For the last two weeks, I've been kept quite busy trying to get a module of the companies project out on time. And by on time, I mean soon enough to get a bonus. At this moment, I doubt that we'll meet the timetable, but that's fine with me. It's always nice to get a bonus, but it is quite satisfying that my estimates of time to finish the project were very accurate. This Monday was the earliest possible time set forward for finishing.
But enough about work. I spent the weekend at home! It was great being home, but since I still was working some on Saturday, I couldn't lounge about with Mom and Dad - not that they lounge... it would be more like I lounge while they do their work :-) Fortunately, before I went back to my appartment today, my mom had me finish all my tax forms, so I should be finished with that until the next quarter.
Other than that, not much is happening to me other than the routine, day to day activities. Before I go to sleep tonight, I still want to finish a Hebrew practice exam, and I would like to program in Squeak some, but I doubt I'll feel like staying up late enough to get more than Hebrew finished.
Once I finish work tomorrow, I can take a good, sleep in late, goof off and not feel like I should be working, day. When tomorrow evening arrives, I plan on watching "The Miracle of Morgan's Creek". Our whole family laughed during "Morgan's Creek" the first time we watched it, and I'm looking forward to watching the movie again. And on Tuesday morning, I plan on an activity that will be the highlight of the week: sleeping in until 9:00!! Unfortunately, the last time I got to sleep in, I woke up at 7:50! :-(
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Friday, January 27, 2006
Late nights
Before I went to bed, I thought I would let the world ( mostly my family ) know what I have been doing. I thought that today would be a fairly representative sample... but anyone who has taken statistics would know that one sample is rarely enough for accuracy, so I'll make sure to post a few more samples over the next few days.
I got up at 8:00 this morning. My boss left the apartment two days ago and this was the first morning I could turn off the alarm clock and sleep in. I merrily went about my way until Jaren ( a co-worker ) came and started working. Programming at a fairly standard rate until 10:00 at which point I called my mom. A little later, I went to the bank to deposit a check, went to withdraw some money, found I had forgotten my PIN, drove to my apartment and discovered that I'm slightly dyslexic, drove back to the bank, extracted some money while at the same time managing to press far more buttons on the ATM than needed, bought some TocoBell burritos for lunch, and went home and started working again.
About 3, I started to get ready for my trip to the college to take care of some details. I wanted to get a parking permit since I believe I'll be driving in quite often. After 30 minutes, I'm in my car and cruising the 'burbs to find some alternate parking before I pay for a parking permit. No spots look likely, so I go down to the security office, which consumed another 30 minutes while the person on duty answered the phone multiple times, and had to walk to a back office to determine if they would give me a parking permit. There must have been something suspicious about a graduate asking for a permit.... but my natural charm overcame all the barriers and I am a proud owner of a parking permit!
I then park ( in commuter parking no less ) and look for some friends that would be willing to help me get some notes for an advanced programming class. The professor never takes his notes down, so he has all the powerpoints and homework assignments up... perfect for self-teaching if I had the motivation. After talking to some long-lost friends, I proceeded to the library to see if I could get the computer help desk to put me back on the college network.... it was a bit harder to work my charm because no one could find a record of me as a student at the college, :-) but they were kind enough to help me in my distress.
After researching multiple periodicals and finding ONE article on the subject I was looking for, I returned home and started work... after writing a summation of the article. I did about two hours of Hebrew exercises and started working again.
It's a late night for me, and tomorrow won't be much earlier... but there is one definite bright spot. Marie will repair my dilapidated backpack! One of the activities Marie does is repair ripped and torn backpacks. Tomorrow is looking like a great day!
I got up at 8:00 this morning. My boss left the apartment two days ago and this was the first morning I could turn off the alarm clock and sleep in. I merrily went about my way until Jaren ( a co-worker ) came and started working. Programming at a fairly standard rate until 10:00 at which point I called my mom. A little later, I went to the bank to deposit a check, went to withdraw some money, found I had forgotten my PIN, drove to my apartment and discovered that I'm slightly dyslexic, drove back to the bank, extracted some money while at the same time managing to press far more buttons on the ATM than needed, bought some TocoBell burritos for lunch, and went home and started working again.
About 3, I started to get ready for my trip to the college to take care of some details. I wanted to get a parking permit since I believe I'll be driving in quite often. After 30 minutes, I'm in my car and cruising the 'burbs to find some alternate parking before I pay for a parking permit. No spots look likely, so I go down to the security office, which consumed another 30 minutes while the person on duty answered the phone multiple times, and had to walk to a back office to determine if they would give me a parking permit. There must have been something suspicious about a graduate asking for a permit.... but my natural charm overcame all the barriers and I am a proud owner of a parking permit!
I then park ( in commuter parking no less ) and look for some friends that would be willing to help me get some notes for an advanced programming class. The professor never takes his notes down, so he has all the powerpoints and homework assignments up... perfect for self-teaching if I had the motivation. After talking to some long-lost friends, I proceeded to the library to see if I could get the computer help desk to put me back on the college network.... it was a bit harder to work my charm because no one could find a record of me as a student at the college, :-) but they were kind enough to help me in my distress.
