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So took some time going through my blogroll (do they even call it that any more? It’s weird when i first started writing on line back in 1996 it was just a “link list”…then writing became blogging….and it became a blogroll….now its all Facebook….twitter…..anyway..)
The entire time I did so lines from Good Time Charlie kept echoing through my head
Everybody’s goin’ away….
Believe this time I’m gonna stay….
Pretty much sums me and a handful of other folks up pretty well I think. For me its really weird as I started this before there was even a word “blog” for writers on the internet. Now its me and another bare handful thats left.
Almost nobody still active. Then I figured…why not do some “link love” (or whatever its called now) for those folks still running? I’ve been “lurking” (read….stalking…nonactive participant…gender neutral, nonsexual deviant post lacking individual?) for eons. So here we go…what may be the first Blog Round up in probably 10 years.
So I’m grinding through my academic paper still but one thing is beginning to really annoy me.
I’m constantly being told my research work needs to influence some form of social change.
I’m a doctoral business major specializing in project management of information technology projects and critical business infrastructure. My research is on escalation of commitment and project management methodologies to reduce its impact.
I, frankly, could care less about social change. I personally don’t believe society is mature enough to handle much more social change until it learns to accept what it has already done in the last twenty years. It can barely accept what it has done in the last 100.
What’s more the inclination that I need to empower some form of social change through my research is frankly frustrating. You don’t inspire better living because someone knows how to do a project burn rate.
But this requirement that I somehow institute a social change in to my work formally is growing beyond just an annoyance and is now becoming a hindrance and a source of aggravation as well as irritation.
As a person, as a former soldier, I strongly believe in a “pull yourself up by your bootstraps” mentality. And that social change is best left to society in and of itself so that it can do so much more naturally. Versus force feeding through the mouths of students and academia to be parroted.
Lately been struggling. Super fatigued. Long hours trying to keep all the balls in the air.
For Thanksgiving I got to sit in the local VA ER while they tried to figure out why I have been having consistent chest pains.
I say consistent because I want to make it clear I am not having heart attacks. Not unless you know of one that can last 6 weeks.
Anyway, I have been working 16 to 17 hour days for almost 4 months…toss in my school work on top of that…and I’m …tired. Last week is a good example. Washington DC on Monday, Cincinnati, OH by Wednesday, Charlotte NC by Thursday, Atlanta by Friday before getting home. The trip was originally supposed to be just DC and home by Wednesday. Turned in to a whirlwind of long hours and jet lag.
I have taken almost all of the end of the year off in vacation time. So I am trying to spend it away from work….and failing miserably.
I have managed to get it down to just one project that I am still working on, located over seas, so that helps. But woke up this morning looking for my work phone an feeling like someone was trying to crush my chest with a battering ram. Yeah not good.
Therefore this morning is homemade buttermilk waffles as kiddo and I embark upon our #12DaysofWaffles …though this year due to my travel schedule it’s been barely 7.
Trying to check out mentally for a few. Wish me luck.
What I hope is my last trip of the year comes up shortly. Is supposed to be a short and sweet one, but it has the possibility of becoming a multi destination all week journey.
It’s back to Washington D.C. again, however I have to be honest I am not looking forward to the trip. As I get older I find I dislike large cities more and more. Where once I could tolerate them, and enjoy passing in to the lives of other for a brief wistful moment, find colour and joy in little things like leaves of trees on a city street or sidewalk cafe conversation…now it all just annoys me.
I’d rather be home, in the quiet, without the hustle, without the crowds and people. Man may be a social creature but i wasn’t part of the survey. My idea of social is a very small amount of freinds over a nice adult beverage talking about what have you. Not a cacophony of sirens, people, arguments, begging, lack of personal space, and degeneration of human civility.
I have lived in several large cities in my time, and travels. Seattle, Atlanta, Buffalo, Dallas to name a few. Now I find myself wondering how the hell I ever did it.
I always take the last 2 to 3 weeks of the year off as vacation, and I am doing so again. Let the movers and shakers earn their keep, prove their worth, and value. I’ve spent over 110 days on the road this year, alone.
Me, I’d rather spend time with my family, and my dogs over a special holiday season.
Doing a lot of hours lately and really grinding between work and school.
