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ninety nine o clock
Fourth of July! Counting on the tendency of people to sit around
outside watching stuff blow up on 7.4.*, Ed and I went to see 'Men In Black'.
The premise is that there is a branch of the government that deals specifically
with non-earthling alien immigration to and from the planet. Can you guess what
the uniform for these operatives looks like? (hint: title of movie is 'men in black')
If the suspense of not knowing for sure is too much, go and see it. If you think that
movies have shown a disturbing shortage of viscous, colored mucus since the last "Ghostbusters",
"Men In Black" should be very reassuring to you. End review. Note lack of judgement on relative
merit of film.
boopty bop bap and hi. An interesting difference between the movies theaters here and
the ones I have been in elsewhere: Commercials! In Hawaii, Portland, and Seattle, ads before the movies
consist of mostly snack foods and hotels/real estate. In Palo Alto, they are mostly ads from corporate
technological giants seeking employees, or selling networking products. Nowhere else would I expect
to see an ad for Cisco networking solutions before a movie starring Will Smith. The billboards along the highway are like that too; mostly ads for Sun Microsystems & their Javastation (The Network is the Computer!), and others like that. (A T-shirt worn
by some on the Sun campus: "The network is the network, the computer is the computer. Sorry for any confusion.") (The Sun slogan gets RiX0r saying
things like "The street is the road. The food is the dinner.")
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Met a Turnip, ate a dog |
I went to visit Chad's house today. Nice place! Jason (senior ex-HOL sysadmin) was there, too.
We sat around discussing my imminent departure from the company and stuff. I ate a hot dog. Steve wasn't there, I'm not
really sure where he is. Ergh. He's gonna be living with Ed in a big apartment. In the apartment shall be a
bunch of H/P engineers (Hewlett-Packard, not Hack/Pirate) and the lot of them think it would be a good idea to purchase a large pipe to connect them to an area ISP or something. That seems to be the geekhaus
phenomenon. Buy house with geeks, pool money, buy T-1. I know what I'll do. I'll buy a crappy little house in the Seattle area with some sort of insane connection, OC-12 or whatever (I don't know how, I'm
going to do it first and worry about that later.) (maybe GST will foot the bill by accident if they think I'm
making a POP) then I'll do nothing but play network "Descent II". Hammer smash face.
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Ctrl Break |
Back in reality, I'm going back to Seattle tomorrow. I need to get together enough clothes and resources to live on for a week in Portland. I must then take whatever actions necessary to notify GST
of my move, then clean out the apartment and move back up to Seattle. (not Permanently. Things rarely
are truly permanent... (shadows fall over keyboard) ) (weeping I crept into my danky doom doom dark darky darkness)
(oops. I think I swallowed a bottle of black dye.) (My train of thought isn't derailed, it's just being rerouted.) I haven't made
a firm decision on whether to quit GST or not. Monday, I will notify them of my expiring lease and inability to continue
paying rent on a two bedroom apartment. I'm moving in with my dad, in Seattle. If that requires termination of my employment
here, then I am giving you one week of notice. Here is where it gets tricky. They SAY that they have put in for a promotion for me.
If it goes through, I MIGHT actually get a raise and stuff. If I get paid what I'm worth... there's no reason for me to find employment
elsewhere (I hear other companies have just as many goobers.) (I also hear that GST is unusually brain dead, strategy-wise, though).
Wait. GST is going to die. I don't want to go down with them. I must remind myself of this. Quit, Andrew, before it hits the ground.
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