Desire for simplicity

There’s a lot of days when I wish I could live like a normal human. I’d probably been going too hard, and my body seriously revolted against that a couple of weeks ago. As I’ve tried to get back on an even keel, I’ve struggled getting things right. Obviously, I did something wrong, because I’m out of work again, today, with muscles randomly cramping up.

But, with that, I decided not to subject myself to the unpleasantness that is work today. After the problems I had a few weeks ago, it’s better that I just not risk things when I’m having problems.

So, what to do…. Well, exciting stuff like 401K rollovers. And long for having a NetBSD environment to play around with again. This sums it up pretty well. Since went to the dark side that is loonix, I’ve been missing it.


What else can I do until I can get home this afternoon?

Cruel Summer

No, Sarah didn’t leave me here on my own.

But I am incredibly frustrated with many things right now.

  1. Health.  I’ve been going at Mach five since is started this new job, and the wear is starting to show.  How do you quantify the value of compensation that involves merely getting to a computer in the morning?  I’m trying to do the things I need to do to be healthy, but just getting through the week can be a lot of work sometimes.  I don’t see very well.  I don’t walk very well.  I need to use the bathroom a lot.  I can’t drive anymore (And, yes, the ‘Stang is still for sale….).  These are things that come along with my condition.  Do I still have things to offer?  Sure, which brings me to….
  2. Work.  I haven’t written much about what I’m doing lately, but I feel like the people I’m answering to are only doing the bare minimum to get by.  I’m also expected to think that’s peachy-keen.  Well, I don’t, and never will. I understand working in haste.  I also understand delivering products that don’t even approach adequacy, much less quality. Some of my tweets the past couple of months may have seemed obtuse because of that.  Doing bad work quickly doesn’t excuse the immorality that is doing bad work just for a paycheck.  And, again, if you spend a lot of time splitting hairs between moral and ethical conduct, you likely understand, or care about, neither.  I want the opportunity to do good work.  I hope there’s some employer out there who cares more about that than the extra letters I, or someone else, bought to put after my name.  (Hint:  Yes, if you’re looking for my services, I’m listening….And I will never give the bare minimum, even if that’s what you’re giving me in return.)
  3. Speaking of more letters, I don’t know what I should do about potentially going back to school.  Sarah is excited to do it;  I can’t say I share her enthusiasm.  I’m thrilled for her, of course, but I really don’t know how much use I’d get out of going back.  For now, I’m going to worry about helping her get where she wants to be, then I’ll look again.
  4. is functioning better than it has in a long, long time.  I really don’t have an idea exactly what its future is, but I’m happy with where I’ve gotten it this year.  A lot of the lingering problems relate to stale PHP around in various places.  *sigh*

And that’s where I’m going to shut up for now.  If you’re looking to get in touch with me, my phone number hasn’t changed since 1999.  I’m still available via E-Mail at  There’s much gluttony to entertain after this shitty-ass summer.