- Federated Media Goes All Virtual, Yo.
At my old job when they'd pass the birthday card around I'd hold onto it longer than most--fretting over what I was going to say and reading what other people had written. They always wrote wonderfully personal sentiments that I could never match. My friend Brian would usually write something border-line offensive/incredibly funny. You could tell he just wrote it off the cuff and without thinking, yet it was always so apropos and clever. People would later remark about how funny Brian's comment was.
Eventually the company got bigger and the birthday card passing was phased out. If you wanted to you could go downstairs and sign the card they'd leave on the table, but I was thankful I didn't have to participate anymore. I always wanted to say just the right thing, and I'd spend so much damn time trying to come up with something, eventually (sometimes after a whole day) I'd wuss out and write "Happy Birthday! Andre".
Even then I'd torture myself over whether I should put the exclamation mark in and whether a comma would sound too insincere. "But is the exclamation point too festive?" I would fret. Then, after I wrote it and handed it to the next person, I'd wonder if everyone was thinking I was mildly retarded since I basically just yelled happy birthday on a card that said "Happy Birthday" on the front.
So at FM everyone is incredibly supportive and friendly. When the sales group lands a big sale there is a nice flurry of CC'd email congratulating them and jokes about the beer being on their tab tonight. I usually find myself panicked that I don't have anything to say. "Hooray!" sounds silly. "Way To Go!" just isn't me. I want to join in but when I realized I have just spent 10 minutes trying to come up with something more than "Woot", I give up and go back to work.
Today I tried to congratulate someone with an "off the cuff sounding but really not that off the cuff because I spent 5 minutes on it": "WTG, _____!" (Way To Go) message of support for their hard work on some data for a presentation. The reply was, basically: "I didn't do that, your boss who you CC'd did."
More later on where I did go.
Uhhh...of course... Jason's done a lot more than just having run that chat site. :) I was just excited to be working with someone from those days. Next up we'll be bringing the CrashSite folks, Rebecca Rachford from Bossanova.com, and Derek Powazek...
A few days ago I started noticing a crackle + hiss in my headphones. Thinking they were broken I tried them out on my laptop only to realize it was the headphone jack on the front of the G5 (the same G5 I dropped down some stairs).
I researched a few of the USB sound cards from the usual suspects (Griffin, Creative) only to decide on something put out by a company that received nothing but high-praise from everyone who had dealt with them. HeadRoom (located at headphone.com) seemed to be selling exactly what I wanted, though for a bit more than I had intended on paying.
I just received the Total BitHead today and it's worth every penny. It set up right out of the box, came with the necessary USB cable, and delivered a full and dynamic (I realize this sounds like a cliché-filled, paid review) sound. Before if I wanted to hear the all the bits of music I had to just turn the volume up, now it seems like everything is accented and more real sounding.
I haven't ran it through my iPod Nano, and I probably won't be carrying it around that much considering it's slightly too big for my pockets, but it's nice to have the option, especially for my laptop.
Totally worth buying. I am not a golden-eared, audio-phile who goes all wobbly at the idea of a glass-plate turntable, but I know what sounds good, and this sounds great.
37signals asked a bunch of web developers to write some introductions to chapters and I was one of those asked. Of course, I realize they realize that I'd be linking back to them when it was all finished saying "holy crap, I'm in a book!" and well...holy crap, I'm in a book!
And, just to give 37signals their full money's worth, I won't even tell you what I wrote. You have to go buy your own copy.