One full year has passed since my last blog update.
There are moments when I think a year has passed incredibly quickly. At the same time it feels like it’s been a lifetime since I was here. Two Weeks Till Friday is a shadow of my past. I love that I can come back and see what I was doing, what filled my thoughts and my days over the past 10 years. It saddens me that I’ve lost my voice to really say anything anymore. I wish I could say that I’ve occupied my times with brilliant adventures, genius ideas or magical dreams… but I haven’t really. I guess that’s what makes this blog bitter sweet for me; a window to my past but nothing more. If anything, a reminder that I’ve become… complacent. Boring. Uninspired.
I don’t know if I even have the strength to re-invent this. Facebook seems to assuage my need to tell the world what’s going on in my head. And of course, the brevity of Facebook has made me lazy. So very lazy. I imagine one day I will lift my eyes from my ipad and realize I’ve lost a decade of my life reading other people’s status updates. And I will wonder if my status updates equals a life worth lived. I doubt it will… And that makes me sad.
Of course, ironically, I know that there is no one out there reading this anymore. Even if I could resurrect this page to something awesome… no one is left out there to read. I am literally typing to no one. How odd of me. I guess communication to other people was never really the point. Or it shouldn’t have been. It was about me talking to my future self. Passing a reminder of what I had for dinner last night or what my latest anxiety was all about… or what my dog did last week. Or, or or or… I think I always hoped others would read my blog but now that I’ve been away, and I go back and read the posts of yesteryear, I now know it was really all for me. It’s always been about me.
One year. Gone. So much has happened and yet so little. Such is life.
One. Full. Year.
That being said, I received an email from a friend the other day about a new app he is working on. It sounds… intriguing. Perhaps I’ll post about that next…
I was in a meeting yesterday presenting this new Predictive Model concept to our VP of Operations with a small group of people. Not that this really matters to the story… But it went very well, thanks for asking.
So I’m in a small group (4 of us) working on this initiative. One of the people in the group is relatively new and very nice. She was asked to contribute to the group in the role of Project Manager. So far she has been… somewhat underwhelming. It’s not her full time job as she works in another department doing… whatever it is she does. Project Managing her own group I guess.
Another member of this small group and someone that works directly with me in my department confided in me that they didn’t think much of this person, she doesn’t seem to be very effective, and has no real desire to interact with her.
While I could see the point(s), I responded with the thought that while she hasn’t been very effective on our team, she must have been hired for a reason, and I can only assume that she posses a talent that we’re not aware of. I tend to give people the benefit of the doubt which I think is nice but it also makes me a mark for grifters. Like the one time where I put $500,000 down on the horse ‘Lucky Dan’ at Shaw’s Parlor only then to find out that my inside tip told me to place the bet on Lucky Dan to come in second. When I asked for my money back, the FBI stormed in, betrayal ensued, people got shot and I’m escorted out of the building. No wait… that was The Sting. Ya, it didn’t make sense when I watched it then either…
But I digress.
Today I found this quote on Facebook.
So the moral of this story is… no matter how insightful you think you are, Einstein has already quoted it and taken all the credit.
The other lesson is that Predictive Modelling is really hard…
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to go into space on the space shuttle? Did you ever wonder what it would be like to go into space riding on the outside of the space shuttle? Did you ever wonder what it would be like to be riding on the outside of the rocket boosters that pushes the space shuttle into space? Then disconnects falling back to earth?