Son of a Pig Farmer

Sometimes, Life just kicks your ass.

• My knee woke up much stiffer than yesterday, and the cold air didn’t help much either.
• When I got to work, I realized that I’d forgotten my Yahoo! badge.
• After consulting with IT about my dead hard drive, the infallible enterprise backup system proved fallible, causing me to lose untold amounts of data.
• I got a new temporary machine, while they sent the other one out. The “getting to know you” quality time with a new system is always a pain in the ass. Just as you are ready to get on with your tasks, you remember that there’s another piece of software that you need.
• I had to use our atrocious expense reporting system to itemize an indecipherable Swedish hotel bill. (I’m still not done yet)
• The expense system made me so frazzled, I began to sweat. Remembering that I forgot to pick up more deodorant made me sweat even more, creating an even greater need for it and making me all the more conscious of the growing funk.
• After talking to Erin about the data, I realized I had about a minute to get out to my bus. I gimp-limped as fast as I could to the shuttle stop and made it by the skin of my teeth.
• When I got to Fremont BART, I realized that in my haste, I’d forgotten my keys on my desk. I’d have to take the BART to Union City and catch the 99 home, leaving my car at the station.
• As I whipped out my phone to call mamazilla, it ran out of juice.
• The ticket I needed was $1.40. I had a $10 bill. $8.60 is a lot of quarters.
• Did you know that local calls from public phones now cost 50 cents? Good thing I had those quarters.
• On the train ride, I pulled out my laptop to capture these thoughts and was unable to log on. It appears that as I was “getting to know” my computer earlier, I erased /etc (the directory where the master.password file is). I hosed my temporary computer.
• The 99 was pulling away just has I was clearing the turnstiles at Union City BART. I suppose the gimp-limp trot only works once a day. Tina would have to wake Maya and pick me up.
• After reinstalling Tiger at home, my wireless network would not give me an IP address.
• I waved a little white flag, and gave up.

I’m sure there’s a country and western song in there somewhere.

The unfinished (okay, unstarted) testing prototype will still be there in the morning. My wife and kids are healthy. I have a great job and friends. That’s the great thing about life. Everyday, you get another chance to start again.