Two demotivational quotes
#Build a man a fire, he stays warm for an hour. Set a man on fire, he stays warm for the rest of his life.
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I complained I had no starter fluid, till I met a man who had no chain saw.
Build a man a fire, he stays warm for an hour. Set a man on fire, he stays warm for the rest of his life.
The Internet
I complained I had no starter fluid, till I met a man who had no chain saw.
At my day job, there's an email I need to send every week. Same subject, same message. The recipients stay mostly the same, though sometimes there are changes in the lineup.
I don't want to have to manually create this email every week. I want the computer to do what computers are supposed to do: remember and do stuff for me so I don't have to remember and do it.
We use Outlook 2016 on Windows 10. Outlook lets you create recurring appointments, recurring reminders, and recurring tasks -- but not recurring emails. Fair enough. The other recurrences only bother you, but sending recurring emails can bother lots of other people.
Because our workstations are locked down, I cannot easily install any macro or automation software that could help me with this situation.
So here are two solutions I cooked up using just the tools available to me from Windows 10.
The first one made me feel like the Professor on Gilligan's Island creating a catapult from bamboo and coconuts. The second one is plainer but gets the job done.
Neither of these are exhaustively tested or vetted procedures, so use at your own risk.
Create a contact group in Outlook containing the message's recipients. Let's call it Recurring email group.
If the recipients list changes in future, then you only need to add or drop names in this group and nowhere else. The email template we create next will still work fine.
Microsoft describes the procedure in more detail, but here's the short version.
By default, templates are saved to C:UsersusernameAppDataRoamingMicrosoftTemplates.
You can specify a different path but it's easier to just accept the default; if you specify a different path, make a note to yourself of the file's location because you will need the file path in the next step.
I couldn't believe this is what I had to resort to, but it was. God bless batch files. Still incredibly useful little tools.
@echo off
cd C:UsersusernameAppDataRoamingMicrosoftTemplates
start "C:Program Files (x86)Microsoft OfficerootOffice16OUTLOOK.EXE" "Recurring email template.oft"
There are many ways you could write the batch file; for example, I could have entered qualified paths to both the .exe and the .otl. In this case, I did what made sense to me to do.
Save the batch file to a folder on your hard disk. An obvious place is your C:Usersusername directory, but anywhere will do. Again, remember where you saved it because you need it for the next step.
Before you go any further, double-click the batch file and make sure it works as intended (a new email is created with the contents of the template file).
Here's where our elaborate little Rube Goldberg contraption1 comes together.
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<li>The trigger is the time you want to send the email, such as every Friday at 11 a.m.</li>
<li>The action is to run the batch file. Navigate to the batch file and select it.</li>
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You can search Google or YouTube for more help on the Windows Task Scheduler.
Now, every Friday at 11 am, the Task Scheduler will fire off the batch file, which calls Outlook to open the template file, and a new email will open up -- ready to go -- for you to review and send.
There are lots of moving parts to this contraption. Glitches happen and a component may not fire off correctly.
So, set a reminder in your calendar for an hour or so after the email is supposed to be created, something obvious like "WAS THE EMAIL CREATED??".
It was when these two obvious ways did not work that I hit on the batch file method.
The second solution is more manual, but also less prone to gremlins in the system. Outlook task and calendar reminders always perform solidly.
We just spent hours to save minutes. You're welcome.
I have been posting a business/productivity/mastermindish type article every Sunday on LinkedIn for a few weeks now.
Usually, I take a post or part of a post I've published here first, revise it, clean it up, and post it.
The "Columbo" post is from an idea I read somewhere on Mark Forster's site, though I cannot now find the reference. I put a structure around it, added the Columbo references, a dash of 3 Principles, and there it was.
I had wanted to present this video compilation of Columbo's "just one more thing" tactic, but the studios restricted the video's playback to YouTube only. Shame.
So the only video I could really link to that worked with my article was the following short (under 10 seconds) video illustrating what you need to do when you hear that "just one more thing" gremlin in your ear.
[youtube=://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yM8ixOCpdxw&w=640&h=480]
A great reminder to stay a little bit awake as I move through the day.
“You gotta try your luck at least once a day, because you could be going around lucky all day and not even know it.”
