Hi folks. Kevin here with a little request.

I’m working on the Photo section of my portfolio site (kevinwelch.net), and Ihave a little request for assistance.I have some photos already picked out for this section, but I want you, the readers, to help with a few others. Download this zip file, and pick out 9-12 images that seem especially striking to you. You can delete the remaining images. I’m only interested in the ones you like.

Then, email the zip file containing your picks back to me. It’s that simple.

Thanks, and have a great day.

It all started out innocently enough.

Me and a receptionist in a small lobby. There is a table, 3 charis, and a faux plant. She hands me some paper work to fill out. I reach for my pen.

With the forms signed, and the information given over, I am led into a room with 3 desks.

There’s going to be a Test. I see that clearly now. I have no way to avoid it. I if run, then I may never get this chance again. Too deep to back out now. I steel my self for the inevitable. For the Test.

It was conceived first by a group of NASA engineers. They were working late at the Jet Prooulsion Lab outside of San Francisco, when the idea struck them: Create a test so diabolically hard, yet so seemingly benign as to trick unwary job applicants into giving over their sanity. The concept was brilliance in pure liquid form. The execution, however proved to be more, problematic.

The fist sign of the troubles to come occurred on a Wednesday. Tim, an intern new to the JPL, was working on the Test. He didn’t read the instructions. And the Test not only knew that, it was glad. The Test was a hungry. It wanted to feed.

Half way through his first session, Tim used a keyboard shortcut. The test doesn’t allow for keyboard shortcuts. The trap had been sprung, and Tim was already caught, and he didn’t even know.

You see, the Test isn’t just a simple evaluation. It is all that is wrong with modern office design. The Test makes it OK for people to use idiotic PowerPoint templates. It fuels the desire to add clickable icons that play music in the background. It fans the flames of fly-in text. It uses standard clip art.

I speak of the test because I know that I am in it’s grip. I could feel the jaws of the mighty beast slowly closing around me as I worked through the pseudo interface. I know what I am becoming, and I can do little to slow it’s progress. To say nothing of halting it. The PowerPoint Skills Evaluation Test has me. Soon, I’ll want my animated dog-wagging-its-tail GIF imported and flying around the screen in a spiral motion. I’ll use white Arial on pale yellow backgrounds with a green drop shadow. I’ll cut and paste entire articles from Wikipedia into a single slide. It has taken me. I can not fight it.

Woe to you, Job Seeker. Be mindful of the PowerPoint Test. It knows when you are weak. It knows that you are unaware of the animation options. It will stalk you and hunt you until you are unable or unwilling to put up any resistance.

It sees.

It knows.

It hungers.

I’m looking for a job. Most people know that, but 1 of might not, and since there’s a readership of about 9 people on this blog, that’s 10% of my readership that was uninformed. I just couldn’t have that, now could I? Read the rest of this entry »

You see, kids, not having a job really gives you some free time. You can do odd little bits of work here and there, and that will make it so you can pay the bills. You don’t have to wake up at any certain time, and you don’t have to deal with co-workers who don’t know how to do simple tasks that should require no more than common sense and the ability to read simple words like “This End Up”.

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Ok, as part of this new blog of mine, I’m going to throw in a quick recipe here and there. Those of you that know me know I like to cook, so here’s something you can do as a simple spaghetti dinner that will make you look pretty good in the kitchen.

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