Context ruins fun

Zach and I were talking about some SharePoint features for the next version (v5 for those of you playing along at home). At some point I asked Zach “Could we make SharePoint do [blah]?” His reply was this gem:

“I’m going to have to go think about how the Internet works.”

Yeah, he said other stuff, I’m sure it was smart stuff, but I can’t be entirely sure as my mind had already gone gleefully skipping off into a flowering meadow of happiness, delighting itself with images of Zach sitting around, thinking about the inner workings of the interwebs.

Zach continued on, trying in vain to pass on just a fraction of his coding knowledge. Meanwhile, I was imagining the next version of SharePoint and how it would be powered by the stuff that makes the Internet work: kittens and Rick Astley.

I feel your pain

Paula and I were at the mall the other day and as we were walking out another couple was coming towards us, into the mall.  Just inside the door the man stopped short and turned to the woman with a look like she’d just kicked his dog… twice… with big, heavy boots:

“Three hours?!? In here?  What do you need that for?”

She ignored him and just kept walking as he wilted and sulked after her into the mall.

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Would that be considered a hardware or a software problem?

A friend e-mailed me…



[My Wife’s] crt stopped working so I took a look around making sure everything was still plugged in, etc., Then I took a look on top where the cat likes to sit on the cooling vents to keep warm and found a pile of cat barf. After removing the monitor I found liquid had traveled from the top to the bottom, shorting out the crt.


I would have sent a picture of the problem but the dogs ate the barf.