our approval, and (in addition) there was some confusion on exactly where the ad was to show up on the Fox Carolina site. The call I received said that they were deeply apologetic about the ad going up, as it usually never happens (why do I not want to believe that?), the ad would be taken down, they would wait for our final proof, and more representatives would get in touch with us about our requests (because our previous contacts weren't very helpful; long story short: the person I was told to call said he didn't know how to help us, and he didn't know why we kept calling, so he gave us a number to call at another location, so I called and left a message, but THAT person won't be able to get in touch with me until tomorrow (I hope)).


• SOOOOOOO....after that was done, Tom and I stopped by his wife's place, Women in the Moon, and his wife talked about her services as an interior designer. Certainly something we could use in the future. She and I got on a discussion about how the office could use some sprucing up to make it "more attractive for clients". Although I fully agree, I told her the short-and-sweet version of how the SMDC Board has basically full control over the building, and we really can't do much (except to hang stuff). We'll see how it goes.


• After Tom and I realized that there wasn't much else for him to do that day, he dropped me off and took care of some personal business. Anyway, our friendly janitor came by today and spent 15 minutes in our office to clean it up. I believe I have said it before, but I'll say it again: she can perform miracles in a fraction of the time it would take us to clean it.


• After she left, I made a bunch of calls that I was supposed to make: 1 to a potential client from this morning's source (left message), 1 to Dr. Lockwood to schedule our strategy meeting next week, 1 to a client about a contract, and a few others. It's a little hard to remember all that happened today since it was a lot.


• I then took care of a few client modification requests and tied up some loose ends in the financials and some file locations. Finally, i checked my reader for the day.


• I then came home (around 5), changed clothes, and tried to find some headphones. Long story short: I have become a Celldweller fan. I planned on playing Pandora on my cellphone while I cut the grass. After unsuccessfully finding headphones, I called Keat to ask her where some were. After not finding any from her suggestions, she said there were some at the office. Luckily, it's only 6 minutes down the road. I drove down there, got the headphones, drove back, started by Pandora, and cut the grass. I know that the grass usually takes me roughly an hour, but having some background music (especially some hard-core instrumentals), the cutting process went by a lot faster.


• After that, I found that my cell phone had only gone down 10% in an hour of constant pandora usage. Not bad. not bad at all.


• Anyway, I gathered some materials and decided to wash my car, since Tom's wife would be borrowing it (you know the story about "My boss needs my car"? This situation calls for "My employee's wife needs my car"). I got some soap, water, a cloth, and luckily one of our faucets is hot water. So I proceeded to wash my car. At the end of my washing, our neighbor, Lee, said "Looks better when it's clean, don't it?" I agreed, and said "This is first time I've washed it in....6 years." Without skipping a beat, he responded with "You're kidding, right?" I was not. Since I had the Pontiac since 2005 and it was at college, and at apartment complexes after that (with strict rules), I never had a chance to wash my car myself (stupid rules of "no soap on the asphalt" and other BS). So finally, I washed my car.


• Nightfall came, Keat got home. She checked some things on her computer, and basically went to bed. She was tired. After she went to sleep, I had some custom-made mushroom/onion/extra cheese/hot sauce pizza, which was pretty good for a last minute menagerie of toppings.


• At this moment, I'm watching Matrix Reloaded. Yes, I know it's nowhere as good as the first one, but I'm watching it more for the philosophical points and fight scenes. I know Tom would approve. Although while I'm watching it, I'm realizing that in retrospect, the Programmers are really the controllers of the world. I mean, if you think about it, programs do run our lives. Our cars, bank cards, medical records, communication, travel, etc, all run on some type of programs, whether software or webware. As a programmer, we have the "key" (pardon the pun) to access, read, modify, or even delete our lives. I mean, I know Identity Theft is a big crime, but think about this: with a few clicks and some raw code, all records could be deleted for 1 person. Just imagine how insane their life would be if they couldn't purchase anything, travel, communicate (long distance)....you get the picture. Who knows - the machines are running our lives, and if the machines are gone, our lives as we know them would cease to exist (or at least, revert to medieval times).

Okay, enough philosophical crap for today. Tomorrow's going to be a long day as well, since we have to plan a seminar, more calls to make, cars to trade, 5 hours to travel, and more. Here's to tomorrow.