Short(?) update

Evan | Development, My Thoughts | Thursday, May 15th, 2008

All is quiet on the Weeks frontier, it seems.

I’m slowly trying to make a reputation for myself at my new job as a guy who a) knows his shit and b) gets things done right the first time. The project I’m on is making this a little more difficult than I’d hoped, but I’m pretty sure I’m still managing to shine through. The trouble with the project is that when I got my hands on it, it was already a complete trainwreck. I was told that we don’t want to waste time “fixing” the fundamental design problems (problems that are causing us major-league headaches now), but focus on small-fry bugfixes and minor enhancements to the application. Just figuring out how the application manages to function is sometimes a chore in and of itself.

Then there’s the issue that only about 80% of the issues I’ve confronted so far on this project have been “small-fry” or “minor.” Also, we seem to have a glut of large-to-medium rewrites and hardcore, major functionality changes in the pipe. It almost seems as though I’m looking at a major revision being fed to me one requirement at a time (if I’m lucky) over a defect tracking system. These things don’t combine to make Weeks happy.

Fortunately, it’s still my favorite technology (.Net) and the people I work with keep me laughing and enjoying my job, even when I’m banging my head on my desk at some of the boneheaded decisions being made. I’m a little concerned about the financials of the company I work for, but my skillset(s) are pretty diverse and very much in demand worldwide, so I’m not worried about feeding the family in case the worst should happen. If all else fails, I can always cook.

Speaking of cooking, this season’s Top Chef is turning out to be REALLY neck and neck. They really managed to cast some seriously talented folks. If you haven’t checked it out, tune in on BravoTV on Wednesday evenings. Good stuff.

Ok, before I pass out…

Evan | Family | Wednesday, April 23rd, 2008

For the record, driving 4 and a half hours one way then turning around and driving the same route immediately in reverse sucks hard.

I left Hattiesburg to visit my wife and kids over the weekend, and all seemed to be going well. Lily did pretty well with me leaving on Sunday; Laurel was having some stomach troubles, but nothing major-league. I was about 30 minutes from Hattiesburg when I got a call from Karri:

“Hey, you probably ought to turn around and head back now.” (Uh-oh)

“Why, what’s up?”

“Laurel is being admitted to the hospital. She’s running a fever of 100.3 and the doc says that with her being less than 60 days old, there’s a whole battery of tests they have to do. He said it could be anything from a stomach virus to meningitis.”

“Oh f*ck me sideways with a lead pipe and no lube.”

“Yeah.”

After about an hour, some cheap deli food and Frito and Betty telling bad inside jokes for me to chuckle nervously about, I turned around and headed back to Montgomery.

Long story short, and since I’m a little vague on the details anyway myself having gotten about 6 hours of sleep in the last 72, I ended up babysitting Laurel in the hospital while Karri took a short and pointless break on Monday. We tag-teamed out that night, and Lily ended up coming down with a fever over 103 that night, complete with involuntary muscle spasming and inconsolable crying. We were at the ER not 10 minutes after that started (about 4-5 AM) and didn’t leave until lunch (about 11:30 AM). She has a moderate case of strep throat.

Laurel endured test after test and finally was released Tuesday night around 9:45 PM after I had left town to meet the movers in Hattiesburg, who, oh, by the way, packed the house up on Monday while I babysat Lily a while. Yeah, talk about insanity. We’re moving, my wife is outprocessing the military and Murphy decides to add a little flavor by putting both kids in the hospital at the beginning of our last week in Montgomery. Thanks Murph. Feel free to kiss my ass anytime.

Karri’s niece and sister left in the middle of all of this. The niece had been here for several, several weeks helping out, so I’m a bit more understanding there, but my sister-in-law may have permanently worn out her welcome. That remains to be seen, however, and it’s not my place to comment right now. I am, however, less than impressed and more than slightly pissed, for a number of reasons. I’ll leave things be at that, since it’s my wife’s family and not really my bone to pick until she hands it to me. I’d much rather she handle it than I get involved and feelings really get hurt. I’m not exactly known for sensetivity or understanding when it comes to such things.

