Monday, Mar. 20, 2006
On The Face Of Things
Whew... what a day. Good day overall, just a bit more than I bargained for!
We met this afternoon with the CEO of the Economic Development Corporation, someone I knew from a past life. (Not literally a past life, guys, as in the new-agey sense; don't get your knickers in a knot. I'm talking about knowing her from when I was still working in news.) It was a trip going to her office today. We went over the info on the web project with her, but also got sidetracked six ways from Christmas.
MC was salivating over a painting in her office, an original work by a recently-deceased local artist. It was really well executed and encompassed two of his biggest passions: art and trains.
Meanwhile, CEO and I went on about shared history, situations where before we'd been on opposite sides of the table, so to speak. We didn't disagree in the previous scenario, but our work positions kept a professional wall in place. Now that we've both undergone significant career changes, we chattered on for the better part of an hour. She and I were laughing about the fact that when she'd talked before about working together, we never expected this! Apparently she's as comfortable in her new position as I am in mine, though. The atmosphere was very informal and I look forward to working with her in this capacity, maybe catching lunch somewhere down the line.
Good thing for MC he had the painting there for fixation, or we'd probably have talked him into catatonia.
I plan to run the contract by CEO's office for signature tomorrow and point out the things that weren't specifically addressed in our bid or our conversation. For example, for a site that's more than one page, such as theirs, we back up the website files (along with databases, if there are any) to a CD and provide that to the client, along with documentation of passwords to the administration pages, etc.
It's more than just a professional courtesy, especially when we're talking about a small business like ours. If, God forbid, MC and I were incapacitated or killed in a car wreck, for example, this organization would be SOL. The only reason this contract came available at all is that the former webmaster passed away unexpectedly. I hope to goodness that his widow can provide the login information. If not, we're going to have to jump through hoops to get what we need to take care of the site.
I decided to go back on Atkins, beginning next week unless something drastic happens. My boss challenged me, said he started it and has lost 9lb already this week. I whined but finally agreed. MC actually argued the point with me, said he likes me as I am. While I am glad for that, I also explained that from the standpoint of my health and from how comfortable I am in my own skin, I really need to lose.
But I have to admit, I'll probably snicker forevermore when I think about weight loss, remembering something I saw on TV. For anyone in the US who didn't watch the revived Doctor Who on Sci-Fi Friday, and isn't familiar with the program at all, I should explain that it's intentionally cheesy and silly, with characters who traipse through time and space and do all sorts of improbable things. But the best part of the show is the sly asides and the not-always-subtle political commentary. This past week, one of the characters was ostensibly the last human in the universe. This "human" was actually a flap of skin stretched in a frame like a drum head, with only the addition of a small, flat face and a big, distorted attitude. There were references to the obvious exaggeration of the thin craze, to plastic surgery and Michael Jackson, to racial prejudice, to homophobia, to unbridled greed... All the really atrocious things we don't like to admit about ourselves as a species but nonetheless seem to perpetuate across the millennia.
Just keep in mind if you watch it, Doctor Who is SUPPOSED to be that cheesy, that campy - and that much fun.
Dang... I'm dead tired tonight and it's time for me to call it a night.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )