One of my co-workers was wondering why our monitoring system was alerting about a stock. Turns out, it was just Nortel, who is in the process of disappearing. And I taunted her and reduced her to tears about all of the cool tech companies that are no more, like SGI.
Today I'm going to blog about being hot. Oh, and no, not the hot as in "If you look at my pictures from last Bike To Work Day, you will realize that I've lost fat all over my body and now my belly is small enough that it doesn't roll down the top of my bike shorts" sort of hot. Although that is nice too...
Let's go back to around 1990, when I was in the midst grade school. Michael Jordan and the Bulls were rocking. Girls were wearing stirrup pants. Jean jackets were in. Hair metal was petering out but Grunge hadn't hit yet. I was living in Milford, Ohio, which was a suburb where upper-middle-class urban professionals and lower-class workers mingled...
So this morning, I was wondering why my cellphone was acting a little funny. It turns out that somebody got into a fiber optic cable vault and cut four very important fiber lines that contain a lion's share of the network connectivity over the bay area.
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