The Bad New Days
One product of my youth and inexperience is that when people around me reminisce about the “good old days,” I almost invariably don’t remember when said days existed. For instance, in Montana, old ranchers always get together and remember the “good old days” when we had “real” winters; for reference, in my lifetime I have seen 3+ feet of snow on both August 22 and June 19, and I didn’t have a Halloween costume that wasn’t quickly retrofitted to work with snow pants until I was 13. I cannot, for the life of me, imagine how hellish the “good old days” must have been, given what they’re being compared to.
Um... Not So Much
Colleen McGarry, Six Apart’s office manager / house mother (the person who makes sure we don’t walk in front of traffic, who finds staplers for us when we’re holding them, and all those other things to make sure work happens occasionally around here), has to put up with a lot. I won’t disclose who mailed this letter… but I can assure you that I’ll be making fun of them shortly. :-)
Six Apart - They Haz Open
Six Apart has been for the last eight weeks an unbelievable ride in a variety of ways– the people, culture, and technology here are all just fantastic. Not only are 6A’s people some of the best anywhere, but they’re all amazingly friendly, and willing even to help answer the questions of a most definite n00b.