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daerr is visiting, currently sacked out on the couch. He has the power to sleep at will, an enviable ability and apparently one that a lot of people possess. (Do you?) It's useful for him tonight, since we both need to hit the road at dawn tomorrow for a business conference. I'm still hours before my sleepy-time comes around, though... fooey.

For this reason, spent way too much time today learning how to make business cards. I made the mistake of thinking that the people working in the Kinkos -- a service I haven't tried using before -- would have broad expertise in document hacking. No... they're just a bunch of earnest InDesign monkeys, not comfortable wandering from the application-specific templates and incantations they know. None could help me take an EPS of a business card design I threw together in Illustrator and lay it out onto a nice Avery card template.

I have finally done it by myself. In theory I could tromp down to the 24/7 Kinko's in Harvard Square right now to print these out in color, but, fooey... grayscale's good enough for tomorrow. It's less a networking event than a seminar, anyway. I'll make sure I'll have nicer ones for the more networky adventures later this month.

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I picked up a paperback copy of A Storm of Swords, overriding the yar-matey version I've been reading. Exiting the bookstore I noticed that the NEED TO EAT-sign guy appeared to have a copy of A Clash of Kings on the top of his stuff pile, folded open. He was talking to another guy, and I wonder if I would have had the gumption to go up and talk to him about the book if he weren't, so surprised was I.

So yeah, three books in and the story can be justifiably summarized as page after page of the author gleefully feeding characters into the meat grinder. It's still far from the hopeless doom-spiral of Hobb's middle books, but man, it's rough going, and gets uncomfortable pretty quickly for me. I'll keep slogging on for now, despite the fact that the title of the next book suggests that things are only going to get worse...

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Played a game of Barsoomite Go against zarf tonight... on Volity. Holy craaap. Look at the pretty screenshot. Found a lot of bugs but I cleverly told him to go fix them. Everyone likes fixing bugs.

(Or should I say "played against radiotelescope"? Both seem wrong, for different reasons. Leave it to this guy to incite cognitive dissonance about something so simple as LJ names.)

First client release soon, very soon. Oh-dot-one, bay-bee.

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Felt kinda bad after my very first in-person shootdown from an angel group rep (I know, get used to it, kid) but overall this conference was a net-positive experience. Looking forward to doing more soon.

Lots of thinking to do in the meantime, and talking, and reading and rewriting.

And hacking, and playing.

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The thing I feel worst about, actually, is the realization that when people saw our company name and asked us what we did, at least some of them were expecting us to be VC, and O how their hopeful smiles would melt when they got hit with YA-tech startup pitch. One person finally made this clear, and suggested we take the word "Ventures" out of our name. Doh. Well, this is what DBAs are for.