Clay Newton's quick bio: Clay Newton is an artist and designer, raised in the wine country's illustrious Napa proper. After spending three years as an apprentice of sorts at Richard Carter Studio, working at the French Laundry (pre- & post- Thomas Keller) and Trefethen Vineyards, he jumped the hills for Davis to attend the University, majoring in Art Studio with a minor in Sociology. His first kid, ZZ Anne Newton, was born in November 2005. Clay's technology career started in the bowels of the UC Davis IDEA Lab, where he studied under Randal Packer, Lynn Hershman, and Jon Winet. Jon later became one of Clay's close friends and collegues. In 1998, Clay started working for Eve.com which was really his indoctrination into the fast and furious dotcom mentality. When crumbled under the weight of idealab!, Clay was lucky enough to be able to cash into a house in yet another less-than-illustrious locale: Richmond (as of this writing in 2005, Richmond is the 11th most dangerous city in the US -- oooo scarey!) From Eve, Clay moved on to iEngineer which morphed into Assentive Solutions. When Assentive died a fiery death, Clay bounced over to Virage (2 hr commute hell.) After the third round of layoffs in 9 months, he shifted gears to Navis which tried to devour his soul but only took away a portion of his liver. In 2005, he joined Bank of America as a VP of Interaction Design. In the summer of 2006, Clay moved back to Napa and now telecommutes all the time.
White Screen of Death
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
New TLA of the DaySCfH Scope Creep from Hell: When a project adds about 30 new requirements when you are supposed to be completing detailed design.
Yesterday I saw the latest Time Magazine cover, emblazoned with the massive Reagan tear. Someone (it may have been me) asked, "Do you think it's fake?" obvious response: "Duh, I hope so, he's dead!"
"A 43-year-old German decided to settle his imminent divorce by chainsawing a family home in two and making off with his half in a forklift truck," Reuters reports. The man then "picked up his half with the forklift truck and drove to his brother's house where he has since been staying."
Like, outta NOWHERE Ok, maybe I am slow and behind the times or something. I am just minding my own bidness, digging through my huge directory of Sage subscriptions, and I hit a kottke post about BLDGBLOG. I'd been there before; I recall thinking it was fairly interesting.