I mean, COME ON THAT’S AWESOME.
10 years after introducing 43 Things to the world, we have decided we have met our last goal: completing the incredible experience that has been 43 Things. Please join us in giving one last cheer to all the folks who have shared their goals with the world, as well as all the people who have worked at The Robot Co-op to build this incredible website. We won a Webby Award, published a book, and brought happiness to a lot of people.
Starting today, 43 Things users can export their goals and entries from the site. Starting August 15, we will make the site “read only”. 43 Things users will still be able to view the site and export their content, but we won’t be taking any new content from users. We hope to leave the site up for folks to see and download their content until the end of the year. Ending on New Year’s Eve takes us full circle.
It has been a long ride (one of our original goals was to "build a company that lasts at least 2 years” - we beat that one!) While we wish the site could live on, it has suffered from a number of challenges - changes in how people use the site, the advertising industry, and how search engines view the site. We wish the outcome was different – but we’ve always been realistic about when our goals are met and when they aren't.
As of today, you will be able to download your goals and entries. See more about that on the FAQ page. Thanks for 10 great years of goal-setting and achieving.
- The Robots.
I mean, COME ON THAT’S AWESOME.
This is mostly for watching TV from hulu, etc., managing my iTunes library, syncing the iPhone, and playing casual games… all from the comfy couch downstairs.
Boy howdy it’s teeny.
I suspect I currently play guitar about as well as a sizable percentage of dudes who say they play guitar. I therefore call this’un done.
Not perfect, but so much more pleasant than the previous Motorola Q and Windows Mobile.
Only two more classes to go. Good thing I have a couple of months off; I kinda need the break.
The garage part of the garage is nice and tidy, and I could actually fit my car in there now. Awesome.
The workshop part of the garage looks like a cardboard bomb exploded therein. I can fix that, hopefully sometime soon.
The main enemy at this point is a little toy plastic thing with five colored buttons and the addictive feeling of total rawk omnipotence. I dance around like an idiot and make odd head movements like Kyle Gass from Tenacious D.
I’m signed up for a class next weekend. I’m not sure if I’ll survive, but I’ll give it a try.
It’s not the same as riding an actual bike on the trails, which I really love, but it’s definitely less wear on the body. For me, it’s more of a cardio workout, and there’s little chance of breaking any bones, which I tend to witness among my companions when I trail ride.
I’m signed up to spin twice a week, but I missed today’s class. Sadly, that meant that I ran a couple of miles on the street. In the rain.
(The rain was easily the best part.)
I’m sure it slips out from time to time, but there’s been a marked decrease, and for that, I’m grateful.
I need to write a few boring and practical web applications first. :\
Horrifying, but also fun, and not as bad as I’d suspected. Girls went “ooooh” and everything.
Two shows with the rockfellows so far, with a significant likelihood of a third. Hard to think that this is me I’m writing about…
I located a pullup bar not far from my garage at work this morning while running. Turns out I can do four pullups right now as an initial baseline. Maybe I’ll start trying to do pullups after work to improve…
I’ve rid myself of a 486, P-100, P-233, Apple 14” (!) monitor, and some old speakers. Feels like progress.
Not sure what got into me, but I took a class called ACCT 7000: Fundamentals of Accounting this past semester.
This was a complete shock to most people who know me.
Then there’s this fascinating turn of events: I got an A.
I might sign up for something else in the spring, because hey-why-not.
I’d forgotten about this, and I’m pretty certain that it’s too late to start, since I have zero words at the end of November 26. Maybe next year.
Time spent talking to a human in order to get new driver’s license: about 5 minutes.
Time spent waiting to talk to a human in order to get a new driver’s license: about 3.5 hours.
The mind boggles.
please please please please
I got my eyes checked out again today. Turns out that I still have eyes and they still don’t work just right. No surprises there.
This time, I’m going glasses shopping with my new prescription. My old glasses are starting to bother me.