Today is my mother’s birthday; she’s 78.
My mother is healthy and vibrant. I love the story of how she went to the gym a couple of years ago and overdid it a little — okay a lot. She passed out. The staff was attending to her and pulled out her wallet to check her identity (or medical status) and decided that the woman in front of them couldn’t be the one in the driver’s licence: “She’s not 76!”
My mom didn’t finish high school. Yet she managed to have a career as a secretary before becoming a full-time mom. She writes extremely well and when I read her stuff I realize that I gained my love of expression from her.
She’s also very religious and I think I disappoint her because I cannot accept most of what organized religion stands for. (There is hypocrisy inherent in: “do unto others… until it offends your sensibilities and then crush it.”) But I appreciate what her faith has brought her and the way her love has taught my sister and me to spawn off two whole families full of grandkids.
Happy Birthday Mom. I love you.
t spin on that at IBM, and state one of our core values as “dedication to every client’s success.” I am proud to be part of an organization that consistently goes above and beyond when business conditions dictate such a response.

I hope to run with this idea someday: Assemble a small, focused team to evaluate and eradicate poor user interfaces. It will take significant buy-in from the people affected. For one thing: people who write user interfaces might not like the added scrutiny. My philosophy is that everything — even the best things — can be improved.