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More Corporate Speak

Here’s another gem of a sentence from something I’ve been proofreading at work today:

The company’s growth initiatives rely on a “layer-and-leverage” strategy: layering new products and services onto a legacy infrastructure and leveraging the synergies that result.

“Leveraging the synergies?” Arg. That’s just… arg. There are times when I really hate working in the IT sector…

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Decisions, Decisions

Here’s another tidbit from my old Cinemark padfolio, a quote that I apparently found inspiring or at least interesting back in the day:

Writing, like film directing, is a matter of making endless decisions. Every word, every sentence, the order of the paragraphs — everything is a decision. There are an infinite number of possibilities in putting something together as you write. Because of this, if a person is not decisive, he will never write anything.

–Lawrence Kasdan

If the name isn’t familiar, Kasdan is a screenwriter and director best known for the ensemble dramas The Big Chill and Grand Canyon. He also wrote the screenplays for The Empire Strikes Back and Raiders of the Lost Ark, based on outlines by the Great Flanneled One. Click here for his filmography.

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My Goal List, ca. 1992

Writing last week about my Cambridge adventure reminded me of something I ran across as I was cleaning up after The Great Water-Filter Containment Failure and Basement Flood of 2006. It’s a padfolio, one of those cheap vinyl folder-thingies that you sometimes get as freebies at business functions, the ones that contain a mini-sized legal pad, a pen, and a pocket for miscellaneous papers. This particular padfolio is a souvenir of “Cinemark Customer Service University,” a corporate training session I attended during my old multiplex days. Yes, it’s true — my minimum-wage, name-badge-wearing joe-job at the movie theater required me to attend a half-day company pep-relly on how to become a better ticket-taker. As I recall, the path to usher’s nirvana basically involved more diligence in between-show lobby cleaning and never, ever questioning theater management about anything. As I further recall, this propaganda session and its breathlessly enthusiastic mantra of total obeisance to people who didn’t have as much on the ball as my pet duck was one of the final straws that convinced me it was time to start looking for a more grown-up occupation. (True story: the day I finally quit, I had to explain to my manager what I meant when I said, “I tender my resignation.” He’d never heard that expression before. And this was the guy I was supposed to bow and scrape to because he was my “superior.” Oy.)

Sour grapes aside, I’m not one to throw away free stuff, so, naturally, I used the padfolio and, naturally, I’ve still got it. And I’m sure by this point you’re all muttering under your breath, “Yes, fine, Bennion, we all know you tend to horde crap, but what has this got to do with Cambridge?” I was just getting to that…

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What’s Missing?

Are you suffering from a vague sense of aimlessness? A feeling that you ought to be gearing up for something big and exciting, but you can’t think of what it might be? Wondering why it seems like there’s something different about this spring than other recent years? Maybe these cartoons will help you figure out the problem:

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Ah, the memories…

[Ed. note: FYI and for the sake of doing it all semi-properly, those strips are from Mark Tatulli’s Heart of the City.]

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Cambridge Photos Now Online

I no longer recall — and my journals from the time do not record — exactly how or why I decided to go to England in the summer of 1993. That’s a rather significant decision. You’d think I would’ve written something about it, right? But, no, I was too preoccupied with girl troubles and trying to figure out what to do with my life. Just one more miscalculation of priorities for which I’d like to smack my younger self in the head.

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Attack of the Femputers

In my roamings on the InterWeb, I’ve seen lots of Web sites devoted to “case mods,” i.e., computer housings that are custom-built by their owners to be something more interesting and unique than the basic off-white rectangular box you get when you buy a new Dell. I think of case mods as the geeky equivalent of the hot-rod automobiles my dad and his friends love to build, a sort of folk art that enables the builders to express themselves through technology. I’ve seen some cool ones, too, everything from a TIE fighter computer with an integral desk surface between the wings to a PC built into an antique Philco television. But now I think I’ve seen it all:

It's a femputer!

Yes, that is exactly what you think it is: a mannequin of a pretty, vaguely anime-style girl in a bikini with a computer sticking out of her back.

While my first reaction upon seeing this was a vague sense of irritation — to paraphrase Cedric the Entertainer’s line from Be Cool, must you play into the stereotype (of the geek who can’t get a date)? — but the more I studied the photos on the builder’s Web site, the more I started to admire the craftsmanship and effort that went into this. The “girl” is actually pretty not-creepy-looking when seen from the front, and having your very own “femputer” (as opposed to a fembot) would definitely make for an interesting conversation starter. Assuming that you’re the sort who could get anyone to come over to the house in order to have a conversation, that is. (Hey, just because something is a stereotype doesn’t mean it isn’t true…)
I don’t know — I think I like it after all. And no, not just for the obvious prurient reasons. It really is a kind of art work, just like a cherry T-bucket. Go have a look at the site and see if you don’t agree. The text is all in Japanese, but there are lots of photos showing the construction of the, um, casing in exhaustive detail.

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If Microsoft Sold iPods

For the record, I harbor no particular animosity toward Microsoft, at least no more than I do for any other gargantuan corporation that seeks to dominate the universe. Nor do I have any unusual affection for Apple products — to be honest, I’ve never used any Apple products and find something vaguely disquieting about the evangelistic zealotry of devoted Mac afficionados. And while I am impressed by the technical capability of the iPod to hold an entire record collection (yes, I know I’m dating myself by using the term “record” instead of “CD”; that’s just me, though, what can I say?), I have thus far been insufficiently intrigued by them to actually go out and buy one. I’m just not that much of a trend-follower, I guess.
Neverthless, I can positively declare, based on my professional experience, that the following parody hits the nail on the head. And it’s funnny, too. Really. Even if you don’t get it, trust me, it’s funny. Just go ahead and laugh already…

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