
The afternoon sun
Warm as we move to evening
My feet keep moving
Making Computer Systems Behave Themselves

The afternoon sun
Warm as we move to evening
My feet keep moving

On this summer’s day
Suns warmth moving gracefully
I remember spring

A quick haiku about today. I hope your day is going nicely.

Bathing in sunlight
These packages of summer
Biting into joy
The Joy’s of wandering the Farmer’s Markets.
So, one of my current projects is helping a non-profit get up and running. One of the things we need is an EIN (Employer Identification Number…the organizational equivalent to a Social Security Number). So, I go to the IRS page to request this, and keep getting the old “Can’t connect to the website. Please try again later” error. I don’t think too much of this, but after a couple of hours, it’s getting to me. So, I explore a bit and find this.
Really? A website that’s only useful during “business hours”? It’s a WEBSITE! Why on earth is this not available 24-7? I guess that there’s some manual approval that happens during the process. Even so, I should be able to apply and be dropped into a queue that’ll be checked Monday morning, or whatever. A website with office hours just boggles my mind.
Ok, this clearly is a 21st Century problem. But it’s just so antithetical to the zeitgeist.
Here’s a new Twenty First Century challenge I ran into today.
I need to mail a check. Nothing dramatic here. I know exactly where the check book is, address, etc. However, it took several minutes to:
a) find my envelopes
b) find a stamp (I think it’s the last one in the house, btw)
c) I never did find the return address labels that I’m sure I have
What strikes me with all this: at one place mailing stuff was so commonplace that I not only knew where these things were, I had used them recently. I realized today that I have mailed anything in months.
Subtle changes, these things. But substantive, nonetheless.

Upon this mountain
The clouds are protecting us
From brutal sunlight