home again.. home again.. and so glad.. My mind is racing from whats going on at work.. I’ve been trying to keep these setbacks in perspective. Diane is a great help here.. she’s suhc a good listner.. and does not judge. ./
This afternoon she sent me today’s entry from Rod at Heron Dance. Once again it seems prescient.
We learn both from the things that go right, and from the setbacks. Sometimes the setbacks, the most painful experiences, provide the most insightful learning. And sometimes, the more emotional my reaction to those setbacks, the more attention I need to pay. The setbacks that have emotion behind them teach about deep things.
I’m trying to learn from turmoil.. that’s prpobably less fun tham it sounds.. but I’m trying..
Just back from a long drive back from NY.. I had a good set of meetings today.. but it’s still a long drive for a day. Lots of work things weighing heavily on my mind now.. which makes for difficult driving.. One bright spot was a 2 hour interview with the fine folks at Zombie Tech podcast Hosts Addie and Whisker do a weekly podcast on folks practical suggestions on how to survive and thrive in the zombie apocalypse. They saw the Colony on Netflix and invited me to the interview.. it was so much fun talkign to them. After the interview I learned about some of their amazing projects.. They do a weekly youtube podcast at http://tymkrs.com/ on cool stuff thye’re building. I plan on staying tuned in. .. I love getting to talk about zombies with folks.. on of the great perks of being a geek ( I just noticed my name is in close proximity to the word ‘zombie’ over 3000 times in google.. how cool is that)
It was a big media day for me.. there was also a nice article in our local paper 7days about engineering promotion . I really love the article.
Unfortunately I found a pretty serious misquote/misunderstanding in the hardcopy version.. A large heading says that I ‘…designed the chips in the xbox, playstation 3 and his personal favorite the wii”.. I did not design those chips. although I did work on them along with 100’s of talented colleagues at IBM. The heading also says I have a favorite..while that may be true, it was not appropriate for me to have said that in print. I apologize to our customers and my colleagues for any offense taken… none was intended.
Greetings from Max’s boat.. I’m down here for a very few hours before a meeting tomorrow in Westchester.
I enjoyed the drive down.. spent the time working.. took a break to celebrate the ‘birthday’ of our faithful prius.. it turned 180,000 miles around Randolph VT.. I stopped the car and gave it a seltzer toast.. (that’s all I had in the car).. That’s quite a milestone
Great sunset as I came into town (Men in black.. remember >)
Then picked up max and helped him and freinds do soem planning dfor soem lighting that they’re doing in a bar.. Very cool climbing around on girders with blinky things..
Now back at the bolt waiting for max to come back..
I saw this.. the Occupied Wallstreet Journal.. Max’s been down at the protest filming on and off.. Interesting times, these..
I’m not sure why. but I’ve been incredibly distracted the last couple of days. .. I’m not overly busy or overly stressed… or sleep deprived… just kind of spacey. For example I couldn’t find my keys o phone headset this morning..Consequently I had to squat in someone else s office, since I couldn’t unlock my own. I managed to run in to Higher Ground to see my freind L.. when I came out I realized that not only had I left my car unlocked, but I’d left it running !(easier to do than it sounds in a Prius) .. …
But.. the big sign that I wasn’t very mindful this week came when I headed out from home this morning. I was running a bit late for an appointment, so I pulled on my shoes and ran out to the car.. I backed out of the driveway and headed down the street for about a block before I noticed that things didn’t feel quite right. I looked down and realized that I’d pulled on one of my shoes.. and one of gabes…
Oy..funny I know.. but . now that’s distracted.. !
OK.. maybe it is sleep deprivation. I can’t keep my eyes open now…
