art depicting a human behind a bunch of transparent boxes, each with a pill in itThis piece of art was called something like “A society which refuses to acknowledge the soul is in a great deal of trouble”. I can’t remember the exact title because it was really long. But the art looked neat.

Friday morning, I sat down to eat breakfast and found out that I had no Net connection. I tried power-cycling the cablemodem a couple of times, and nothing changed. Wonder of wonders, I didn’t get a trouble ticket from work during the time my Net access was off. The modem finally got its act together about 10 minutes before I had to leave and get on the bus. Then Facebook did something odd to its 3rd party API without telling anyone, which meant that first a few features didn’t work for anyone, then those features didn’t work for anyone who was using Firefox. That was a pretty annoying hour and a half.

We all went out to lunch. I got fried rice, meatballs, and salad for $8, which is always tasty. I then got more problem reports, this time about a map location where the longitude in the database was off by several miles and that was making a map look completely stupid. It’s always something, isn’t it?

The lines from Moby-Dick that I read and liked on Friday are both Starbuck’s: “Let Ahab beware of Ahab; beware of thyself, old man” and “God, God is against thee, old man; forbear! ’tis an ill voyage! ill begun, ill continued; let me square the yards, while we may, old man, and make a fair wind of it homewards, to go on a better voyage than this.” Narrative necessity and his own personality compel Ahab to ignore Starbuck. How often are we in similar situations? How many Ahabs have you seen who refuse to listen to their Starbucks? Probably too many.