After being threatened with rain every day this week, and enjoying days of balmy 75 degree sunshine, precipitation finally materialized yesterday evening. Today it's gray, cooler, and rainy. I don't mind. We have a serious need for moisture.

That little bunny I saw huddled under a bush, looking drenched and depressed, might not agree. It's his own fault. If he'd moved two feet to the left, he'd have been under a perfectly good tree with needles thick enough to keep it completely dry underneath. If he'd moved two feet to the right, he'd have been inside the edge of the parking garage, shielded from both rain and wind. But he just sat there, looking pathetic. Rabbits are so stupid.

Gidget and TeamChaos are in a tizzy today. Someone discovered that a competitor is running Webstrainer ads with our name in the title--so when you search for our company, their ad comes up, looking like they're an affiliate of ours. People are sending out emails right and left, demanding that this practice cease and desist. (I'm having a little difficulty explaining to TeamChaos the difference between using someone else's trademarked name in the title of an ad and using it in your search keywords. There's a subtle, but legal, difference.)

And now, Gidget is in with Vela and Jason, presenting the Next Level Plan. I'm on a few tenterhooks and won't know how it went for at least an hour.

OpieGirl is having her interview today or tomorrow (Gidget wasn't sure), so I'm rooting for her and sending positive vibes her way as well.

I have so many fingers crossed today that it's hard to type.

Dum-dee-dum-dee-dum.

I've reviewed so many of the Argonuts' accounts already this week that I can't touch any of them again until at least Friday and next week sometime would be better. I have 30 minutes worth of leads to enter into the monthly spreadsheet. I can fritter away an hour or so loading the Argonuts' campaigns up with new search words I thought up this morning.

Other than that, I'm pretty much at loose ends for work that needs to be done this week.

I have an analysis of the web traffic generated by search engines for each of the Argonuts' websites that I could stare at. I'm not sure what, if anything, there is to be learned, but if nothing else I might be able to produce some kind of chart or graph from the material--something with the sort of colored bars and lines that convinces the recipient that they've just received valuable information. I loathed chart-making back when I first started working on computers, but that was Lotus on DOS. Today's Excel makes charting fast and fun!

Which reminds me--prepare for a depressing moment--they're upgrading us to Office 2007 next week (which is not depressing) and there are "training classes" to explain to all of us mouth-breathers what the differences are and to reassure us that we'll survive the transition (which is). If I have to sit through a class on how to use Word or Excel with a bunch of clueless novices? There may be bloodshed.

I sent Bert an email, declining to participate. We'll see what happens.

I'm working hard today to find things to actually say today. I hope you're noticing, because maybe bunnies and boredom aren't riveting reading (serenity can be blah for the spectator), but I do think effort should be acknowledged.

Oh! But! I almost forgot to tell you! (I'm! So excited! And exclamatory!)

I got an email from Her this morning. She found herself a new job! (She can call it "getting into the health and healing industry" if she wants, but a receptionist is a receptionist and a spa is hardly "health care" to anyone outside of Boulder or Berkeley.) Bernie is going to have to move fast to interview and hire someone--she's giving him a strict two-week notice.

And did I mention before that he was talking to her about closing up the office (to save money) and moving it to the basement of his house? I wonder if that's still his plan? I mean, he actually landed a couple of decent-sized jobs late last year. Unless he went completely mental and bid each of them for $10/hour or something, the company should be doing well financially.

Gossip, gossip, gossip. I can't wait to find out--I should call Her or maybe Buehler and see what the news is.

I'm seeing friends this weekend, but from the fandom side of life, not the mundane side. I'm sure there will be gossip and goodies, but I don't anticipate drama.

I think I'll experiment with my writing style. For the next few entries, I should compose all of my text for dialogue--vocabulary and sentence structure to be spoken instead of read.

I don't know why. Maybe just a passing urge to use this blogging time in a more productive way?