After researching multiple periodicals and finding ONE article on the subject I was looking for, I returned home and started work... after writing a summation of the article. I did about two hours of Hebrew exercises and started working again.
It's a late night for me, and tomorrow won't be much earlier... but there is one definite bright spot. Marie will repair my dilapidated backpack! One of the activities Marie does is repair ripped and torn backpacks. Tomorrow is looking like a great day!
Saturday, January 21, 2006
busy, busy, busy!
My boss came back from Florida Thrusday, and Dan and I have had our nose to the grindstone while he's here. Hopefully, by the time school starts on.... tomorrow, We'll have made some decent progress. Just a quick post to let people know I'm still alive and kicking!
Sunday, January 08, 2006
A Relaxing Day
Today was a relaxing day.
Because my boss is here for the week, I didn't go home to family this weekend. Instead, I worked Saturday and had the opportunity to attend a church near my apartment.
The church body was larger than I thought it was, and I thought the message was pretty good, but my favorite part was when a family invited me over for lunch after church. My mom has instilled in me an appreciation for churches who have members who practice hospitality. The family had made inviting college students (and even recent graduates apparently ) over to their house a type of ministry they had. I knew all of the college students that had come and it was a very relaxing atmosphere, I even knew the children of the couple. There was even another professor that came to lunch and I had met him briefly in my last semester of college.
We didn't talk too much. There was a steady stream of conversation, but it was only two people at a time. Everyone else relaxed in VERY comfortable chairs and couches and listened or read the Berstein Bears to the small children.
A very relaxing day.
And happy birthday S. Shmitty!
Because my boss is here for the week, I didn't go home to family this weekend. Instead, I worked Saturday and had the opportunity to attend a church near my apartment.
The church body was larger than I thought it was, and I thought the message was pretty good, but my favorite part was when a family invited me over for lunch after church. My mom has instilled in me an appreciation for churches who have members who practice hospitality. The family had made inviting college students (and even recent graduates apparently ) over to their house a type of ministry they had. I knew all of the college students that had come and it was a very relaxing atmosphere, I even knew the children of the couple. There was even another professor that came to lunch and I had met him briefly in my last semester of college.
We didn't talk too much. There was a steady stream of conversation, but it was only two people at a time. Everyone else relaxed in VERY comfortable chairs and couches and listened or read the Berstein Bears to the small children.
A very relaxing day.
And happy birthday S. Shmitty!
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Magic show
This is an obligatory paragraph to celebrate the first day of the new year, because every year is better than the last! Long live Wolfe! Flummery. :-)
My dad had his annual magic show last night and several of the tricks stood up to the inspection of the crowd. That may not seem like a very successful show, but my dad has the toughest crowd of any performer I know or have known and any success is an effort that even Hercules couldn't have achieved.
Everyone, the adults in chairs farther back and the kids on the floor a foot away from my dad, gathers to watch the New Year's show. As long as NONE of the kids have ANY idea how a trick works, my dad is safe; but if one of the kids has the smallest guess about how it's done ( correct or not ), he'll yell it out, and then all the kids stand up, swarm my dad and the trick to see if the idea is right or not, yelling their own personal ideas of how the trick was done, and pulling and pushing all the items used.
In one of the tricks one of the kids had an idea that Dad had a card stuck to the bottom of his foot, so about 5 of the kids get their head on the floor, just over a foot away from my dad's feet, and keep yelling that he has a card on the bottom of his foot (They couldn't see a card, but they still yelled. :-) ). After about 10 seconds of dodging probing hands while he's walking around to do the next trick, my Dad finally lifted his foot too high and one of the kids saw it and started yelling, "I saw it! I saw it!".
Fending off 10 kids ( ages 8 to 14 ) and still managing to have several successful magic tricks must be the 8th wonder of the world.
Until next year Dad!!!
My dad had his annual magic show last night and several of the tricks stood up to the inspection of the crowd. That may not seem like a very successful show, but my dad has the toughest crowd of any performer I know or have known and any success is an effort that even Hercules couldn't have achieved.
Everyone, the adults in chairs farther back and the kids on the floor a foot away from my dad, gathers to watch the New Year's show. As long as NONE of the kids have ANY idea how a trick works, my dad is safe; but if one of the kids has the smallest guess about how it's done ( correct or not ), he'll yell it out, and then all the kids stand up, swarm my dad and the trick to see if the idea is right or not, yelling their own personal ideas of how the trick was done, and pulling and pushing all the items used.
In one of the tricks one of the kids had an idea that Dad had a card stuck to the bottom of his foot, so about 5 of the kids get their head on the floor, just over a foot away from my dad's feet, and keep yelling that he has a card on the bottom of his foot (They couldn't see a card, but they still yelled. :-) ). After about 10 seconds of dodging probing hands while he's walking around to do the next trick, my Dad finally lifted his foot too high and one of the kids saw it and started yelling, "I saw it! I saw it!".
Fending off 10 kids ( ages 8 to 14 ) and still managing to have several successful magic tricks must be the 8th wonder of the world.
Until next year Dad!!!
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