August 23rd, 2002

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Note to world: I am a jerk.

Not to anonymous: I don't know who you are. If you're not just some troll and there is an issue that we need to resolve, you've found the least constructive way possible. Any "friend" of mine would come to me directly if I owed them an apology. I don't tollerate that kind of stuff in my journal. All comments of that nature will be swiftly deleted.

Friday Fiz-ive

This Friday Five is actually ten questions in disguise. Well, more value for your dollar.

1. What is your current occupation? Is this what you chose to be doing at this point in your life? Why or why not?
I develop websites. It is my chosen career. Almost all my life I've been programming computers and playing around with computer graphics. Then when I was about nineteen a whole new industry popped up that required those two skills. Let's just say I am the man for my time.

2. If time/talent/money were no object, what would your dream occupation be?
Doing 3D graphics for ILM or Pixar.

3. What did/do your parents do for a living? Has this had any influence on your career choices?
My dad designs kitchens and fixes televisions. My mom makes space suits for NASA. I get my love of technology from my dad, but the career choices were all mine.

4. Have you ever had to choose between having a career and having a family?
No. I don't have a family, but I'd probably have very little trouble making the time if I decided to hatch one.

5. In your opinion, what is the easiest job in the world? What is the hardest? Why?
I have a feeling that anything I choose as "the easiest job in the world" will result in flames from the person who does that job fifty hours a week. I have the attitude that work is work, and even something as fun as drawing up websites gets tedious after a few thousand hours. But if I had to pick one, I'd say video game tester seems like a pretty sweet deal. The world's hardest job is tough to pick. I feel sorry for the guy at the state fair who dances around while people shoot him with paintball guns. But that's probably not as hard as outbound telemarketing. Or suicide bomber. There's little room for advancement in either field.

A Special Invitation...

Our team got tickets to the Buy California kickoff event thing at the State Fair. At first I thought eveyone was going to this shindig, but as it turns out it was pretty VIP. Only the branch directors were invited. We got the hookup from our happy client in the Ag Export Program.

So what this means is that yesterday I was paid to go to the State Fair. Our invitation got us free parking and free admission. Governor Gray Davis spoke for a little bit about the program, and how food from California is the best food in the whole damn world. Blah blah blah. Then there was this little reception with free food and wine. I would have said hi to the governor and shook is hand, but I didn't have a camera handy for the photo op. At the time, it seemed like a better idea to ditch the reception to get a corndog.

So we hung out at the fair all afternoon. Those bastards will deep fry anything. I had a fried twinkie. It was delicious.

Now I'm back at work again. For being a short, easy week, it sure has seemed long and difficult. I'm ready for the weekend so I can... well... sit at home and work some more. Wheeeee.
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