Mar 272016

Today, during lunch at Muze, my iPhone started to vibrate. I checked out the number calling me – it was Morton, who regular readers of this Web log will remember as an inveterate, peripatetic minion of Big Software. We go back a long way, and he’s a friend, of sorts. Tom: Holy smokes, Morton, where have you been? Morton: Since we last spoke? All over Silicon Valley. Tom: So you’re not with Yahoo anymore? Morton: Yahoo’s doomed. Tom: Glad to hear you finally figured that out. So where are you working now? Morton: Microsoft. Tom: No kidding? They took you back? Morton: No doubt about it, I did learn some… useful things while I was away; and they realized that. […]

Mar 082016

Saturday night, I met Cerise at the Round Robin Bar for cocktails prior to attending a show at the nearby Warner Theater. In retrospect, maybe we should have gone to the Old Ebbitt Grill or POV instead, because the Round Robin turned out to be a total zoo of drunken Republicans, crying in their beer about Donald Trump. Well, some of them were crying in their beer about him, actually, but most of them had gone quite a bit farther than that. “Don’t look now,” Cerise whispered to me as we waited for the bartender to serve us, “but I think that guy over there in the corner is banging his head against the wall.” “Oh yeah,” I replied, “I […]

Feb 212016

On Saturday, February 13, 2016, while on a hunting trip at the Cibolo Creek Ranch in Texas, Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia finally did what many people – mostly liberals, of course – had been wishing he would do for three solid decades. He laid down and died. I subsequently spent three hours of my Sunday afternoon on the telephone with my dear sister Rose’s husband, Hank, and his sister-in-law, Shannon, discussing Scalia’s demise. As regular readers of this Web log know, Hank and Shannon are highly conservative Catholics, just like Justice Scalia was, and their first reaction to reports of his passing was one of extreme, conspiratorial hysteria. As far as Hank and Shannon, hunkered down in their survival […]

Feb 012016

Last Tuesday morning, I was visited by Dr. Singe Saleté, Federal Policy Consultant to the Michigan Department of Environmental Quality. “I’ve been waiting nearly a week for an opening in your schedule,” she complained as she seated herself in the chair immediately in front of my desk. “It appears you are a very difficult person reach. Is it always this hard to see you?” “The last ten days have been especially tough,” I explained. “Because of the snow storm, everyone with an appointment on Friday the twenty-second wanted to move it to one of the days earlier in the week, and everyone with a Monday appointment this week wanted to move it to today or tomorrow. The inherent chaos created […]

Jan 132016

As soon as Gretchen and I arrived at the office on Monday, she began receiving requests for a telephone consultation. “It’s some woman claiming to represent the Ted Cruz presidential campaign,” Gretchen explained, “who says her name is Ellen White.” “Would that by any chance be Ellen Gould White?” I asked. “Let me check,” Gretchen answered. “Yeah, she says that’s her all right.” “Okay,” I replied, “in that case, book her a free telephone consultation in the first available slot today.” “That Chinese capital markets expert from the World Bank scheduled to start ten minutes from now just canceled,” she informed me. “His secretary called and said he’s ‘not feeling well enough’ to come in and meet with you today. […]