In September 2014, I left Microsoft to join a new product team at Amazon. The project itself is still classified, but it’s a v1 technology product, which means we’re starting from scratch. An exciting opportunity, but it changes the way one has
Author: Cheryl
I am very sad to hear about Leonard Nimoy’s passing. My path only crossed briefly with his – when I moderated his panel at the Emerald City ComicCon 2010 (just days after my knee injury and surgery) and briefly again in Calgary
I’m allergic to animal dander, so pets have always been out of the question for me. A few years ago, my now-husband recommended we get a birdfeeder, seeing that I enjoyed watching the birds hopping about in the very large evergreen tree
On Friday, January 23, I wrapped up my work for the day – but needed to head downtown for my TheatreSports performance. I had a few hours between, so the plan was: grab dinner, a leisurely drink, read a bit, and get
It is a ritual we have nurtured over the course of over three years. The curlers must start heating no less than 90 minutes prior to showtime. The rollers must be in by 7:10 PM, so that we can join the others
This year, I learned that I’m far better at flying a jet than I am at falling through the air, that oranges are pretty great fresh off the tree in your parents’ yard, that tiaras and roller coasters are not necessarily mutually
Every once in a while, I come across a notebook with a series of scribbles from my past in game development. Playtesting one’s own game and taking notes was a daily occurrence, but the notes provide a little burst of humor when
For our second Christmas season as a married couple, my husband (David Foubert) and I plunged headfirst into the world of Christmas spirit. We ended up in different interpretations of Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol” just seven blocks apart. In truth, our Christmas
Ten years ago today, I arrived in Redmond as a new resident, about to start a new job and a new life. I had never heard of a “floating bridge”, never seen a bald eagle, never done anything remotely outdoorsy, didn’t understand
In March of 2010, I shattered my kneecap into five pieces. (If you want to know how I did it, I’ll just say that I told Leonard Nimoy that I broke it fighting crime on the moon, and he laughed, so now