Stacy says:

Speaking of Boing Boing, Cory got robbed and, understandably bitter, declaims San Francisco, city of my birth and upbringing, as place in which "[e]verywhere you go in the city, you step through drifts of discarded pipes, needles, condoms."

That's true of the western part of the city, but jeez, it's the center of commerce for the west coast of friggin' North America, practically, whadoya expect? I also think there's this perception of anything west of the Castro is Snoresville, so let me give a standing invitation to jaded East San Franciscans:

There is life here in the West! That isn't the Haight! The worst fear you have here is the roving gangs of Chinese grannies that don't care that you're 3x's their size; they'll shove you out of the way if you're not moving fast enough for them. And, ya, okay, there's the fog, but I don't think there's a natural thing I love more than watching the sun set through the fog along Great Highway; it looks like a red, red armageddon.

There are bars, there are shops, there are fine restaurants, there are people here who don't watch Sex in the City, there are micro-neighborhoods, you never, ever see a tourist, and it's almost like you're living in a town you can call home, not the San Francisco they sold you on and they told you about.

I'm not entirely sure why, but when I read this, it spoke to me. I've long been known to be someone who is not all that enamored with San Francisco, but since I now consider myself to be living here (for all intents and purposes, and for no other length of time other than "indefinitely"), I've been trying to give it more of a break. I do have to say that I enjoy working in SOMA and walking up 3rd St to Market for lunch. There is, however, really no place to eat past 10 PM in my neck of the steel-reinforced woods, which is less than superb for anything calling itself a modern metropolitan city.

Anyway, I thought the quote was choice enough to save. Thanks Stacy.

Archives are now working, albeit not in the fashion I had planned. Oh well. Commence clickery.

This is mostly a token entry. Sorry.

I've been busy. Real busy. Busy with work mostly since getting off the plane one month ago today until about last week. We had the whole launch crunch and then the somewhat less crazy but still hectic in a different way phase of post-beta-release bug fixing. Lately it's been going back down to a pace I can deal with, and I'm really adamant these days about working 9 AM to 6 PM type hours, and no more, as much as possible.

So yes, I'm less busy with work, but more busy with other things. Things which, altogether, I'm much more excited about and pleased that I'm busy with.

And yeah, I have things that I haven't been busy with in a long time due to putting them off, that I will start being more busy with, especially since I was even less busy than not being all that busy with them to begin with while being busy with work for the past little while. You understand.