Ahhhhh – home again after a very succesful and fun trip down to NYC and Fishkill I got home around 10:30.. Gabe Diane and Chai were all still up so I got to see them. I miss them so mch when I’m gone. It’s back to the three of us at home. I wonder what it feels like when I’m not here… guess I won’t know

Woke up late today with just enough time to get to my meeting.. I almost forgot to leave a tip in the room .. but I remembered at the last sec.. I always try to leave some thing funny with it to brighten the receivers day a but. . Here’s the best I could do today.

We had a good few hours of TC meeting until I had to leave around 2:30 I had a meeting with my boss John. I had to walk across the site to get to John’s building. Fishkill really is a concrete jungle. This sign says it all.

One treat was a chance to stop in and say hi to some old friends.. including Ang..my friend Kevin’s extra special helper… She’s a good friend..

I had a really good meeting with John… It was good catching up with him. He’s been so great to me through this past year.  I told him about how my assignment was going and we talked about my return to the real world.I am actually getting more and more psyched to get back to technical work.

After seeing John.. I went back to the TC meeting… which was just ending, said goodbye to my friends there .. then made a quick run over to Dave and Jeans in Holmes NY to return Dave’s potato guns / He’d lent them to me for a demo for a talk I was giving. I ended up not using them in the talk because the setting wasn’t all that conducive to indoor firearms.. but it was fun having them just the same..

There was something ‘American Gothic’ about the scene as I handed Dave back his musket.

I only had a few minutes at Dave and Jeans.. but I got a picture of the cool Nixie clock that we got him as a going away gift from the TC. I love this clock !

.. as well as a picture of his lock picking paraphernalia.. It was a funny surprise during my last visit that both Dave and I picked locks for fun.. Come to think of it.. it’s not that surprising.. We have many similar impractical hobbies.

Jean even warmed up soem of the left over Thai food I brought and sat me down to eat it..

I ate and ran.. I don’t think I was there for more than 15 minutes. I zoomed back to Beacon to meet Mason’s train. He’d been down in NYC visiting Max and his friends.. It was so great driving back with Mason. Not only did he keep me awake as I drove.. but we had the best conversation. We talked about so much stuff on the way back. He’s such a good kid. .. One of the things we tlaked about was my ‘kids these days….’ rant.. that’s my observations about how Gen-y folks and old timers (like me) have such different work styles, priorities and attitudes in the work place. It’s really interesting to see this generations Idon’tbuyyourstudyhardinschoolsoyoucangetintoagoodcollegesoyoucangetagoodjob life template… or the older generations whydontthesekidswantoworkharderandgetaheadlikeme attitude.. I can understand both sides.. but the difference sure causes some miss communications at work and in life.   I wonder how we can get better understanding across the generations ?

  Anyway, we were talking about that when we stopped in briefly to see Homer and Mary as we came through Monkton on the way home

Coincidentally.. Homer had out the Cat Stevens album with ‘Father and Son’ which is the song that the aforementioned old guy/young guy conversation had me singing in my head.

It’s a great song.. take a listen.