Storytellers

Storytellers

I’ve always been fascinated with the concept of storytellers and how they’ve evolved over time.   I’ve been a heavy reader since first grade when I taught myself the basics.  I never really learned how to sound out words, I’d point to words and get someone to say them and I learned to recognize the shape …

Hiring Games Part 2: The Perfect Candidate

Part 1 is here if you missed it. First off let’s agree on this: there is no such thing. The rockstar / high performer will have zero social or soft skills. The rock steady consistent performer probably won’t wow you with their ingenuity. The friendliest most agreeable most likeable person will probably be useless. This …

On roots…

I’ve sort of been procrastinating which shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone frankly. Writing is hard, mkay? Two years ago today I was on vacation in San Diego. At the precise hour of this writing in fact I was in my interview of a certain large Japanese gaming company; it had been bumped from …

Hidy ho there…. neighbor?

Aren’t neighbors great? One of the highlights of apartment living for me is the opportunity to have so many close neighbors. Where else but an apartment complex can you pay extra for the ability to share walls with someone else? Not in them thar fancy houses, no sir! I personally think that’s why most mortgages …

Ants in the pants

Ants in the pants? ANTS IN THE PANTS?! YOU SONOFABITCH! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO GET ME THE RED MEGAMAN YOU CHEAP PIECE OF CRAP I HATE YOU! -Cartman (Damien, 1998) My very first exposure to SouthPark so many years ago was this episode; Damien the son of Satan comes to earth to herald he arrival …

Not so fat Albert

Albert was the first neighbor we met after moving into the new place. Albert was roughly middle aged and didn’t really seem to fit in well. He drove a beat up Cadillac when he left his apartment which was rare, and he continually left his door open and blared hip hop music over the parking …

A Moving Story, Part 3

Part 1 of the story is here. Part 2 of the story is here. So the stage was set. Steak? Check. Booze? Check. Friends? Check. Lots of shit needing to be unpacked? Check. I was forgetting something… Oh right. I didn’t own a grill. Grill/groceries/booze and two hours later we were ready. Park and Michelle …