In the news the other day, there were some photos of Jennifer Hawkins, and I got to thinking how we measure beauty.

And I wish I knew. There would be a dollar in knowing the formula for sure.  Googling around, I found this quote from Helen Razer, which might explain why Jen does nothing for me:

If you’d ever met Jen, which I did briefly during Melbourne’s Spring Racing Carnival, you would only be happy that the dear lamb has something so extraordinary to offer. The woman seems unable to make a sentence. Seriously. This is not sour grapes but the truth. Her grasp on object and verb was so poor that my producer that day, an habitual sycophant when it came to celebrities, said “$^@$ me. What the @#@1 did she say? We can’t put her on the radio. People will cry.”

Helen has confirmed what I suspected.  Beautiful to look at, but only slightly more conversation than the average milking cow.

The picture on the right?  Found it on the motivatedphotos.com website.  Just goes to show; beauty does come in all shapes and sizes, and can be found anywhere.

I said to the man at the gate of the year, “Give me a light that I may go forth into the unknown.”
And the man replied, “Put your hand into the hand of God. That shall be to you better than a light, safer than a known way.”

A co-worker migrated the last user off our old BlackBerry Enterprise Server, Barry.

"Barry to be renamed to Nigel-No-Friends", was the announcement.

(Non Australian readers should look at the Urban Dictionary for the meaning of Nigel No Friends)

Update:
* Nigel No Friends = Billy No Mates, in the UK.
* Added the Nigel No Friends – Twitter edition picture.
*This was the picture I wanted to use, but it’s All Rights Reserved:
 
  (click on the photo for the much larger original)

When you go home,
Tell them of us,
‘For your tomorrow
We gave our today’

Sir William Slim, at the Cross of Sacrifice, Bomana War Cemetery.
Port Moresby, 1953

I’ve done a bit of programming over the years, and I’m currently working with a Visual Basic 6 (VB6) code base.  I’ve found the following quotation so true:

It is a weird thing though if you’ve noticed that for very old applications, you know, I feel like for some of them you often have multiple ways of doing things, they just end up co-existing.

…

It’s kind of like you look around and you can say, oh, man invented fire here, and it’s like, oh, man discovered wheel here and you’re finding the entire history of 15 years of software development stuck in one codebase…

Michael Feathers, speaking with Scott Hanselman, on Hanselminutes podcast 165.

In a discussion about what is acceptable behaviour in the workplace:

“In the past we used to send children up chimneys to clean them as well.”

The way this organisation is going, you’ll need to self-promote yourself to get anywhere.

Remind me to take my new FIGJAM mug to work.  Purchased for $10 from eBay.

Now if I could only find that “little people ‘walk’ up a set of stairs, and then ‘slide’ down” toy …

One advantage in outsourcing your Information Technology needs, is that you can blame your previous poor IT planning on the outsourcing company.

I was thinking of this particular example, but I know of several other examples.

“You know she won’t talk to me because she’s from the posh area of Frankston.”

Heard on the Frankston train on the way home from work.  “Posh area of Frankston” is an oxymoron.

Comment was in response to a customer’s request for a customised desktop wallpaper.
Heck, if they want to pay for it, we’ll take their money.