By the time I shut down for the day I can barely keep my eyes open.
So many balls in the air am concerned I am going to drop one before long. Lot of problems and challenges as well.
Taking a staycation this weekend to try to jump start myself. Need some down time and rest. Hoping a day or two off will do so.
What’s worse is the public and media are accepting of this. They honestly believe that folks who work for someone who did the above will not interfere in an investigation? When’s the last time that happened at your job?
Totally depressing and disgusting. It’s not just inappropriate, its beyond poor decision making and blatant.
I’m going fishing for the 4th. Just tired of all the nonsense.
Keep your fireworks. I’m not sure there is much worth celebrating anymore. This government needs an enema.
So I just finished my first doctoral residency for my current school. I had attended residencies for my previous school, but sadly they do not carry over. In any event, it was an interesting experience. My brain feels mostly like mush after grinding away at my prospectus for almost 5 days straight. It was odd discovering that i was ahead of many of those attending their first residency but I think honestly I was in a better position than they were to absorb the details being provided due to being in that position. I had several of my peers come up to me with blank expressions not understanding large parts of data because it simply wasn’t something that they had encountered in their educational journey yet. I can see how that may make them discouraged, and lead to some of the turnover rate in the program. Just my take, anyway.
In other news I am working on trying to publish a short story I wrote quite a while ago. I have to do some editing to it and I have to put it in the format required by Amazon, but it is my intent to try to clean it up and read like something better than a 5 year old. Don’t know that I will succeed in the last part however, but what the hell might as well try.
I have a lot of travel on the books still to go this year, but such is how it goes yes?
As a long time blogger I’ve seen a lot of sites go under for a variety of reasons. Some good, some bad, some life, some tragic.
Its sad really. The ongoing debate between video games, whats appropriate, what isn’t, whats sexist, whats misogynistic, and whats feminist is not going to go away anytime soon. If anything with trends such as #GamerGate, it is likely going to ramp up further. So having a voice in the realm such as with Game Politics was a good thing.
Sadly that voice has had to close their curtains at a time when rational discussion is sorely needed both now and in the future. Another story in the digital dust.
So as I mentioned earlier my classes for the semester are almost over. In fact this is the last week. I will get a week off, which frankly will be nice, and then I start my last college class I will take. From here on its all research and trying to write a thesis that meets APA and everyone else’s requirements.
So if updates are slow this week, that’s the reason why. I’m just trying to get through my finals for the week while maintaining my sanity and keeping my job.
Finally getting to kick off my project in Indiana, so I am looking forward to seeing how it will develop. I am also still working with my management to develop a team of people who do what I do. Its nice being the guy in the box but for the last 5 years all I have done is trail blaze, and truth be told its tiring.
Having a team will help. Even then, it will be a year or more before they can get their feet under them well enough to manage on their own.
For now I just need to make it through the week, however.
So with the end of March having occurred I no longer have an excuse to be lazy. The truth is I have written so many articles over the years about Ireland and the Irish, that in March I rarely add new stories any more. I try to make an effort, however, to add at least one new one each year. End result is I have a plethora of Irish work on the website, which is ok, because it seems to drive a wealth of traffic as well. In previous years I changed the visual theme of the website to the current theme you see now. We used a different visual theme the rest of the year. The woodland theme more reflects my thought process these days.
With all of that I always feel sad to see March pass. While an excuse to be somewhat lazy on the site it is also a nice time to share heritage, heraldry and see days like St Patrick’s Day as being more than just a drunken rampage (not to say I haven’t participated in a few). There’s a reason its a known holiday, beyond green beer and shamrocks as well as silly hats. Learn it, understand it, then celebrate it.
I wrote this in March of 2012 once it had finally settled in to my brain on the passing of Neptunus Lex. Brother in Arms, Brothers in Ink, Milblogger, and a man I’d like to consider a friend. I think it needs to be reposted as its that time of the year again.
It is Ireland’s sacred duty to send over, every few years, a playwright to save the English theatre from inarticulate glumness.
Kenneth Tynan, Observer, 27 May 1956
We didn’t send him to England. But really, for an Irishman there really isn’t much difference between death and England.
