Friday, May 2

Just talkin' 'bout Shaft

Well not really. I don't have anything to say about Shaft, 'cept that he's one bad mutha. (Shut yo mouth!)

I figgered I'd just write some stuffs. Let's see - I've gone back to being a usability person / interaction designer, this time on the product side of Sprint's User Experience Design group. So I no longer work in a group with an awesome name like "Human Sciences Research," but it's fun to be back with the peeps I came into the company with. I feel like I'm really part of a team, despite the fact that Sprint is obviously... a little wobbly at the moment? But I think things are on the up. And I'm doing what I can to help with that, and sort of leading or heavily influencing this big important project thing that we're working on that includes the letter X. You know you're doing something important when it was the letter X in it!

This weekend me and the Tobias will chill mano y boyo (which means nothing) as Stephanie travels to a camping event to dance and do that stuff she does at camping events. I'm not much of a camper, myself. I'm a wussy city boy, though I do love "nature." As a kid, it never occurred to me that parks weren't very natural at all. I just liked the trees and fresh air. I never stopped to think that grass doesn't just grow like that. Maybe I'm just not so smart! Or maybe I was right all along and the earth is gravitating towards a natural ecological state where fescue covers 99% of the earth's non-aquatic surface.

Vive la fescue!

I've been packing up a lot of padded mailers and hand signing a lot of letters that I wrote in the third person. It's pretty exciting, actually. The padded mailers, I mean.

Chuckles Whittingtoppolis of NNHM and I played Tennis the other day. He sort of slaughtered me. But I guess I have an excuse since I haven't played tennis in over 15 years. The high point for me was when Chuck would hit these monster serves right into the net (a "fault," technically) and I would say things like "man, that would have been really hard to hit if that net wasn't there." Then we started doing these cartoony windups before we served - like swinging the racket around 5 times in the air before you toss the ball up. It ads a lot of power. I don't know why you don't see the pros doing it more. Decorum, I guess. Or simple incompetence.

The other night I went to a bar and chilled with two of my lady friends while one was groped by this really drunk guy who was at least twenty years older and kept talking about his ex-wife and how rich he was. I mean, I could see where he was coming from. If he had been groping me like that and offering to take me to his summer house in Mexico I don't know how I could have resisted! But for some reason, she wasn't interested. What's up with that? Maybe he was too subtle in his advances. She might have mistaken him as a salesman of some sort, or a financial advisor.

In other news - Steph and I played pinball tonight at Fric and Frac. That was pretty cool. I triggered the multi-ball mode. It lasted for at least 8 seconds, and was pretty awesome. That was a lot of balls!

And on that note.

- Jesse Kates / the Sexy Accident > listen on iTunes