{"id":1120,"date":"2014-11-08T05:29:10","date_gmt":"2014-11-08T10:29:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/control-h.org\/blog\/wordpress\/?p=1120"},"modified":"2014-11-08T05:29:10","modified_gmt":"2014-11-08T10:29:10","slug":"nojomo-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/control-h.org\/index.php\/2014\/11\/08\/nojomo-8\/","title":{"rendered":"NoJoMo 8"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I apologize for yesterday&#8217;s abrupt termination.  As I said, I&#8217;d been plunking away on it off and on, but really hadn&#8217;t gotten it in condition for posting.  And I was absolutely exhausted.  I slept harder than I have in an awful long time.  Home with my wife, full belly, a beer, and&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>Well, on to the prompt:  If you attended college, talk about your alma mater. Did you have a good experience? Are you happy with the major you selected? Are there any lessons that\u2019ll stick with you forever? Do you have people you keep in contact with?<\/p>\n<p>I attended Christopher Newport University.  When I started there, it was an &#8220;open enrollment&#8221; school.  They had one <strike>dorm<\/strike>residence hall.  Virtually nobody lived on campus, me included.  I only applied because my father had met the new university president in a civic leadership group.  <\/p>\n<p>When I enrolled, I was looking at it as kind of a community college experience.  I&#8217;d knock out my general education requirements, then transfer to a &#8220;real&#8221; university to finish up.  Life had other plans for me, though.  While I was attending, I broke in to broadcasting, first at a local TV station, then in radio, and figured it&#8217;d be my &#8220;life&#8217;s work.&#8221;  I majored in Government Administration, which gave me a BS, and decent preparation for law school.  I never got to law school, and ended up in IT.  Go figure.<\/p>\n<p>My major selection, while it didn&#8217;t turn me into a lawyer handling somewhat hapless clients, did teach me about the importance of being able to back up whatever you do through laws\/regulations.  With what I&#8217;m doing now, there&#8217;s supposed to be documented requirements, which finally trace down to specific technical features.  Any design artifact should be traceable forward and backward.  I had to do the same sorts of thing when I was writing legal briefs;  the particulars are different, but the principles are the same.<\/p>\n<p>As for lessons that&#8217;ll stick with me forever, there are a few.  Certain professors certainly affected my writing.  Others drove home points, sometimes in an unsubtle way.  (I&#8217;m thinking of one final, where I wrote what I thought was an amazing explanation about how to handle an issue as a tort.  The comment on the paper was something along the lines of &#8220;your reasoning is perfect;  you should have used the UCC.  C.&#8221;  Fuck me gently with a chainsaw.)<\/p>\n<p>I also experienced, while dealing with a prestigious university up the road a piece, the disparity that exists between &#8220;common people,&#8221; and the privileged.  I didn&#8217;t attend a fancy private school.  My family wasn&#8217;t &#8220;rich.&#8221;  As I get older, the more I understand, and the more I understand what my parents were dealing with where they grew up.  (And now I&#8217;m thinking of Dan Akroyd&#8217;s Bob Dole impression from 1988 to George HW Bush&#8230;..)<\/p>\n<p>I keep in contact with a few people, mainly through various online tools (Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn [aka Facebook for self-important professional types], fantasy football, etc.).  Facebook tends to show which have married, formed babby(ies), etc.  I only know of one person who&#8217;s in Federal pound-me-in-the-ass prison.  I don&#8217;t know of anyone who&#8217;s assumed room temperature.  This is a marked contrast from high school, where several are dead or incarcerated.  <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m going to quit now, before I go on a rant about my present plight.  It&#8217;s better that way.  As for CNU, I&#8217;m still upset by a few things, and I don&#8217;t have any money to give you.  Sorry.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I apologize for yesterday&#8217;s abrupt termination. As I said, I&#8217;d been plunking away on it off and on, but really hadn&#8217;t gotten it in condition for posting. And I was absolutely exhausted. I slept harder than I have in an awful long time. Home with my wife, full belly, a beer, and&#8230;. Well, on to [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6,1],"tags":[27,36],"class_list":["post-1120","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-national-journal-writers-month","category-uncategorized","tag-nojomo-2014","tag-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/control-h.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1120","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/control-h.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/control-h.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/control-h.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/control-h.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1120"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/control-h.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1120\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/control-h.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1120"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/control-h.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1120"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/control-h.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1120"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}