Category Archives: Journal

This is me rambling about me, mostly. Current stuff: home, family, my head’s on fire… that kind of thing. This also includes everything imported from LiveJournal.

Thanks, guys.

I just want to publicly say thanks to the crew at the Keep last night. We didn’t end up RPGing. I had too much work to do to take a break to roll up a Mutants and Masterminds character. Still, everybody hung out for four hours after the store closed shooting several varieties of bull.

And as a result I was able to ink an entire week in one sitting there at the end of the table. I REALLY needed to get that work done. So… a big thank you to danwillis, Jason, Ari, Jeremy, and gearworks. It’s weird, but for some reason the inane conversations of geeks and gamers helps me work.

In related news, if anybody has a drawing table or drafting table they want to donate to The Dragon’s Keep in Provo, UT, I have it on good authority that they’ll carve out a corner of the store for me on a regular basis.

My Inner Product Manager

I made curry this morning, and wanted to share it with chalain over lunch. I figured it would be a good way to spend lunch, and since I haven’t seen him in weeks, it seemed like an easy “in.”

He agreed. I brought curry to his place of work, and arrived just in time for the “War Meeting” of developers there. The guy holding the meeting is a friend of mine, so I stuck around and ate curry while they talked about defect fixes, feature creep, and the rest of the stuff that I remember fondly from Novell.

I even contributed. My inner Product Manager can’t NOT contribute, as he gets out so very rarely these days. There was some discussion about how a customer request could better be met in different ways, but how the customer might be upset if the feature wasn’t implemented the way they’d asked. It’s a risky thing, second-guessing the customer, and it’s almost NEVER something you want to let the engineers do. But in this case the engineers had it right. The feature request exposed missing functionality, and by installing the missing functionality the request for the feature would either a) go away, or b) be solveable with a simple hook into the new functionality.

Rodney and Chalain and I stuck around for a bit after the meeting and talked. I envy Chalain just a little — he’s got skills that are in demand, and he’s working for a small, dynamic company that appreciates him. But I only envy him a LITTLE. His company has allowed the customer all the way inside the development process, so they’ve got institutionalized feature-creep and “two master” syndrome that makes serving God and Mammon look like nothing more than an unpaid parking ticket. In another state, on a University campus six years ago.

I’m glad I’m a cartoonist. My inner Product Manager is going back in his box now, and I’m taping the lid shut. He’s pretty bright as Product Managers go, but he never could fight his way out of a cardboard box.

–Howard

The health claims may be bogus…

The health claims may be bogus, but this is STILL good news.

CNN’s report on CocoVia from Mars Masterfoods is full of waffling about whether or not touting the health benefits of the flavonols in dark chocolate is wise. Me, I could care less. As long as more dark chocolate is AVAILABLE, I’m happy. If chocolate makers have to lie to fat Americans and tell us it’s health-food in order to get more dark chocolate on the shelves, so be it.

Because, hey… more dark chocolate on the shelves.

–Howard

Exhausted…

For the three days of LTUE I got up at 6am, made it to the symposium by 8am, and didn’t make it home again in the evening until around 8pm or later. I never got a nap, and went to bed each night with my brain spinning, threatening me with insomnia. A little melatonin ensured that I actually SLEPT between midnight and 6am the next day, and a little diet Dr. Pepper ensured that I stayed awake while at the symposium.

I was going to whine about this, until I realized that this is what some people do every day of their lives, only without the accolades and the whole “I’m enjoying my work” bit. This is why I need to be able to remain a cartoonist for the rest of my life. A little three-day taste of actual WORK, with the long hours, the fast food, and the commute is all I think I can take. Force me back into the traditional workplace where there are meetings and office politics on top of it all, plus the “no-end-in-sight” bit and I think I would wither and die.

Monday I’ve got piles of cartooning and book prep to do. And I’ve got about a month before I tackle my next 12- to 18-hour-per-day convention, which sounds about right. I can do this again, as long as I’ve got a month’s worth of daily naps and home-cooked food to shore me up.

–Howard