Happy Birthday to Me

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At around 2 AM this morning, while I was having a rather strange dream about a Catholic priest in a rocket-powered wheelchair, I turned 34. Thirty-three is nice. For the first few months, you can take comfort in the fact that you're still on the tail end of your first third of a century on the planet. Thirty-four is definitely over that hump. Add to that the notion that nobody has offered me tens of millions of dollars for one of my marketing ideas and 34 can get a bit depressing.

But I'm keeping my chin up, especially knowing Lauren and I will see several friends and family members this weekend for a celebration.

Conversations Happen, With Or Without You

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Just a reminder to McDonald's that online conversation will happen with or without your participation, and that includes not only customers who might be talking about their experiences with McDonald's, but also employees. Earlier, an employee had posted some humorous "rules" for eating at her McDonald's. If you want to check it out, go here and click "earlier" until the post comes up. Alternately, Fast Food News covered it and has listed some of the rules here.

One of my favorites:

# Don't come into the lobby two minutes before we close. Chances are I've already cleaned, and it will only cause me to do unspeakable things to your (already stale) food.

Another classic example of how hyperlinks subvert heirarchy.