Frontier DSL experienced a mass outage in Durham, NC, last night, before I was able to make yesterday's post.
I refuse to tap out a token post on my iPhone SE, so I let it go. Thus was my streak of daily posts -- started last Christmas day -- ended. Boo-hoo.
In retaliation, I will post twice today. This post will count as my March 27 post; the next one will be the March 28 post.
The DSL was still down this morning and may not come back till sometime tomorrow, if then. So I may draft another quickie post and schedule it for tomorrow, just in case.
(I'm using The Man's internet till then.)
I cannot remember where I got this quote, but it impressed itself on me so much that I had it posted in my office cubicles for years, on my old Google blog site, and on my old Tumblr site. I love it so much I want to post it again.
“True Work is that which occupies the mind and the heart, as well as the hands. It has a beginning and an ending. It is the overcoming of difficulties one thinks important for the sake of results one thinks valuable.”
My friend Bob told me about Google Photos’ capability to automatically stitch together a sequential series of photos into a panorama shot with mostly good results.
Googling that capability surfaced this amazing photo created by Google’s auto-stitching algorithms. The article shows the series of photos that were stitched together to make that awesome panorama.
Bob told me of another way to abuse the auto-stitch feature. A friend of his was around when someone was photographing groupings of their friends in sequence to create a panorama. “Wait,” the friend said. He then inserted himself into each group of people that were part of the series. They were puzzled as to why he was pushing himself into every photo.
When the shots were stitched together into a panorama, it looked as if there were six clones of the friend hanging out with his/their friends, with each clone in a different pose: laughing, talking, looking at the sky. Brilliant!
(originally posted 2018-03-25, updated for micro.blog)
A bomb exploded in my neighborhood last night on a sidewalk I walk every morning with my wife and two sons. We’re all okay. The boys are oblivious, thankfully, but my wife and I are a little shook. I wanted to get down a couple thoughts...
Writer-who-draws Austin Kleon lives in a neighborhood where one of the Austin bomber's devices exploded. He shares a bit of the panic and anxiety he felt about his family, and where to find the best information in an emergency.
Forget breaking news and even neighborhood listservs. The best information was via the official Twitter feeds of the police and EMS departments.
I also admire his taking of the long view; some information is always there, ready for the taking.
Lots of different types of library work happens everywhere—new jobs crop up daily, thanks to evolving tech and shifting community needs—but there are some standard positions that remain eternal.
Kristen Arnett begins a new bimonthly column on the job that never earns enough to pay back the student loans. It has the punchy humor and wry tone that I associate with literary humor (that's an observation, not a criticism!).
Because I got my master's at a library school, I have a soft spot in my heart for librarians. Those who love it, really love it. The young folks coming in to the field are energetic, imaginative, and really pushing the limits of what the local public library can offer. Public service is what it's all about for them.
If I recall correctly, at the time I was in school (2006-2011) the undergrads were overwhelmingly "library science" whereas the graduate students overwhelmingly "information science." This was trending to an overproduction of information science faculty nationwide, leading some commentators to wonder who was going to teach the students interested in brick-and-mortar institutions? Most librarians get a Ph.D. to qualify to lead a research library or similar institution, they don't always come back to teach.
After hundreds of voters weighed in, the results came back. Old Portland died on January 21, 2011 — the day Portlandia debuted.
The end of Portlandia is time to look back on a show that opened the door to a type of hipster humor that felt young and fresh until its moment, like all moments, passed.
The Vulture’s article on the death of Old Portland at the hands of Portlandia reminded me of similar stories, particularly how the villagers of Port Isaac are fed up with the Doc Martin series filming in their village.
Are the shows really to blame? Austin has long had a hip reputation and old-timers lament the passing of landmarks, but I can’t recall any TV shows set there. Our little town of Durham is growing by leaps and bounds yet there’s no TV show fueling that. Maybe Old Portland would have changed even without the attention the show brought to it.
But there is such a thing as “buzz”; downtown Durham has it for better and worse, and we visited Portland based on watching Portlandia. The buzz will die away eventually, it has its moment, as humor does. In the meantime? Suffer the tourists and techno-nomads, perhaps, or search out the next Portland or Austin or Durham and stake your claim. More fun to create your own scene than hang out at someone else’s.