First of all, too bad for the Astros. Our defense just wasn't as good.
Moving on...
Lyn's been MIA all week. I only see him when he comes home to sleep.
Anyways...he's met a lot of interesting people this week. One of which is a high-level solutions architect, Steve. This dude's been around for a while...got all the gadgets a man that makes that kind of money should have, but still loves playing the XBOX even though he has no time. What's up with men and their game consoles? Whatever...but most importantly...he chooses to live in Orlando, right outside of DisneyWorld with his wife and kid. Lyn says he invited us to visit anytime, and yah...we will take him up on it. DisneyWorld! Wooohooo.
But yesterday was one of those very seldom days that I can't shut Lyn up. He even made time during his meeting to tell me about a special guest IBM invited to pitch a sale to him. And this dude is Grady Booch. And for those of you that don't know...he's the God of Object Oriented Language, a theorist, a philosopher. He doesn't need to do, he just visions. He's an IBM Fellow but since he was in town, he dropped by for IBM to help with the sale. Lyn said some sales and marketing folks had no idea who he was, but Lyn and Steve were in awe. It was somewhat like the highlight of his career or something to meet someone of that stature in the software engineering biz. How funny... But Lyn said he couldn't think of anything smart to say. But he did sneak a picture of him on his picture phone. Haha. What a groupie! He messaged his director too and she even walked over the other building just to try to get a glimpse of guy, but he was already gone.
(BTW - guys like these keep a blog too. I've been reading some of them... Very curious what goes through the mind of geniuses. Surprisingly, with some techno-mumbo-jumbo aside...they are very normal people...LOL.)
Oh well. So I had to listen to all his crap all week. It's good that I used to be in tech and knows what he's saying. Otherwise I'd tune him out and make him talk to Mushi. But listening to all that stuff makes me kinda miss what I used to do, but then when I see him come home at 9pm...I forget all about it. NO way I'd go back doing that. I'm not exactly the 8 hour day person either...I give it my all or none at all...I'd take the work home with me and get frustrated. I'd never be a good working mom. Best I just support Lyn in what he does well.
Comments