Part of my time spent “running” a videoconference is also spent in observation. Not of the visual content, although the framing of each shot is important, but rather of the verbal content. I like to think that each of the participants is framing their own verbal shot.
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So, did I get the “whom” thing right? I think I missed that day in Grade IV, which took place in two provinces and left other holes in my education. Anyhow, that’s not the point. Today I had the new experience of being a client while my son was working.
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When you are a geek (self-admitted or not, recognized by all and sundry) you sometimes have days that are more interesting than others. We installed and tested some new gear today; a geek holiday, for sure.
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Lending a helping hand just isn’t worth my time, some days. I’m like most “Good Time Charlies”, willing to provide my “professional” advice at the best price around (free), but after a while, my attitude gets a bit like old vinegar: stinky and foul tasting. In nicer terms, I find that the attitude of some users is stifling my altruism.
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I know I’m not supposed to be obsessive about the weather, but what choice do I have. It seems that I’m doomed to live in winter. We are moving smoothly through our sixth month of snow. We now have as much as we did three weeks ago, despite the word “spring” on all the fashion flyers that end up in the newspaper box. In fact, today was downright unruly, and the day began with something strange and “off the wall”; a power failure.
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Two contrasting stories caught my attention today. The first was the announcement that Don Ho had died. For people of a certain age, he was the symbol of Hawaii. We didn’t know much about those islands, but we could all sing at least one song from there: Tiny Bubbles. And we knew about the ukelele, that tiny guitarlike affair that seemed to appear at the strangest of times on TV. Don Ho was an icon. No more tiny bubbles.
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That wasn’t said, but then some things don’t have to be. The “Town Hall” meeting did its daylong seminar, with about the expected numbers, and the search for consensus was the rule of the day. No shouting or shaking of fists in this group hug. We’re all in this boat together, so please don’t rock things would have been a great banner logo.
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In one of those twists of fate, I’m involved for the next couple of days as the technical delegate to a gathering of like minds. Now, they would never admit to such homogeniety, but if you take a group of sixty people who all have similar goals and come from the same sector, you don’t get a smorgasbord.
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Once upon a time, long ago, I went to stay with some relatives. A vacation, in family, where I learned to play rudimentary chess, care for a broody hen and fish in narrow streams. As well, I learned that not every request should be taken at face value, so this trip ranks up there on the curve of things we should learn before leaving home for good.
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