What the hell was wrong with me?
Okay, I'll admit it. 1999 wasn't my shining hour of good decision making and clearest judgment (for example). I vaguely remember seeing The Matrix. I'm pretty sure it was after it came out on video and I'm also pretty sure that I fell asleep during it. I remember thinking it was an interesting premise, but too much of a video game for me. When the second one came out, I had forgotten everything about the first one, so it made even less sense to me.
But lately I've had a hankering to watch it again. It arrived this past week from Netflix and we watched it last night.
OH. MY. GOD.
I don't understand how I did not love this movie. Keenau didn't even bug me. In fact, he was kinda hot. SO many things make SO much more sense to me now. From random quotes that folks say in the office to the boots that all the neko-kids wear in SecondLife. It's been awhile since a movie has griped me and grabbed my full attention like that. Usually I knit when we rent movies, but I didn't want to miss a single thing.
I don't know that I have any desire to watch the second and third (I know they are the suk). But I might just have to pick this one up on DVD for myself.
It can't be Sunday night already. I have too many things that I was going to do this weekend. Not the least of which was stop being so tired. Okay, that has been a goal for a really long time now. But I was starting to feel just tired, instead of completely exhausted. But the past two days I've slipped back towards exhaustion. It doesn't help that the cats have been playing demolition derby in the bedroom at 3 AM the last few nights.
I started a number of new crafty projects, though none are as far along as I would have liked. I also never got to writing up about the IA Summit. I wanted to capture those ideas before they completely disappeared into the ether. Jumping right back into a new project at work has been exciting, but greatly cut into any reflective time I had hoped to have.
Oh well. This week should be interesting. Continuing with discovery on the new project. Lots of planning and fine level scoping to be done.
I just read a "You know you are from Newtown when" list over at Facebook. Um, wow. Now, I know that I wasn't the most socially aware high schooler. I didn't find out that folks were selling heroin at the high school until after I was in college. Maybe grad school. But damn. Things sure aren't the way I remember them.
I remember that Drug Center was a place to hang out, but not THE place. That was the Grand Union parking lot.
Everyone had a Volvo station wagon - yup. That hasn't changed. Same with going to Town Hall. Or a party at the Amber Room.
I've heard of The Falls, but never found out where they actually were.
20 minutes to get to a friend's house, sure. Same with the Newtown Bee and photos in the paper.
That's about 8 of the 47. I guess I just can't relate to kids these days.
We are always coming up with new names for things. It's what we do at Adaptive Path. You get smart, geeky, creative people together and wordplay is bound to happen.
A couple years ago now, Dan started advocating for "topless" meetings. All too often our meetings were blogged down by folks staring at a screen and typing instead of participating in the conversations around them. Todd took up the call in a blog post against crackberries last November that caused some stir.
Well, it seems that other folks have really started to take notice. Yesterday, the LA Times published a front page story about topless meetings. Next thing we knew, film crews from ABC, CBS, and NBC were in the office. They interviewed Dan and shot some background images of the office.
The footage aired last night and is already up on the web:
On ABC nightly news. You can see me turn around in the background of one shot.
On the local CBS news. I'm in a lot of shots of this one.
On the local NBC station. I'm just out of frame on this one, but you get to see a lot of good shots of the office and my coworkers.