Call Me Fishmeal.: “‘W’ has taken it in the teeth for his war on Iraq, but, to be fair, let’s look at Saddam’s Hussein’s rap sheet…”

MAKE Magazine: “The creator of MacGyver (Lee D. Zlotoff) challenges you to save a man stuck in a fissure filled with toxic gas!”

Beauty School Dropout: “My cousin Amber got these awesome sewing magazines out of her bag and starting passing them around.  I knew she had some cool job in New York, but I didn’t really know what.”

theshow: “rocks”

This has got to be one of the funniest Ze Frank shows ever. If you don’t know “the show” this is a great time to hop on board. Challenged by a reader, Ze heads to the shore and parodies abound…

Kotaku: “…we do recommend these rad sterling silver Space Invaders ones on Etsy at US $35 for a set.”

MAKE Magazine: “RavensBlight has a great collection of paper craft projects you can build for Halloween, I really like the mechanical bat (projects can be download/PDF)”

ken-jennings.com: “Maybe I was punk’d and the whole thing was some kind of confusingly high-concept performance art. If so, way to go Memphis! Many of my book escorts have been type-A suburban Beautiful People moonlighting from their real gig showing million-dollar homes or running some kind of adorable “boutique,” so the comedy stylings of these two amiable and bookish-but-slightly-helpless-in-the-real-world librarians was a breath of fresh air.”

Kotaku: “The whole thing felt a little unsavory, forced. It was like a bath house hook-up but instead of man sex there was Tetris.”

I haven’t written much original content in the last six weeks. I’m sorry about that. I started a new job at a new company, a place that’s smaller, more specialized and cares about it’s intellectual inventory–people. I’ve travelled more, trained more, and cared more in this job compared to my last. I’ve also realized two very important things.

I was a miserable and sometimes hateful person.

I am now a happier and joyful person.

I had convinced myself that my job and the work performance of others was the source of my personal discontent. It’s only when I left did I realize just how myopic I had become.

I’ve apologized to quite a few people in the last two weeks. I needed to.

My new job challenges me in ways that aren’t exhausting our pointless. The people I work with want me to succeed and not just because “the company” will do better. The feeling is hard to describe until you experience it.

The lesson from today’s weblog post: if you’re not happy, it’s time to do something about it. You’ll be glad you did. Get that new job. Sign those divorce papers. Clean out your garage. Sell that old car. Take your wife out on a date and really mean it.

I’m happy. If you’re still listening, thanks.