I have been camping twice in the last month. I believe that fills my 5 year quota.
No comments about I have been camping twice in t… yet Short Form Procedure for correcting stock counts screwed up by Automatic Procurement
This is the short form procedure for correcting Virtual Stock counts. This procedure was written to correct a specific problem; it may not work for other scenarios. For more information about the problem, read Virtual Stock – Virtual Hell. For a more detailed procedure with screenshots, see the links after the procedure.
…continue reading Short form procedure for correcting Virtual Stock
Virtual Stock – Virtual Hell
(tossed into the OpenERP file)
The Environment
- OpenERP 6.0.2
- OpenERP GTK Client for Windows 6.0.2
The Symptom
- Adjustments to Stock Quantity for a product result in dramatically inaccurate quantities in Real Stock and Virtual Stock
The Problem
(in this case there are two)
- Erroneous Virtual Stock counts are generated by Procurement associated with canceled Purchase Orders
- Erroneous Virtual Stock resulting from duplicate internal stock moves triggered by Receiving
I invested in a table and chair rental company in San Rafael de Oriente, San Miguel, El Salvador.
I’ve been investing $50 each month divided between two businesses on Kiva. Earlier this month I invested the whole $50 in one person. Decided to put in another $25 so that I could invest in two people this month also.
Next month I will have accrued enough in repayments to invest in a third business.
I made a new investment via Kiva in a small general store owner in Kautiala, Mali.
I’m really enjoying my Kiva investments so far.
I invested in a bakery in Iraq.
Rosa Mercedes Yallico Mayaute
(tossed into the Kiva file)
I invested in a toy and clothing store in Ica, Peru.
I invested in an internet cafe and computer repair shop in Beirut, Lebanon.
Nihaya Shteiwi
(tossed into the Kiva file)
I invested in a clothing store in Nablus, Palestine.
I invested in a a small farmer in Lebanon.
Presentacion Jesus Alvarez Areas
(tossed into the Kiva file)
I invested in a a pig farmer in Leon, Nicaragua
Habil Guliyev
(tossed into the Kiva file)
I invested in a a butcher shop in the Fuzuli region of Azerbaijan.
Odil Yahyoev
(tossed into the Kiva file)
I made a new investment in a livestock farmer in Tursun-zoda, Tajikistan.
We filed organization papers for Quintessential Mischief in September 2007. We already had 2 clients with a third about to sign a contract.
We did not have
- a logo
- a business card
- a website
We did have work, though. Lots and lots of work.
It’s April of 2010 and we still don’t have
I’ve been saying this for several months…not in the blogosphere, but in real life, and now there’s more obvious signs appearing.
Clues I’ve noticed:
- My friends mostly don’t post bulletins anymore
- My real people friends especially don’t post bulletins anymore
- Poetry slams, bands, and events aren’t using the events tool to invite me to events
- Random friend requests from people I’ve never met have dropped off significantly
- When I visit my friend’s profile, their comment conversations are stale and barely breathing
- Most of my friends don’t blog, don’t update their status much or make changes to their profile
- Facebook is much more active
- Livejournal! is much more active
- Myspace is a thing unto itself (no way to pull in feeds from anywhere, or send them out really).
- Every time I say “Myspace is dead,” the person I’m talking to agrees…my teen kids, colleagues, friends from junior high. Real people are SO over Myspace.
And now, additional warning signs from a higher level… a chunk of MySpace’s upper level execs just left to start a new company.
Theoretically, MySpace could turn this around. The site still has ample revenue and loads of users, but I don’t think that they will. They’ve developed a heavy-handed corporate culture that seems to make it impossible for them to be responsive to trends and the rapidly changing needs of their user base. Like the French, they’re always fighting the last war.
My thinking?
Stay light, think fast, move nimbly or suffocate under your own weight.
I learned to program about this time, on a computer rather similar to the ones seen in this news report.
Our modem was larger and clunkier, but I can remember dialing the computer (rotary dial) and placing the handset so our terminal (not a full computer) could talk to the mainframe computer across town. …continue reading Remembering the early internet
No wonder I couldn’t work.
Photo of Barbara's messy desk
Photo of Barbara's messy back table
Step One: …continue reading Clearing Desk Clutter
I used to have a super-anally organized office. Of course, that was in Oregon in a work space I’d used for six years. I’d had plenty of time to figure out what didn’t work in terms of furniture layout and organization of my tools around me. I knew exactly where everything was and where it belonged. It wasn’t difficult at all. Every object in my office, including the extra staples, had a well-defined, well-confined home.
Two years and three moves later, I’m working in absolute chaos. The problems this presents are always most evident when I have the least time to do anything about it…in the middle of a project. …continue reading Essential Organization
I finish websites before they’re used when I work for clients …the content is in place, the graphic design is finished… the website is a “completed” project (there’s no such thing as a finished website, but that’s another topic). My own projects never seem to develop that way.
I rarely have the time to devote forty or fifty hours in one block to my own projects. I installed this blog in early December of 2007 and as yet I haven’t had time to do anything else with it. I haven’t been writing on it because the graphic design isn’t ready and the rest of elegantcoders.com isn’t finished or ready for the public either. I’ve had lots of ideas, thoughts, rambles and rants, but none of them have made an appearance here because I keep thinking I should get the blog and website in shape before posting. …continue reading Content by the seat of the pants