Asymptomatic

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Fall Soccer - Pre-season Week

Soccer is upon us again, and I'm coaching Abby's team.  This year, I've decided to sign up as head coach, which is a big step in my head, but probably not much more than I've done in previous seasons.  Conceptually, I wanted to be able to run practices and games in a way I see fit.  It's not that prior coaches didn't do a good job - we took the field - just that I have some changes in mind for how to run things.

This season we'll be using incentives for the players on the field.  I've acquired a bunch of little soccer ball patches to give out to the kids that perform well at practice and games.  I hope this will give them some incentive to do their best, whereas in seasons past, I feel like they haven't all given their best effort for lack of it feeling like it meant much to participate.

Eagles Pre-Season

This year I've bought into a season ticket package with some other guys to go to Philadelphia Eagles football games.  I went to a couple of games last year with them, and it was a good time, so I was enthusiastic when they offered the opportunity to join them for the rest of the season.

As part of the season ticket package, there are tickets to home pre-season games.  Typically these games are on Thursday night, which makes them difficult to schedule to attend.  Combined with the fact that the big name players don't play, there isn't a big demand in our group for these tickets.  As a result, I requested all four of our tickets for the Jets game, and took Berta and the kids.

8th Grade Math

It's odd how memory works, isn't it?

When the kids started school this week, I was trying to remember my classes and teachers from 8th grade.  I didn't expect to remember the teachers' names, but I expected to remember what courses I had; like, what I learned in math that year.  I could not.

Bus Stop It

A year or two ago (have I been dealing with this for so long?), I did something that has essentially turned my neighbors against me.  Or at least, it feels that way.

Something happened, and I didn't handle it well.  I frequently don't handle social things well.  Its paradoxical, considering that if people - specifically, my neighbors - took the time to really get to know me (and vice-versa), they might understand why I don't handle these things well.

Change of Venue

It was just a year ago that I was writing about closing down my consulting business and joining ownCloud as an employee.  And now I've moved on to new digs.

ownCloud was a great opportunity.  I really love open source software - software that is written and distributed with the source code and the ability to change and re-release that source code.  I've been a contributor to open source projects for a long while, and have even started my own.  So the opportunity to get paid to work on such a project was a great find for me.