The Bus

The Bus

When the shit hits the fan (which it will, promise), it is so much easier to blame the contractors than it is for employees to take the blame…even if the shit is obviously theirs. So, as a contractor, you get very attuned to the approach of The Bus.
You hear it’s rumble.
You smell it’s exhaust, long before the actual bus appears.

The Failure of Analytics–Emotional Elections

The Failure of Analytics–Emotional Elections

The Failure of Analytics–Emotional Elections

THAT is why many people are waking up to a stark reality in America, and around the world as President-Elect Trump prepares to stroll into the White House. Emotion, not data, won the day.

Several months ago I stood in the dark parking lot of a closed gas station in small, south-central Utah town, filling a gas tank for that last stretch of a journey. Across the road an eighteen-wheeler pulled to a noisy stop and its driver climbed from the cab. He was proudly wearing a “Donald Trump for President” t-shirt. That moment was the emotional change for me because it created an emotional response in me.

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It could have gone (should have gone) much faster, been a cleaner process, but I’m a hired gun; I’m working in a team that is very unfamiliar with one another, and not every piece of our source material was ready–hell, some of it didn’t even exist! But, that’s why I was brought in; I know this stuff from the general to the most technical and I can teach it all, to anyone. This is going to sound terribly arrogant, but I am one of the very few people in the world who can do this type of work, on this scale, in this scope…on a world-wide stage.

r/photoshopbattles/ – DogShark

r/photoshopbattles/ – DogShark

FruitBat, you have been entered into the battle! The Photoshopbattles subreddit is a very interesting and fun place if you’ve got some skills. Even if you don’t have skills with photo editing and manipulation, the results are still damn entertaining....
Fall Inventory 2016

Fall Inventory 2016

Fall Inventory 2016

The light changes in September, takes on an edge and a hue that sets my nerves on fire; it’s always the beginning of darkness, reflection, and a certain amount of struggle. This year it’s a little different…life’s a little different because I’ve stopped fighting as much.

Let me assure my few readers that I am OK. This is a process

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