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Larry Cadloff
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56-year-old IT geek, living in San Francisco and loving every minute of it
56-year-old IT geek, living in San Francisco and loving every minute of it

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Spontaneous memorial to the Orlando shooting, Castro and 18th
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Update: here's the completed Ingress in-game memorial to Leonard Nimoy.
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Ingress players in San Francisco are in the midst of creating a memorial to Leonard Nimoy within the game. It's not finished yet, but the core is done. Nicely executed.
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Just got a call on my cellphone from someone claiming to represent "the government", who informed me that I can claim a grant of $8500 for merely paying my bills on time and being a good citizen. There was no caller ID and the caller had a thick Indian accent. Was I too hasty in telling him that I wasn't interested in his scam, then hanging up?

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If you're not an Ingress player, feel free to ignore this. If you are... there's a humungous blue field covering a good chunk of the United States, extending from Hawaii to northern Michigan to southern Texas. Someone has done a lot of very careful planning and recruiting. No linking for me (or anyone else around here) until it dies.
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San Francisco last night from Pier 14.
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Damn, this was fun.

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Woke up this morning to find that our sea of green had been wiped out overnight, including portals that we'd held and nurtured for weeks. Bastards.
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Bizarre.

On my way home today I noticed that the transponder that opens the apartment garage door had fallen off the inside of the windshield; it's been very hot in the south bay, and the adhesive on the Velcro strips holding it had melted.

No problem, I thought; this had happened before. No doubt the device (about the size of a deck of playing cards, but half the thickness) was on the floor somewhere. I waited until I got off the freeway, and parked temporarily so that I could reach over and pick the thing up.

Except that it wasn't there. It wasn't anywhere. It had disappeared entirely. I poked around in the car for a half hour until I gave up. I left the car on the street, went up to the apartment and sent an email to the garage manager asking him for help replacing the thing. I didn't expect to hear from him until the weekend was over, but he called me well after 9PM and asked me to come down to the building office.

I picked up my jeans, which I had removed due to the heat, intending to put them on and head down to the office... and that's when I found the damned transponder.

Glued to my butt.

It had apparently fallen on the driver's seat, sticky side up, and it firmly clung to my derriere for hours. I didn't feel it, and it had been concealed by my shirt tail, so no one else saw it, either.

I feel like a complete dolt. But at least I can get into the garage.

I'm very happy to announce that I am no longer between jobs. Starting Monday I'll be working at Barracuda Networks, in a role that promises to be both fun and rewarding.
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