Up tonight working on deploying a new version of our OTA software to a regional cellular provider who will remain anonymous. Since my wife is a troop leader and both my girls are Girl Scouts, I’m surrounded by crates and crates of cookies right now. I’m eating haystacks at the moment. I know they changed the name, but I’m calling them haystacks.

I wonder who makes these cookies? They sure are good. My dog got into a box of haystacks yesterday - ate a half a pack before we stopped him. That dog sure was acting strange afterwards.

I try to imagine I’m doing worthwhile work, like Richard Feynman at Los Alamos, when I’m working one of these windows. I wonder if the boys in the Manhattan Project ate Girl Scout cookies when they designed the first atom bomb. Not very likely.