White Lightning Axiom: Redux: Work-week kick off

Monday, March 14, 2005

 

Work-week kick off

Ahhh, the promise of a week started anew. The birds are singing, the crocus' are blooming, the sun is raining down it's life-giving warmth ... bletch. I want to go back to sleep. Can someone hit the snooze button on the sun rising please? No, damn. Well, we managed to get out the door early since the Mrs was taking Jake to see a Childrens Orthopedic Dr about his pigeon toe bent in his right leg. His appointment was at 0830 so she wanted to drop off Alexis at the earliest possible time. It seemed that we overshot our goal. She ended up waiting for the appointment for a good hour. I even managed to get to work by 0730! When she did finally get to see the doctor, she (the doctor) said that Jake has a bit more rotation in his right hip as opposed to his left. This is not a problem at this stage so we need to bring him back in when he is 4 or 5 if it is still manifesting itself. I suppose that is good news.

Talked to my buddy Pete today. He is caring for his Mother who has terminal cancer. Rough spot for his family right now. I let him know that since we go to the Perkins near his house on Saturday morning, we would not be opposed to picking up his 3 children and hauling them with so that he and the Mrs could have some time to themselves. It is nice to have a breather every so often and God knows that he could use it. Speaking of rough times, I just got dumped on at work. Not in the bad sense, mind you. They just figured out that I could actually be useful by picking up some slack so they reassigned 4 new projects to me. Well, the old consulting axiom of 'feast or famine' has proved itself valid again. One of the projects is to extract some dates from contributors about an effort to convert ftp to the AS3 secure protocol. Well, these people are not too keen on putting a line in the dirt so I have to go a few rounds with them to edge them closer to a real-world number. All the responsibility for getting the numbers, no authority to demand an answer ... time to be manipulative. Now where did Iago go?


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