For me, it didn’t really click until this morning.I had an eval with my current employer, I sat in front of my laptop at 4 o clock this morning with my coffee, and on impulse clicked Lex’s blog link from my bookmarks. My nerves akimbo. I wanted some peace.
Over the years the people I have known via websites have waxed and waned. When I first started writing on line back in 1995, there was one other site I visited with regularity. In 2000, there was eight. In 2002 twenty two. In 2007 almost 52.
Now? 17…and of those fully half are inactive links. Its a testament to my love for Lex’s work that I kept him on my book mark list. The others I liked and I keep hoping that they will update. I have been reluctant to remove the inactive ones from my bookmarks for this reason.
As I clicked his link, and the page loaded the hot coffee turned cool against my lips as I was reminded by whisper…he’s gone. His words will not grace us any longer, save for works in days gone by. His thoughts of previous days left to haunt us in the present. No new posts will cross our screens, no sea stories to grace our world.
I set my cup down and wondered. This digital snap shots in to our lives. Where will they go? What will happen to them. For many, when the costs come due our families will shut them down, turn off the lights, and our words will vanish in to the ether at some point.
Our words left unread by those in the future whom may read them. It is one advantage our print and media brethren have over us. Our archives are only around as long as someone wishes to pay for it. There are no libraries whom receive our subscriptions, no history scribes whom will hallmark our work and words. It is up to us to find ways to back up these works, save them, and distribute them in some fashion for others to hold dear.
Our children may not come of age knowing our works, or what motivated us without these very lines I type. How we thought and the people we sought to be, in the end are portrayed here, in black and white and sent to you in hi definition on 1,024 x 768 pixels through a OC48 pipe from one coast to another.
Lex is gone. That much is final. His words may one day slip in to obscurity. Like my other blog friend triticale whom we lost in 2007, or Acidman whom we lost in 2006, their websites stand testament to their sentiments, themselves, and their values. Digital monuments.
But one day those digital monuments can and will fail. Companies get sold, servers crash, people move on, costs become exorbitant. For me a culmination of almost two decades of writing belong on two websites…the thought crosses my mind…what will happen if? I have no regular blog partner with keys. My wife has no interest in these things, and no interest in voicing her own ideals. It will simply become like my coffee, cold, and one day to vanish in to the electronic ether.
End of Line as Tron repeated so often many years ago in its interpretation of the digital world.
Maybe I am bleak because a little light has left this world. Because one who continued, with others fell to the way side, to provide us with measured, rational doses of words, wisdom and work. Who shared with us his day to day experiences, struggles and life.
Maybe I am bleak because how many of us, in that former profession, had those narrow misses? Those brief glances in to our future? that feeling that all we knew and had was about to change in a single instance….and once he was past that point he chose to go back to it, willingly, knowing the costs at stake? Only to be snatched at the last possible instance mere feet from safety?
It seems incomprehensible really. But the Banshee does not care about prose, wit, or talent and at some point when she calls to us to warn of us of An Bás, the time to prepare will be over.
I prefer not to think that those engines final whine were the cry of the Banshee for Lex, although fitting it may be.
When An Bás came calling, I choose to think that someone, up there….just wanted a good debriefing on how life is down here these days. And to keep it interesting he picked the best writer we had.
Ar dheis Dé go raibh a anam
May he rest on peace
So I applied for a Internship with World of Beer
It’s a pay cut for certain, but I intend to ask my employer for a leave of absence if I am selected.
My reasons for applying are pretty straight forward
- First: I like Beer
- Second: I like Beer
- Third: Having a internship, while not required by my doctoral program, can’t hurt.
- Fourth: Its a good experience.
So do me a favor will you? If you can, drop a line to them either on their website, or via Twitter and tell them what an awesome candidate I am please? Hell, call them!
Of course I’m asking you to lie but we don’t have to tell them that
On more than one occasion I’m asked how I can work in IT and want a home that is off grid, why do I not have Netflix, Hulu, etc. Why I don’t move where internet is faster, better, more reliable, with more data. Why I don’t have the latest geek gizmo, or smart phone. Why do I still blog on my old desk top PC.
The simple answer is IT is where I work as I have too much vested in it over the years to change. However, now I live to work, not work to live and I don’t have to take part in the system anymore if I don’t want too and I don’t.
