Rodent Regatta

I had drafted a fitting poor-poor-pitiful-me post for this morning. I deleted it. Clearly, this is not how I wanted the new year to begin. Yet, there’s no value in doing anything other than trying to forge ahead.

So, forge we will. I have at least two more all-nighters followed by a couple of weeks of baby-sitting and hand-holding as users of new versions of software question every color change, icon shape and screen layout that they see in a new version. These questions will be periodically interrupted by real problems associated with a new version of software which somehow, magically loses previous choices, defaults and options for its operating configuration.

>From there…well, something different has got to arise! I think I want to sell used airplanes.

No…a fireman….no…a movie star…no…a civil servant…no…I’ve got it! In the immortal words of Archie Bunker…”I want to be an entremanure!”