Winter nows?
So much for Alberta having a long Indian Summer, come November and the temperature has decided to get back to the more "sane" levels. No snow yet, but I am not worried. I imagine that mother nature has plenty on back-order to ship to us shortly.
This time of year tends to get me not so much depressed but....meloncoly? Is that even a word? It gets to be the time of nightmares and flashbacks. Guess there will be a lot of my "comfort food" for a while, though many have observed that my choice of "gates of heaven" over something like chocolate or immense amounts of alcohol at least has the side effect of making others happy. >shrug<
Work is proving just how irrational my field can be at times. I am not saying the people are...though sometimes what people expect of technology that hasn't been treated well, okay THAT can be a bit loonie at times. Mind you we've become a culture that seems to believe that technology should "just work" where ever or whenever we want it. Problem is technology does require a...well to put it one way a "reliable info-structure and infrastructure". In short the communications need to work, and then the basics like electricity need to work.
You end up north and this isn't always the case. You can end up with Dead Air Cellphones in the oddest of locations and then there is always the problem of electricity working the way we take for granted. So summarized, sometimes the job involves having to examine the problem, and then sit the client down after fixing it and explaining where "these assumptions" are getting them in trouble.
Well at least it is a better solution than just going up and fixing something knowing it will fail again...really trying to be pro-active here. The cynics though would argue I am "threatening job security". >facepalm<
What was it they used to say and still do? "Fixing it right the first time is job satisfaction. Taking ten tries is job security"
But we digress. I have been doing a lot of thinking to what a friend said of another "he's not ready to be a dad." I have come to the conclusion that NO ONE is ready to be a dad even when the moment is looming...I use myself as an example on that one. No matter what my prior experiences were leading up to the moment, yeah "becoming a dad" is one heck of a learning curve. Glad she's been a merciful on dad though, as it has reminded me a lot of being on "permanent fire drill" 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. (For the un-citizened R.A.H. style out there, "fire drill" is the merciless and cruel habit of well rested NCO's to inflict random acts of throwing the recruits out into the freezing cold "claiming there is a fire" somewhere at random points in the morning. They claim it is to get one ready for any emergency at any time...recruits suspect the master-corporal just had a Tim Horton's craving late at night and then decided to "share the fun".)
It's funny but now as a parent I'm grateful for all those fire-drills. lol
Guess that is one of the useful lessons from life there, sometimes what seems cruel is teaching you a VERY NEEDED LESSON for Later.
Mind you won't stop me figuring out where they live later at 0313 in the morning one day as I go for a Timmie's Run...hehehe
This time of year tends to get me not so much depressed but....meloncoly? Is that even a word? It gets to be the time of nightmares and flashbacks. Guess there will be a lot of my "comfort food" for a while, though many have observed that my choice of "gates of heaven" over something like chocolate or immense amounts of alcohol at least has the side effect of making others happy. >shrug<
Work is proving just how irrational my field can be at times. I am not saying the people are...though sometimes what people expect of technology that hasn't been treated well, okay THAT can be a bit loonie at times. Mind you we've become a culture that seems to believe that technology should "just work" where ever or whenever we want it. Problem is technology does require a...well to put it one way a "reliable info-structure and infrastructure". In short the communications need to work, and then the basics like electricity need to work.
You end up north and this isn't always the case. You can end up with Dead Air Cellphones in the oddest of locations and then there is always the problem of electricity working the way we take for granted. So summarized, sometimes the job involves having to examine the problem, and then sit the client down after fixing it and explaining where "these assumptions" are getting them in trouble.
Well at least it is a better solution than just going up and fixing something knowing it will fail again...really trying to be pro-active here. The cynics though would argue I am "threatening job security". >facepalm<
What was it they used to say and still do? "Fixing it right the first time is job satisfaction. Taking ten tries is job security"
But we digress. I have been doing a lot of thinking to what a friend said of another "he's not ready to be a dad." I have come to the conclusion that NO ONE is ready to be a dad even when the moment is looming...I use myself as an example on that one. No matter what my prior experiences were leading up to the moment, yeah "becoming a dad" is one heck of a learning curve. Glad she's been a merciful on dad though, as it has reminded me a lot of being on "permanent fire drill" 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. (For the un-citizened R.A.H. style out there, "fire drill" is the merciless and cruel habit of well rested NCO's to inflict random acts of throwing the recruits out into the freezing cold "claiming there is a fire" somewhere at random points in the morning. They claim it is to get one ready for any emergency at any time...recruits suspect the master-corporal just had a Tim Horton's craving late at night and then decided to "share the fun".)
It's funny but now as a parent I'm grateful for all those fire-drills. lol
Guess that is one of the useful lessons from life there, sometimes what seems cruel is teaching you a VERY NEEDED LESSON for Later.
Mind you won't stop me figuring out where they live later at 0313 in the morning one day as I go for a Timmie's Run...hehehe