I don't normally mind being at work most of the times. Sometimes I just so much resent the total suspension of desire and memory that's required for me to code well. If somehow all my thoughts at work were captured on paper, there would be reams of paper and not a single 'I' or other ego-centric pronoun. I guess there's always music. Were it ( Read more... )

... in the glorious amount of $775.83. On some level, I'm sure it's uncouth to discuss one's salary but it has to be remembered that this sudden abundance follows months of financial famine. Yay money! Sweet pursuit of possession and material meaning, I embrace you ( Read more... )

Today, I got to ride across Ft. Huachuca in a Stryker. Yeah, see where the big gun is. See the hatch next to it. That's where I was half-sticking out of ... with a helmet thingy with big ear thingies and a mouthpiece. We had to drive it to a helicopter testing facility up in a canyon. The wind blew. The sun shone. I surveyed the world from ( Read more... )

I love my job. Today I couldn't log onto my computer, so I spent about an hour complaining about bureacracy with my boss, then I drifted over to the red and white tower and chilled out in the pit under the tower for an hour with Dave, Gary, and Frank, while they tried to enlighten me about antenna testing practices and the function of a spectrum ( Read more... )