Now I know why I don’t make progress some times.  There is an infinite loop in my design.

Courtesy xkcd.

Empathy: The capacity to recognize emotions that are being experienced by another sentient or fictional being.

Will we ever be led by robots  – with or without empathy?

I doubt that anyone has ever accused Larry Ellison of being a robot.

Do you remember when email was mysterious, even odd?  Quite a thought while we wade through our jam packed email inboxes every day.

Thanks to i09’s “Hilarious and Awesome Computer Ads from the Golden Age of PCs.“

Within the past week, two commentaries on email popped up on my screen. The Dilbert strip set the stage …

 

… Drummond Reed offered the solution:  “Please Send Wicked Simple Email.”

After a wickedly clear setup …

After 20 years of averaging a third of every working day doing email, I realized I could save hundreds of hours a year—and collectively we could save hundreds of millions of hours a year—by just writing wicked simple email.

… Drummond offered five wickedly practical recommendations

1. Treat the Subject Line as a Tweet
2. No Sigs
3. Reply Inline Whenever Possible
4. Hold Deeply Threaded Conversations Elsewhere
5. One Screen Max

Reading the details is well worth your time. Thanks, Drummond, for excellent suggestions. 

My Dad once told me, “If you keep your eyes and ears open, you’ll learn something new every day.”

Today, I stumbled across that new thing on Twitter.  Thank you @rmogull, for pointing out @451wendy‘s blog, “Idoneous Security.”

What a great word! It describes just how much security we need – the appropriate amount.  Not too much, not too little, just idoneous.

Plus, for good measure, Wendy’s blog post today was hilarious.

Pastebin reported this morning that a repository of all credit card PIN codes had been leaked.  Here is a small sample of the leaked data.

The big question is, “To change, or not to change my PIN?”

Finally, a solution to big data breaches …

Remember the Mercury Comet from way back in the day?

I hadn’t thought of that car in ages, until I rode home in a taxi last Thursday evening.  The taxi driver had this sign in the window:

The taxi wasn’t a Comet, but the phrase “Don’t Vomit in My Comet” jumped into my mind and wouldn’t leave.  I guess that shows you what odd thoughts I have from time to time.

More odd thoughts … I just learned on Wikipedia that a reduced gravity aircraft, a type of fixed-wing aircraft that provides brief near-weightless environments in which to train astronauts, conduct research and film motion pictures, has been called a “Vomit Comet” by people who have experienced it.

There you have it for tonight!

Have you ever given a presentation and felt like this?

What about this don’t you understand?

Do you suffer from the malady of Exclamation Point Excess in social media?  I do!  But  I had never realized the effect of it all on Eddie the Exclamation Point, until today …