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Monday, Sept. 11, 2006
Monday Monday

Well now, today was okay, right up until I got the message LATE this afternoon about a special project deadline of this Friday, one that's going to require every bit of finesse I can pull together to make it happen by that time.

It's also been another rainy day in southern Arizona. Wasn't the monsoon over a while back? It's not supposed to rain through to October. Not that I'm complaining, since we need the moisture. It just seems really odd for it to be rainy in September. Nice, though, since it also keeps the temperatures from soaring. It's been muggy and kind of stuffy today, and tonight it's decided to twist the rain into a genuine-article lightning-and-thunderstorm. Err... Editing to make that lightning-and-thunder-and-downpour-storm.

I don't mind, long as it doesn't kick the power out again. That is always a royal pain in the butt, especially since the battery backup in my alarm clock bit the dust. I need to remember to pick up another 9-volt battery this weekend, or sure as shootin', I'll end up oversleeping one of these mornings.

The boss took our whole team out for lunch today (on the paper's dime) so I didn't have to buy my lunch. On top of that, I had plenty left over to cover lunch for tomorrow. Gotta love generous portions.

I have to watch it or I'll fall into the trap of reacting here like I did when I worked for Astronomical Twits & Toupees a few years back. There are some comparisons but they are definitely not the same business. At least, I hope that the unconscienable voice of idiocy doesn't reign supreme here. But when you work with big business - and I think this would be considered big business, with a few thousand employees at multiple locations - you can't avoid shades of that same sheeple-clone syndrome. Long as it doesn't extend to the sense of "We'll be happy to dispose of you the second we can get someone trained who'll work cheaper." I'm working with one person who's been here for something like seventeen years; but when I worked for the other big operation, I knew people who'd worked there for thirty-plus years.

Of course, the people who'd worked there for thirty-plus years pointed out when I was there that if they weren't thisclose to retirement, they'd have been looking for other employment given the Attila-the-Hun mentality that became the management style during the seven years of my incarceration employment there.

I hold out better hopes here, if for no other reason than that I'm working with a number of published authors. I am picking their brains to the utmost of my ability and without the slightest pretense of shame. The folks who've been here for decades aren't expressing any interest in going elsewhere, far as I can tell. And at least here there are several paths to move up the ladder, not the least is the version they've already dangled in front of me.

MC has been emailing with gwtw, who lives pretty close. I think if all goes well we will try to catch up sometime soon and compare notes on old computers, computer books and vehicles. (Not necessarily in that order.) MC has been on a photography spree lately and I am hoping we can get some of 'em uploaded and posted shortly. I haven't done the picture thing in a while and it's overdue!

Before - After

In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )