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Last night, I woke in the middle of the night to cool air (from the open window) and the sound of thunder, in the distance and near distance but not really close. I tugged the blanket over myself, pulled my robe up under it with me so it would stay warm for the morning, and fell back asleep, content - had I been more awake, I might've enjoyed the weather a bit, but I was really tired and just went back to sleep. This morning, I wondered if it were only a dream - sometimes I dream totally plausible nighttime happenings, but they didn't happen - but according to my morning radio, we did indeed have a lot of thunder-and-lightning last night (and, in a nice surprise for the dry season, I haven't heard that it lit any big fires yet).
I had a good day at work today. ( Lengthy paragraph on that, mostly fluff. ) I wrote this today while waiting for the computer to finish installing its security updates, because it amused me:
The art is in picking the right "worst" case. One you REALLY doubt you'll slide past, but one that you also won't beat by so much that management thinks you were just trying to make sure you'd look good no matter what. My estimates usually involve a worst-case that is about 3 times as long as the best-case when they force them out of me before the technical research can be done (which is usually what happens - they can, after all, always get the refinements as they occur, but it gives them a starting point).
Really, what we call "worst-case" scenario isn't, anyway. It's the worst plausible case, the worst likely case, or the worst case we're willing to admit to. Because management never listens when you state (however accurately) that the worst-case scenario is that a full-scale nuclear war terminates development by destroying the human race. (Actually, any number of worst-case scenarios, all involving at a minimum the death of the programmers and preferably the whole human race - lest other programmers be hired - are possible. Management doesn't like any of them.)
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On the way home, I stopped to get groceries. I went to the new Albertson's for the first time (it's been open a week or two?). Yay, a store near my house that is not Lamb's Thriftway. Watch me do dances of joy allllll over the room. Metaphorically. If I did them literally, you could watch me nursing various injuries from colliding with the mess I haven't cleaned up yet. Heh.
( Yes, this is a long paragraph about a grocery store. Hey, we needed a good one down here. )
Also amusingly, when I stopped at Albertson's, there is a Starbucks "coming soon" there. Good GRIEF we are a HORRIBLY over-caffeinated town. There is a Starbucks next to Lamb's (probably, what, 4-5 blocks away?) and another in the Argyle Square shopping mall at the North Wilsonville exit (which is more like a mile from the next-nearest Starbucks so at least makes somewhat more sense). Good grief.
On the way home, I was stuck - along with a vasty line of other people; I was in the middle - behind someone who did 15 mph in the school zone. The speed limit there is 35, unless children are present at the schools, in which case it's 20. ( And another runaway topic! )
Yesterday the high hit about 95. Today was "only" 85 but the house was still miserable until the AC hit. I'd hope for tomorrow to be better, but really? It's supposed to be more like today. The weekend's looking better, though, and thank heavens for AC at least.
I had a good day at work today. ( Lengthy paragraph on that, mostly fluff. ) I wrote this today while waiting for the computer to finish installing its security updates, because it amused me:
The art is in picking the right "worst" case. One you REALLY doubt you'll slide past, but one that you also won't beat by so much that management thinks you were just trying to make sure you'd look good no matter what. My estimates usually involve a worst-case that is about 3 times as long as the best-case when they force them out of me before the technical research can be done (which is usually what happens - they can, after all, always get the refinements as they occur, but it gives them a starting point).
Really, what we call "worst-case" scenario isn't, anyway. It's the worst plausible case, the worst likely case, or the worst case we're willing to admit to. Because management never listens when you state (however accurately) that the worst-case scenario is that a full-scale nuclear war terminates development by destroying the human race. (Actually, any number of worst-case scenarios, all involving at a minimum the death of the programmers and preferably the whole human race - lest other programmers be hired - are possible. Management doesn't like any of them.)
...
On the way home, I stopped to get groceries. I went to the new Albertson's for the first time (it's been open a week or two?). Yay, a store near my house that is not Lamb's Thriftway. Watch me do dances of joy allllll over the room. Metaphorically. If I did them literally, you could watch me nursing various injuries from colliding with the mess I haven't cleaned up yet. Heh.
( Yes, this is a long paragraph about a grocery store. Hey, we needed a good one down here. )
Also amusingly, when I stopped at Albertson's, there is a Starbucks "coming soon" there. Good GRIEF we are a HORRIBLY over-caffeinated town. There is a Starbucks next to Lamb's (probably, what, 4-5 blocks away?) and another in the Argyle Square shopping mall at the North Wilsonville exit (which is more like a mile from the next-nearest Starbucks so at least makes somewhat more sense). Good grief.
On the way home, I was stuck - along with a vasty line of other people; I was in the middle - behind someone who did 15 mph in the school zone. The speed limit there is 35, unless children are present at the schools, in which case it's 20. ( And another runaway topic! )
Yesterday the high hit about 95. Today was "only" 85 but the house was still miserable until the AC hit. I'd hope for tomorrow to be better, but really? It's supposed to be more like today. The weekend's looking better, though, and thank heavens for AC at least.
