Momma Says Spock You OUT.
There they are, my two pride-and-joys. They’re growing up so fast.
Will is now working on sounding out and spelling words on his own (“hot” and “hat” were his first ones this past week) and Katie, upon hearing the first few bars when my wife opened this Tumblr post from Merlin Mann containing a rendition of “Walk the Line”, came running across the house shouting “Johnny! Cash! Johnny! Cash!”
That’s my boy and girl.
Or: Britney Spears’ Lack Of Underwear Is Matt Mullenweg’s Go-To Example For Information He Doesn’t Care About
Based upon my Twitter stream from this past weekend, one could easily enough have guessed that I spent Saturday and Sunday up in New York City for WordCamp New York City 2009. I had a great time overall, as did pretty much everyone else, at least those that I spoke to.
The recaps of the weekend have already begun to trickle in, of both the written and visual varieties and, while I took some decent notes (and some horrendous iPhone shots), I think the summations are actually better left to those other folks.
Instead of a true summary, I thought I’d rattle off a bunch of impressions and Lessons Learned from the weekend, presented hereafter in no particular order.
Enterprising developers, take note: I seem to recall him offering to buy dinner for anyone that came up with successful implementations of either of those ideas.
There’s a ton of stuff I’m forgetting at this point, but if you really had to take a few simple things away from #wcnyc, let them be: Elastic is awesome, everyone is using Thematic, no more MU past WP3.0, and if you’re a developer looking for paid work, get familiar with BuddyPress, STAT.
I’m already looking forward to 2010 (assuming that Jane and Steve have fully recovered by then… *grin*)
It has come to this:
REAL VAMPIRES DON’T SPARKLE. But what do real mummies and monsters do?
I’ve run through the winners from the last round of Wave invites and was pleased to note that I received a slew of new ones in my Inbox this morning. I’ve sent out the invites for folks who were left over from that round, so we can consider that particular contest closed. (The answer was “Amish Paradise”.)
So, let’s try this again.
I’ve got 20, count ‘em, 20 Google Wave invites for folks who follow @zamoose over on Twitter and can answer the following question:
What is the name of the lucky, lucky, lucky little boy that gets to drink from the firehose and what did he find in the oatmeal?
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