Author: cosmo

Just now I was doing some poking around on LinkedIn to get the lowdown on some people who have sent their resumes (Zing is hiring again). I noticed this one and just loved it.

It’s hard to say what’s more awesome: the hair, or the title “Grand Poobah”. If I need a lawyer, this is the guy I want.

A couple of nights ago we went to the annual high school chamber music festival. Basically, all of the band students form small groups and pick songs they’d like to play. It’s pretty fun, and a chance for them to show off their skills a bit.

Unfortunately most of the songs sounded like a sixth-grade band for some reason. Laralee and I wondered if some of the groups had even practiced their pieces. Normally it’s much more polished, but there were a lot of “rough around the edges” groups.

Anyway, Kyra’s quartet played “Three Blind Mice” (who knew?) and did a great job.

She also played in a second flute trio; they did a piece I’d never heard of and can’t remember now. Again, they were solid. A few other groups did a bang-up job, so overall it was a good time.

I saw this car the other day when I was driving home from the airport.

It’s a pretty sweet little ride. Then I noticed the license plate:

Well, I suppose if you’ve got it, flaunt it…

This is the first thing I see every day.

Yesterday when my alarm went off at 5:21am, I groped for my cell phone and took a picture. Just because. Then I hit snooze, as usual, and dozed for 9 minutes until 5:30, when I rolled out of bed and started my day.

Yep, that’s seminary. I may not like those 5:21 alarms, but I do love teaching.

Here’s an actual email from someone applying for a job at Zing:

Seriously?

I was at a party tonight, and Kyra sent me a text from home.

She’d been accepted to BYU-Idaho a couple of months ago, and has been waiting to hear from BYU-Provo. Apparently they made announcements today on the web site, so she decided to check.

Now she has to decide which one to attend…

And that’s a wrap.

My corporate taxes are finished and on their way to the Gov.

Now it’s on to the adventure of my personal taxes. The big question– as it is every year– is whether I owe money or have been giving the Gov an interest-free loan for the last year…

Well, the tradition continues… Morgan’s mom sent me another birthday card this year.

I think it’s been 28 years now, all because I wrote my birthday on her calendar. Awesome.

We’ve been working on a project for a few months, and it’s just ballooned way beyond what anyone originally envisioned. The client keeps delaying the launch because another person somewhere in the management chain has a new idea or wants to tweak some little thing.

Finally, in a moment of frustration, I emailed my contact at the company and explained that I’m just not sure how best to proceed. Since she’s in charge of the budget and we’ve already exceeded what she’d allocated, twice, I want to be respectful of that. Her response was, verbatim:

Brilliant.