Party wrap-up

The party came off pretty good, I think. Given that mostly MegaTech people were invited, and since they don't cross the Orange Curtain very often, I was surprised that I got as large a crowd as I did.

I think most everyone had fun.

There is often a chasm between the life one has and the life one would like to have for oneself. That night I was pleased that I could bridge that chasm for a little while.

Party on Saturday

There will be a BBQ/party on this Saturday night (June 24) at the Vineyard house in Crenshaw. Mostly Megatech people, with some of the real-world friends as well.

Please come. Call me at (xxx) xxx-xxxx and I'll let you know the details.

See you there.

Now, for some silliness

Enough sad sack naval gazing.

Here's some funny stuff.

Ask a Ninja, volume 22: Ninja excuses.



The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny

The fire is almost out

Couldn't face going to MegaTech today. I've tried every trick I know to stoke the fire that is my work ethic. I've taken vacations. I've tried sleeping in and tried getting up early. I've tried various combinations of diet and exercise. I've tried dressing comfortably and dressing professionally. I've tried focussing on the people, focussing on the technology, and focussing on the customer. I've tried some of the old anorexic tricks that I used to get myself through college: like not letting myself eat until I've completed some task. I've tried leaving every day at 5:00 without fail, and tried working late to see if I could find the zone.

But nothing works. I hate this job. I hate that I'm not allowed to do good work or creative work. Everything we do is second-guessed. I can't indent a line of code without some UN scientist telling me that his or her way is a better way.

It is sad that no one at MegaTech has ever really seen what my capabilities really are. It is sad that those few moments I've been in the zone are so rare and fleeting. I live for those moments where the world and time melt away and then there is no difference between the beauty of the math, the code, my fingers and the computer. I'm sickened by the tremendous amount of waste that Giant Robot has caused because of the innumerable cheifs with just a handful of Indians. I accomplish so little because I hate the mundane tasks that are entrusted to me.

So today, I spent all day looking for jobs, watching YouTube, and otherwise hiding in my room. Hopefully I'll have the energy to go to work tomorrow.

Tales from the Bus

The truck is dead, and I've spent much of the week on public transport, shuttling between home in LA and work in OC.

There are many ways to get from A to B, some good (OCTA bus 721) and some bad (MTA 460 to the Green Line to the Blue Line.) The Green Line is perhaps the most colorful. On my last trip, one kid was telling another how he was nearly shot for wearing the wrong hat. Pfff. South LA, what are you going to do?

When I get annoyed these days, I try reciting my new mantra.

"Through action and through inaction, I have created the life I have."

There is no point in ceding control over my life to random events and then blaming the universe for not giving me the life I want.