I’m tired of instant video. I’m tired of instant access. Tired of the constant barrage of advertisements at my gas pump, at the check out line. I’m tired of folks using my purchase history to try to sell me something else via my Email. I’m tired of being pushed to buy something 24/7. Tired of hearing what the Kardashians did this week, what Beiber did last night, and what Hillary is doing tomorrow. I don’t care whose phone was hacked anymore. I’m tired of hearing about government officials who stay out of jail after breaking laws that you and I would never see daylight again.
I’m just tired. Of all of it.
Compose an experiment design for the hypothesis you selected for your chosen data set. In your response, address all the factors that potentially jeopardize the validity of your design. Describe the methods, variables, and measures of control as well as the corresponding research statistics that will be employed. Address each design component in 1–2 separate paragraphs
What the actual hell.
I often question my decision to continue my education past my masters degree. I often wonder if I am just a glutton for punishment, am secretly a masochist, or just feel like I need to experience some cerebral variety of self flagellation. Eric never gets this type of thing in his classes.
Today is especially one of those days. I literally look at this assignment and I am asking myself
“What the flying tee total hell does this even mean?!”
Oh and I have to figure it out by Wednesday. No pressure.
So I’m trying something new on the blog. I travel a bit….sometimes very frequently (like the last 6 months) sometimes infrequently. But when I do I almost always end up with a different vehicle.
This week I scored a BMW 328i
Its interesting but I frankly don’t care for it. However, if you think it would be worth giving ya’ll a brief rundown of the car and what I think of them let me know. Keep in mind my daily driver is a full time 4×4 SUV thats almost 20 years old. So for me any car is a vastly different animal and road conditions are a far cry from what I deal with at home (theres a reason I have that SUV)
Anyway drop a note in the comments if this would be something you are interested in me doing.
Its been a busy damn day. Did I manage to put that in the title? I did didn’t I.
After FB killed my account I had to improvise (If you need to know what my pseudonym was let me know, I’ll clear it up). Time to kick the mothballs off this place and give it a tune up.
So I got the website all updated. Got all the Analytic and other gibberish reconnected. Deleted a bunch of old garbage. Got twitter linked in to it (did I mention I have a Twitter account? You can reach me there as well)
Got some of the pages cleaned up. I decided that I wanted to keep what has been my Irish/March theme for many years as my permanent theme. The old red theme was good, and quasi-Victorian but under that theme the site had lain stagnant for a long time. It was time for a change and regrowth. So I swapped it all to the one you see now. Kind of symbolizes regrowth and new beginnings per se.
I’ve also chosen to not delete the blogroll. I know many of the links are dead. I don’t care. Let it stand in testament to what once, what could be, and what one day may be. If nothing else its a good measuring stick by how many of us are still doing this. Me? I’ve been doing this crap off and on since 1995. Not the oldest blogger, but damn near one of the oldest web writers.
V00d3w says he may be returning as well which should be cool. I just need to get a good Windows app for my phone so I can share lots of pictures of booze with all of you as I adventure across the country.
Great thing about being on the website versus Facebook or some other 3rd party system is now we don’t have to pull any punches. With the exception of my employer, we can basically lay waste to anything and one out there with introspective, story telling and research.
I’ve managed to do more posting today than I have in a year. Gotten more comments in a day than I have in a year.
So tell your friends where I am. Let them know that the rumors of my demise are greatly exaggerated.
It’s time to get away from the censorship and Cat Meme’s of Facebook (I mean an occasional one is fine but my god, I felt like I had fleas half the damn time).
Lets see where this crazy train takes us
Its time to bring the rain!
So I picked up a digital recorder for me to use when doing my dissertation. I have to interview about 20 people in order to fulfill the requirements of my research.
I thought I was being clever. I purchased a Phillips DT2700 that came with Dragon Naturally Speaking software which can be used to transcribe the recordings without a lot of effort from me.
The software is version 13. Which is not compatible with Vista. I found that later. I.E. after I got home. Since because you know the box actually says the software can be used with Vista.
So I had to order the software. Again. I’ll get it Friday. If I’m incredibly lucky and if the manufacturer website is not wrong this version should work.
So basically I got a $50 voice recorder for $90 which I cant take back because I have to start my interviews tomorrow.
Feels like Monday.