My family, however, has dropped plans and made sacrifices to be in Montgomery to help. I put out the distress signal to my Mom this morning and she was in town (a 3 and a half hour drive for her) at lunch. May I take this moment to say, definitively, that this is real love and family in action. My sister is also dropping plans to come down tomorrow to help Karri get everything ready for the Big Move this weekend, and will likely even be dodging some commitments back in Georgia to come all the way to Hattiesburg on Friday and Saturday. My family rocks. For those of you not blessed with this kind of familial love, you have my pity.

So, I’m in Hattiesburg now and so tired I’m hoping my attempt to iron work clothes after I save and push this to the site doesn’t produce burns and/or ruined clothes. After that I’m going to take a shower to ease some of the tension in my poor shoulders and lower back and try to wash away three days of body stench. Starting to get the shakes now. Signing off. Expect a more philosophical post tomorrow.

Water, Exercise and Holyshit-my-EYES!

Evan | My Thoughts | Monday, April 14th, 2008

I’m getting old. Or maybe I’ve just treated my body like an amusement park for too long.

Was out eating at Waffle House yesterday afternoon, spending some of the spoils I’d picked up from a US Department of Health survey lady ($30 for a 15-minute survey? Sure! Come on in!). Anyway, when I got my food, I noticed that just to the left of my focal point in my vision there was a blind spot, probably about 5-7 degrees in diameter. It sort of freaked me out, to the point that it was hard to finish my lunch (but by God, I am a stubborn fool, if nothing else, so I did).

Went out to the car, got in and headed in the direction of the optometrist’s office I’ve been doing freelance work for over the last two weeks. On the ride there, the obstruction moved and became translucent, while unfurling into a tear-like line across the left side of my vision. I’m not sure if it was just that one eye or both, because closing the left eye didn’t make it go away, just killed my depth perception, which is bad when driving. (like translucent floaters covering up half your peripheral vision is?)

The doc wasn’t there, so I decided to go to target and wait it out. I figure, if it’s a blood clot and I’m about to stroke out, I’d best be around people who can call 911 for me. So I’m walking around Target picking up groceries and the damn thing disappears entirely. Simultaneously, I get this splitting headache and dizziness, and I’m wondering if this is what it feels like to be about to die. So, I check out with my stuff, put it in the trunk of the car and start back home.

It showed up again not long after that, while I was driving home, in my RIGHT field of vision this time. I’m thoroughly freaked at this point, my headache is worse, I feel like I’ve been run over by a convoy of mack trucks a relatively low speed and I just want to know if I’m going to be seeing St Peter anytime soon.

Prayer and a short car ride later I’m at home, with tylenol in me and on the phone with the doc, who says it sounds like a mild diabetic attack with possible early signs of retinopathy. I get to have a lot of blood work done and a consult with an opthamologist for the retinopathy thing. Yay. Apparently my diet being so horrible over the last 4 weeks (skipping a lot of meals + sugary sodas all damn day) could very likely have pushed my system over the edge. When you don’t eat, your pancreas doesn’t produce as much insulin. Sodas apparently don’t count, and were driving my glucose levels through the roof. Bada bing, bada boom and you’ve got type 2 diabetes!

*cartman voice* Son of a BITCH…

So, I’ve been doing a lot of exercise since yesterday, and drinking a lot of water. Anyone know how to hang a 100-lb heavy boxing bag in a carport without exposed rafters? I don’t want a stand, I prefer to have it free-swinging…

Jonathan Coulton - Code Monkey

Evan | Development, Rants | Friday, April 4th, 2008

Code Monkey get up get coffee
Code Monkey go to job
have boring meeting with boring manager Rob
Rob say Code Monkey very diligent
but his output stink
his code not functional or elegant
what do Code Monkey think
Code Monkey think maybe manager oughta write goddamn login page himself
Code Monkey not say it out loud
Code Monkey not crazy just proud

