So meanwhile, it's picture time! While I'm up here in lovely Beaverton, OR, I have spent all my time turning a conference room into a prototyping lab with an engineer visiting from Belgium and an engineer visiting from Italy and an engineer who now lives in Oregon but grew up Chinese in Vietnam and a project manager from Boston who occasionally pokes his head in so he can write status reports. It's fun, this gig, except it's all we do. No goofing off.
Though there is art in everything, these images challenge the notion.
What are we making? Well, it's ... we took the ... there's this new ... um ... I'll just keep my job, thanks.Down and over a few streets is the Nike world headquarters. The company hands out shoes to its loyal workforce. Every lunchtime little packs of joggers dash along the crosswalks all over the neighborhood. The entrances to the campus look like the entrance to Disneyland: Exquisitely landscaped berms part to allow the road, a train trestle-like running track crossing overhead. I expected to see The Swoop planted in petunias, but maybe that's just in spring.
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You'd better be careful, Don! Jen will be along any minute now with the weenie warning. It does sound like you're about to weenie, actually. I had a brief weenie thought last night after rereading the utter shite I wrote yesterday, but I'm too scared of Jen to seriously consider it. Keep that under your hat, pls.
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