I'm feeling much better now. I gave my cold to poor Tina, however, and now she's feeling pretty bad. We had to cancel our big spring BBQ tomorrow. Oh, well, we can reschedule for May.
I have not been away from the computer screen all week. I'm learning Access for the Pacific Brewer's Cup; I'll be the head data guy for it. It's a well put-together program; one of the SBC members loaned me a book, and I'm working my way through it. Databases have come a long way since File Maker at the Bay Tree Bookstore.
I've been reading Writing Los Angeles in my spare time; it's a great book, but did they have to include so many pieces from snotty easterners writing about a city they obviously hated? I get enough of that from my college buddies.
One of the articles I enjoyed the most was about Ed "Big Daddy" Roth, the car customizer from the 50's and 60's. A peek into an era of Los Angeles I was completely unfamiliar with, although I did have a brief brush with it once, when we lived in Costa Mesa and a Classic Car Rally took place a block from our apartment. Tina and I went to look at all the mobiles, and I think I saw one or two Roth-inspired behemoths there. (For all I know, I was looking at a Roth-original.)
Great Easter dinner at Mom & Dad's tonight! Happy Easter, or Oestra, or Spring Equinox, or what have you, to everyone!
Today was a very good day at work; the department decided to celebrate National Poetry Month by posting our favorite poems all over the joint. I chose "In Search of Cinderella" by Shel Silverstein, "Address to a Haggis" by Robert Burns and "The Conqueror Worm" by Edgar Allen Poe. I would've put up Silverstein's "The Great Smoke-Off, aka The Ballad of Pearly Sweetcake," but that's not really work-safe.
Other people chose "Instructions" by Neil Gaiman, "MCMXIV" by Philip Larkin, "Mother to Son" by Langston Hughes, and several others. One person even posted their own!
I like working with people that know it's National Poetry Month.