Author: John

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Job search timeline


Here's a timeline and commentary about my recent job search. I hope it’s useful to others. 2021-12-09: I decided it was time to look for a new job. I wasn't yet clear about the desired position, industries, or company attributes. I had possibilities for each but they weren't crisp nor prioritized. The clarity would come … Continue reading Job search timeline →

My last day at CMB


Tomorrow is my last day at Coffee Meets Bagel.It’s been a great five years. I helped move the company forward, had fun, and learned some new technologies.I’m taking two weeks off and then starting a new adventure. To be continued!

To Kill a Mockingbird


One of the greatest scenes and lines of all time: “Jean Louise. Jean Louise, stand up. Your father’s passin’.” — Rev. Sykes (Bill Walker) from “To Kill a Mockingbird”

Ember customer service


I've had a 10 oz. Ember coffee mug for years. A friend gave it to me as a Christmas gift. If you don't know what an Ember mug is, it's a mug with a built-in rechargeable battery, heater, temperature and accelerometer sensors, colored LED status indicator, and Bluetooth. And it has a smartphone app. Your … Continue reading Ember customer service →

LinkedIn swamp


Good grief. Racism and right-wing bigotry is on the rise on LinkedIn. Some of the espoused views are morally repugnant. Has it been there for some time and I’m noticing it only now?

Great moments in LinkedIn


On posts celebrating the ascendency of powerful female politicians, some LinkedIn users are commenting that Kamala Harris is a prostitute who “advanced her career on her back.” Classy.

Idle hands surfing for memories


Occasionally when I’m bored, I’ll search the web for past friends, girlfriends, teachers, or employer news. Sometimes I find a heart-warming nugget. Last night I stumbled upon a Facebook group about my elementary school, West End Elementary. It had do-you-remember posts about teachers, some of which spilled over into discussions about junior high and high … Continue reading Idle hands surfing for memories →