Casa Jonsson

Nils & Araceli’s home on the web, est. 2003

Bleeding for a friend

I had a liquid lunch today. I wish I could tell you I quaffed an Anchor Steam but instead I lay on my back watching red fluid dribble out of my left arm into a plastic bag.

Haute dogs! Get ya fresh haute dogs!

A stimulating discussion on culture is in progress at Tasty Tacos. Dig in!
I’m not worthy so much as to gather taco crumbs from under the table. The presence of an unwashed philistine such as myself in the kitchen may not make the tacos any tastier, but perhaps it makes the process more democratic instead of […]

Working for the government

I just got a jury summons. Like most people, I’ve never actually served on a jury. But I’m considering a career change to jury duty because the compensation is skyrocketing. Last time I got a summons it was from Harris County and they were going to pay me six bucks a day. Fort Bend County […]

When Harry became Sally

A stimulating discussion on culture is in progress at Tasty Tacos. Dig in!
[This is a reply to earlier posts at Tasty Tacos.]

Saving America’s software industry

Generally, I don’t have a lot of patience for Alan Cooper. He’s one of software’s more flamboyant personalities, and he often irritates me. I seldom know whether I agree with him or not because he has a penchant for provocative but vague rhetoric. His most recent piece in Visual Studio Magazine is a different story. […]

“We … build … ex-cite-ment … Cadillac??

Most people who know me know that I am not, primarily, an image-driven person. I pride myself on this, actually. It’s part of my image not to be image-driven.

Doppelgänger

I never met my mother’s father; he died of pancreatic cancer at age 62, a few months before I was born. People who knew him say that he and I would have got along very well.

My first blog

It strikes me that I, as a 31-year-old woman, don’t have many firsts ahead of me … at least not pleasant ones. But today, I participate in my first blog, the first time I open up my ruminations to the critiques of other ruminators. What’s funny about it is that so many of my blogging […]

You can say you knew me back when

I coughed this up today on the plane home from New Hampshire.
With insincere apologies to the business gurus who hawk their expertise in the SkyMall catalog.

Touring a haunted house

On vacation this week in New London, NH, I explored the old farmhouse on my family’s property. The structure dates from 1793 and is in the state’s register of historic places. Part of it has been renovated for apartment living (one of my cousins lives there with her husband), but part of it is still […]