Code Monkey like Fritos
Code Monkey like Tab and Mountain Dew
Code Monkey very simple man
with big warm fuzzy secret heart
Code Monkey like you
Code Monkey like you

Code Monkey hang around at front desk
tell you sweater look nice
Code Monkey offer buy you soda
bring you cup bring you ice
you say no thank you for the soda ’cause
soda make you fat
anyway you busy with the telephone
no time for chat

Code Monkey have long walk back to cubicle
he sit down pretend to work
Code Monkey not thinking so straight
Code Monkey not feeling so great

Code Monkey like Fritos
Code Monkey like Tab and Mountain Dew
Code Monkey very simple man
with big warm fuzzy secret heart
Code Monkey like you
Code Monkey like you a lot

Code Monkey have every reason
to get out this place
Code Monkey just keep on working
to see your soft pretty face
Much rather wake up eat a coffee cake
Take bath, take nap
This job fulfilling in creative way
such a load of crap
Code Monkey think someday he have everything even pretty girl like you
Code Monkey just waiting for now
Code Monkey say someday, somehow

Code Monkey like Fritos
Code Monkey like Tab and Mountain Dew
Code Monkey very simple man
with big warm fuzzy secret heart
Code Monkey like you
Code Monkey like you

Life is dreary without your kids…

Evan | My Thoughts | Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008

So I’m sitting here for the umpteenth afternoon/evening in a row, listening to Rush Limbaugh as usual, and reading the news…

I miss my wife and kids. A lot. I feel like such a sloth sitting here, and the only thing that usually gets me going is chasing my daughter or my wife, as the case may be, though for wildly different reasons.

I need a hobby that doesn’t involve the computer.

Of Wolf and Man

Evan | My Thoughts | Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008

Off through the new day’s mist I run
Out from the new day’s mist i have come
I hunt
Therefore I am
Harvest the land
Taking of the fallen lamb

Off through the new day’s mist i run
out from the new day’s mist I have come
we shift
pulsing with the earth
company we keep
roaming the land while you sleep

(shape shift) nose to the wind
(shape shift) feeling I’ve been
(move swift) all senses clean
(earth’s gift)back to the meaning, Back to the meaning of… LIFE

bright is the moon high in starlight
chill in the air cold as steel tonight
we shift
call of the wild
fear in your eyes
it’s later than you realized

(shape shift) nose to the wind
(shape shift) feeling I’ve been
(move swift) all senses clean
(earth’s gift) back to the meaning, Back to the meaning of…LIFE

I feel a change
back to a better day
(shape shift)
hair stands on the back of my neck
(shape shift)
in wildness is the preservation of the world

so seek the wolf in thyself

(shape shift) nose to the wind
(shape shift) feeling I have been
(move swift) all senses clean
(earth’s gift)back to the meaning, back to the meaning of wolf and man

 

Been feeling like I might go back to the World of Darkness and possibly work on an old Werewolf project I’ve been putting off in the back of my head for some time now. Any of my old gaming buddies that want to come along are more than welcome to join me.

Hattiesburg and New Job

Evan | Family, My Thoughts | Thursday, March 20th, 2008

So I’ve finally started the New Job.

I’m wearing one of those smiles that creeps onto your face after you’ve solved a particularly poignant life mystery, and there’s a very good reason for this, because I have indeed.

The grass is never, ever greener on the other side. It’s just different.

Granted, I haven’t received my first paycheck yet, and that will likely re-color my view on things once I discover if my tax projections were accurate. However, I’ve discovered, within the first four days of starting work here (I’ll leave the name of the company out for now. Those who know, know.), that I’ve traded one set of issues, albeit gargantuan ones, for another set. Now, let me qualify. The “issues” I’ve discovered at my new place of employment are nothing like the ones I’ve recently left behind, and I’ll let the details of that situation slide for now. They are infinitely less troublesome, to the point of seeming laughably trivial. They do, however, exist and must be dealt with. The grass isn’t greener. It’s just different.

