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standards of the current television golden age
Wednesday, December 7 2016
Gretchen left early this morning to go the Manhattan to begin two days of organizing work for her friend Wendy, her only remaining clutter-busting client from the days when that was mostly what Gretchen did for work. Meanwhile, I stayed home and put in a mostly-normal workday. It fell to me to walk the dogs, a task for which I didn't adequately prepare. There was a thin layer of wet snow on the ground, and I'd worn my old black Crocs, which have little in the way of tread and lots of ways of snow to work its way in. So not only was I sliding around on some steep topography northeast of the abandoned go-cart track, but my feet were also cold and wet. Adding slightly to the misery, though it was just barely 8:00am Pacific time, already work-related messages were appearing on the smartphone I was carrying should I suddenly find the need to track Neville. But Neville and Ramona stayed close, and it wouldn't've mattered had they decided to run off randomly in the forest; the weather had rendered the forest unsuitable for hunters.
I spent much of the workday building out a territory editor, allowing me to assign employees to different territories nested within a hierarchy. There was also a short, productive meeting that had been spawned by one of those phone messages this morning and related to synchronization of data between two databases.
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Later this evening, I watched a couple more episodes of Westworld, which I'm still not finding up to the standards of the current television golden age.
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