I had a skin biopsy last week (benign). It left me with two stitches and a colorful bruise. When Wes saw the sutures, his eyes opened wide. “WHAT,” he asked, “is THAT?”
I explained that the doctor wanted to look at my skin under a microscope to make sure it was healthy. It was, so he stitched me up so it would heal. No big deal.
Wes ran to his room and came back with a bandaid, which he unwrapped and placed, gently and precisely, over the wound.
"Thank you, sweetheart," I said. "That was so, so thoughtful."
"No," he said, shaking his head. "I just didn’t want to see it anymore."
Next week, I’m turning 40.
I hadn’t given it much thought until the odometer in my old Subaru rolled past 100,000 recently and I realized: I can probably get another 100K out of her, but the quality won’t be the same.
There are scratches and dings on the exterior, cracks and grime under the hood. Parts could start to fail without any warning. One day, I’ll be driving along and BOOM, the engine will quit and that will be it.
Maybe I’ll splurge on a new car this year. Happy birthday, me.
That other clunker, I’m stuck with.
Then again, she’s in pretty good shape (solid bumper, I’m told). Scratches and dings aside, I have every reason to believe the next 40 will be even better than the first.
Maybe clunker is the wrong word. A classic?
If you want a job in media, technology or a related field, make learning basic computer language your goal this summer. There are plenty of services—some free and others affordable—that will set you on your way. Teach yourself just enough of the grammar and the logic of computer languages to be able to see the big picture. Get acquainted with APIs. Dabble in a bit of Python. For most employers, that would be more than enough. Once you can claim familiarity with at least two programming languages, start sending out those resumes.
Here’s the thing about buying online ad space and setting it to auto-post alongside stories tagged “travel.”
Kirk McDonald: Sorry, College Grads, I Probably Won’t Hire You - WSJ.com
This is great advice. I know it’s great advice because I’ve heard it half a bazillion times in the past year. I’d love to teach my journalism students some of these skills, but first I have to learn them.
If you know what McDonald means by “the grammar and logic of computer languages” (I do not), I could use your help. Got any specific recommendations? Where should I start?
Almost all of the college students in my Mass Communication class were born after 1990. They grew up with Internet-connected computers in their homes and elementary schools. Most had their own cell phones before high school.
Yesterday I asked them how good they think they are at multitasking. Most said “very good.” A few said “somewhat good.” One said “terrible” (that may have been me).
Then I showed them the first 15 minutes of this Frontline documentary called Digital Nation, where reporters interviewed researchers at MIT, Stanford and UCLA who said, essentially, we do better when we focus on one task at a time. As one scientist said, “Multitaskers are worse at everything.” They also said that we’re in denial about it.
Afterwards, I asked the students if the documentary made them question their ability to multitask. Every single one of them said no. Their explanation: the studies and/or reporting must have been biased.
Their reaction surprised me, so I’d like to do an entirely unscientific follow-up survey here. Two questions for you:
☛ lisasho on the road: Baby Steps
- Were you born after 1990? (Y/N)
- How good do you think you are at multitasking? (very/somewhat/not at all)
It doesn’t matter if you like kids or even have some yourself, you’ve done this. We all have.
You’ve just settled into your seat on the plane, looking forward to doing a little bit of work, maybe taking a nap, when you spot them heading toward you. A family. With, oh shit, a *baby*.
Pro tip for traveling with babies: stow a 20-pack of ear plugs in your carry-on. As soon as you get situated, offer them to everyone around you. No one will take you up on it, but they’ll laugh and maybe hate you a little less.
For weeks, he’s been asking me to take him to “the park with all the climbing rocks.”
I finally figured out what he meant.
His favorite part of today’s Wine Rail Excursion on the Pacific Starlight: Somewhere between Paso Robles and San Luis Obispo, he looked out the window and saw the back of our train around the bend.
My favorite part: Pomar Junction’s 2010 Brooster Red Blend.