I am, however, gratified to find that I am working with some very talented, if young, individuals who are reshaping the way I think about the non-native workforce in this country, particularly in this industry. The lead on one of the projects I am a member of is an extremely talented young man who I think is from the Central Asian region, possibly India or Pakistan. He reminds me of another ridiculously talented developer I met while in the Air Force who gets to listen to me vent all the time on instant messenger. How lucky I am to have friends who’ll put up with my inward outbursts that inadvertently find expression over the net.

The new house is so spartan as to be almost cave-like. It’s left my afternoons and evenings feeling so empty as to prompt me to deliberately make messes to take up space, so the house doesn’t feel quite so cavernous and lonely. I miss my family.

Good news on that front, though, they should all be here around the end of this next month, which is fantastic news. I had been hoping for that, but planning on them arriving at the end of May instead of April. So, happy dance ensuing.

All in all, life is looking up. My challenges are the welcome kind and I see nothing but increased happiness on the horizon for me and mine.

For now.

IdeaPad (because I haven’t come up with a better name for it)

Evan | .Net, Development, My Thoughts | Thursday, February 28th, 2008

I’m now working on IdeaPad in earnest. I just finished the intro and overview of its design document and will be tackling the “design considerations” section tomorrow, if I can. Right now I’m simply writing down every pertinent question I can think of to ask myself about the project, then doing whatever research I need to do to answer the question. That might be nothing but a Google search or it might be full-on prototyping. We’ll see when we get there. I’m not going to start actually modeling the processes until I have all of the basic design questions answered.

For a quick summary of what “IdeaPad” will do, keep reading. From the document’s intro:

“Too many times I have lost an idea I thought was worth at least a little more consideration because I either wrote it down on a scrap of paper and lost it or I had nothing to write on at the time. This product aims to solve that problem by storing ideas in a searchable format on your computer. IdeaPad will also be able to divide ideas into parts for easier management and growth of an idea, from dependencies to research, Q&A, and conditions. IdeaPad will also have a tool for the user to visually model an idea using “thought bubbles,”(possibly put off to later version) thus granting an even further layer of usability. Ideas can be anything from meeting notes or an inventor’s random scribblings about processes needing solutions, to task management and scheduling, and IdeaPad will be able to handle it.”

Yes, there are commercial solutions out there that handle exactly this problem. My trouble with them is that they either don’t do all of the things I want them to do, OR they’re prohibitively expensive, targetted at companies with the money to burn on productivity software for their management. I can’t afford to drop more than a grand on organizational software, and neither can most of the self-employed inventors I know, as well as solo software developers and absent minded folks like myself out there. I don’t want to settle for sub-par software, so the obvious conclusion was to build it myself. Expect updates on this as I get into it and really tear it apart.

Life continues to move forward.

Evan | Development, Family, My Thoughts | Sunday, February 10th, 2008

Well, not really sure what to write here. I don’t want to say anything too terribly inflammatory, but suffice to say that I am no longer with Limbo Game Studios, and will be moving to Hattiesburg, MS to start a new job there in March with the BearingPoint software factory there. Laurel Elaine Weeks is due to arrive on the 29th of February, but who knows wether she’ll be here early or not. In short, I have a lot of logistics to work out, but my family’s future is moving to Mississippi and getting Daddy the hell out of the entertainment business and into a business application development shop again.

I think that ought to catch everyone up to the present. ¬_¬

I have yet to contact any realtors or get quotes for extended-stay places, but there are enough of them in Hattiesburg that I don’t think finding a place to stay for a month or two while I look for a house will be an issue. It is, after all, a pretty big college town (University of Southern Mississippi). No, the big logistics nightmare is going to be getting Karri to Georgia after the birth with everything she’s going to need for a month or two. It may take a couple of trips to get everything she needs to my parents’ place in Gainesville. Meanwhile, I’m going to need to be finding a house and getting that, wether it’s a rental or an outright purchase, closed. The next two or three months are going to be nuts. :)

I’m also going to be starting a new job working in .Net, mostly ASP.Net and C#. I need to spin up as hard as I can in .Net web technology and be ready to hit the ground running when I start in March. I’m also learning the Windows Presentation Foundation and Windows Communication Foundation tools and how to apply those technologies to a web site. Perhaps I can bring more to the table than BearingPoint bargained for and win some brownie points.

