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Monday, August 14, 2006
_Summer

It's August. It's "hotter 'n Hades", as some might say. Almost a week straight of 100+ degrees Fahrenheit.

It's prohibitively hot here in unnamed mid-size metropolis. I can't really work a whole lot outside without taking my CamelBak hydration pack. On the other hand, it's the perfect time of year for floating down a cold, lazy river on a tube. Or hiking to a remote artesian spring for a swim. Or staying inside with a tall glass of iced tea and a set of Battlestar Galactica DVDs.

Fall kite season is starting soon. And now that I have weekends off again, I'll be able to take full advantage of the late summer and autumn winds. There's nothing like the feeling of cruising across a wide open field, 2 inches of air and several millimeters of Nylon fabric between you and the scratchy grass, sailing at a brisk 25+ mph, powered by nothing but the wind. Yeah, baby...!



Friday, August 04, 2006
_New Job, Week 1

It's Friday, the beginning of the end of the first week of the new job.

It's been nice here at unnamed software start-up. Here's my typical day:


  1. Come in.

  2. Sit down.

  3. Collect my thoughts.

  4. Code.

  5. Realize that I'm hungry (after 3-4 hours of coding).

  6. Eat while coding.

  7. Code some more.

  8. Realize it's time to go home.

  9. Go home.



It's nice to be able to code for more than an hour at a time without being interrupted with meetings I didn't have to be at, or questions that have no business being asked. We know code and that's all we do. In 3 days I've written over 3000 lines of code. At unnamed technology company, I'd be doing good if I could write 1000 lines in a week. What's up with that?

Anyway, I get home, I'm tired, but there's a feeling of accomplishment, like I've done something with my life, rather than having thrown it away on pointless meetings and projects that we know are going to the rubbish heap.