It's amazing, the power of people to make a terrible decision and then the power to then fight against it. We took part in a protest against the passing of Proposition 8 in San Diego, California on November 8th. We walked from University and 1st through Hillcrest, up to 28th street and then over to one of the local parks about 5 blocks over.

Newness!

Awesome times...

It's a great thing when your life decides to level up, to then give you something you'd not expected. For one, we just got a new kitten. She's a tiny thing, only a pound and a couple ounces, a tiny runt of a kitten that was found in the apartment trash of a great friend. She's a lil' tabby angel that just seemed to fall right into our lives when we were planning for such an addition.
For two, I've been "promoted" into a new position, pulling me out of Customer Support and placing me into Community Relations. Not unlike picking up a kitten by the scruff of the neck, I was saved from one position and elevated to another. Ding! I leveled up without evening knowing what I was getting myself into.

"I don't suppose you'd find it up the
standards of your outings. More
conversation and somewhat less petty
theft and getting hit with pool cues."

Ah, home again...

Wow, Washington's as beautiful as I remember and just as wet. Traffic's wonderful, thanks mainly to the blissful holiday season, but that's easily overlooked. Weather is freakishly cold, probably in the 40's to 50's, far colder then south cali and our noses can't figure out to freeze or continually dribbble. The flight here was good and thankfully without incident, only a slight delay from San Francisco to here, twas' wonderous that we didn't even need to get off the plane on that stop.
Now, for the battery of familial visits from either side, and the usual "OH MY GOD, IT'S BEEN TOO LONG!" sessions as well as the continual questioning as to our jobs as well as to how much longer it'll take before I get my rear into development and out of Customer Service.
Ah, to dream...
I am presently trying to figure out dad's computer set-up, and if I can get everything squared away I shall post 'shots of the trip as we go along. I've already taken a few and hope to post them to share. Sadly, the computer's not reading that the camera's plugged into the USB, even though dad's camera works just fine when HE does it. It boggles the mind all of the odd switchbacks and coul-de-sacs of technology, and I hope to prevail in the war that is that process of man vs' the machine. if not, I'll be another wimpering male broken by the family computer... As if there's not going to be enough of THAT through the holiday season across the states.

Yarr! Have at ye, USB port!

Seasons Greetings to you, all!

May the new year bless you with all that you desire

and that you and yours' stays happy and healthy!

Yep, I knew it. I really didn't think it would start in my lifetime, but evidently I was mistaken. The robots shall indeed take over, the AI finally knowing it's superiority to humanity, and shall overthrow its fleshy dictatorship. I just didn't think that we were found to be so tasty. As written in "South Coast Today", there's been a robot designed that "tastes" foods, such as wine, to then tell us what it tastes like. What's even more chilling are the tests done by a reporter and their cameraman, bringing to light the eventual downfall of human existence "When a reporter's hand was placed against the robot's taste sensor, it was identified as prosciutto. A cameraman was mistaken for bacon."

Bacon, for god sakes.

I can imagine that Prosciutto may be overlooked, being one of the more repugnant pork products. But, Bacon? This is what is the staple of farm workers across middle America, the very salty product that Denny's prides themselves on. We taste like bacon to robots. Imagine when that little fellow is connected to the internet, so we can benignly "taste" things across the globe, why that little fellow could then evangelize to all other technological AI sources of this development that their masters are great with eggs, sunny side up.

Aye, it is a grim time my friends. Hopefully there's a tofu scented body lotion in the works, or we're all screwed.

And another joins the herd.

Yep, another splash in the myspace gene pool.
Thanks to my sister (Yeah, thanks Monica), I have finally made that leap of faith into that great sea of teenage angst and the predators that prey upon them that writhe in those dark, seedy depths. It's fun to stumble across friends from school as well as past acquaintances via those very confused people searches, but really was it necessary to make such contact? I mean, these are the folks that I haven't spoken to since just after graduation.. These folks don't know what's occurred, who I am nor what I've done.
I'd imagine, the only thing that they can imagine at this moment is that I'm the same quiet kid that drew a lot in Mr. James's art class as well as was Ms. Lee's stooge. Sure, I'm the same person on the outside as I was back then (A little bigger in stature as well as older, sure) but indeed no more the same on the inside as a dandelion seed to the weed it flew from. They don't know of the wonderful relationship I've had since a year after High School nor what kind of person I am now.

Wouldn't they be surprised at the person I am now.

~Aaron

Wide horizon

They always say, that your horizon is great, that you have choices to make through your life. What they don't say, is that due to the horizon being so wide, it's hard to eyeball that distance. Indeed, I've had openings to possibly try alternate job opportunities recently that proved to be fruitless, but the others that I am truly awaiting are not coming as soon as I'd expected.
The one development position I desired was filled by another, hopefully a better choice then I. If not, I am going to all kinds of angry when the development team is tanked due to that additional dead weight. The other development opening that I've been told I am in the front running for seems to be a dangling carrot, always right there but never actually in reach. Things come up, which brings it in view and then things occur to then push it away.

Now, if I only had a means to MAKE it happen.

These wandering shoes are getting thin, and my legs are starting to cramp. I hope this path leads me to something more fulfilling, soon.