I also need to sock away money like a crazy person so I can knock out my MCSD.Net certification as quickly as possible. i want that under my belt long before my degree is finished, so I have something to point to that says, “Yes, Evan can do the things he says he can.” I suppose my references can do that right now, but I’d prefer to have the certification as well. :D

Anyway, life moves on. Sometimes wether or not we’re ready.

Christ and Love

Evan | My Thoughts | Tuesday, February 5th, 2008

It came to me the other day as I was listening to some old music we grew up with (Glad Acapella stuff) that Christ, if you strip away the divinity and consider Him nothing more than a prophet like Muhammed, Buddha, Lao Tzu, Confucious, etc., has some very unique properties. These properties can’t be found anywhere else, and hint towards the divine nature of Christ and His message.

First of all, Christ was the only prophet in the history of this world who preached a message of Love. Now, you might say that Hindus were preaching love long before Christ was born, but you would be misunderstanding. The Kama Sutra and its attendant followers do not preach love, but lust. One has only to look at Indian culture to recognize the lack of the Love Christ preached, in the way they treat their women and children as second-class citizens, among other blatantly obvious indicators. “The Hippies preached love!” some might shout. That’s true, but the love they spoke of was a drug-induced wishy-washy feel-good love that did not endure. This is evident in the grown-up hippies’ lives around us as they are the origins of some of the most vicious political infighting since the revolution, demonizing their political enemies to the point of outright slander and libel.

No, the only place in the annals of human history where Love can be found is in Christ. This is not a lustful love or a wishy-washy feel-good love, but a Love that gives utterly of itself, up to and including the sacrifice of His life. I would grant that there have been isolated individuals throughout history who have glimpsed this perfect Love and attempted to tell of it through their flawed understandings, and such individuals have created the world religions we see in Hinduism, Buddhism, Taoism and the like, because people recognized the truth these prophets had glimpsed. Islam is in its own category, because there is nothing of love in its holy book, which I have read.

One can also look at the adherents to these world religions and see the character of the teachings behind them. Yes, all religions have their groups that have wandered off the reservation, but it seems to me that Christianity has a monopoly on people who are truly, honestly and openly caring of each other. Again, there are small pockets of exceptions worldwide, but they are far fewer and further between than you will find of worshipers of Christ.

Christ’s other unique attribute stems from the perfect Love He brought to Earth, and that is, as Dad put it, Grace.

Of all the religions in the world, faith in Christ is the only one where salvation is not purchased by deeds or by rationalizing and ignoring the vicious, selfish nature of humanity that leads to Sin. Christ purchased salvation from Sin by his life, and all one needs to do is accept that gift. That’s it! There are no rituals to observe, no penance required, nor philosophy to which one must adhere but the teachings of Christ. The uniqueness of this route to salvation among world religions gives hint to its truth.

The Love of Christ is also (and should be) apparent in the behavior and attitude of any true believer. We are far too shallow a vessel to grasp even a tiny chip of that perfect Love and not spill it out into our own lives. It manifests when we show patience in the face of ignorance and hate, in the love we show our families, and in the way we treat our fellow man when we have every worldly excuse to be ugly and hateful.

The Truth of the Love of Christ can be found at the cross. I capitalize Truth and Love because these are not the partial glimpses of those concepts that came before Christ’s birth, but their ultimate expression. Lao Tzu, Buddha and the like may have glimpsed the perfect Truth at one point or another, but it came to Earth, lived, died and rose again in Christ. God is Love, and Christ was God’s incarnation here on Earth. Christ brought Love to humanity, and it, I think, deserves remembering.

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