Ranting to /dev/null

Returning

Yeah. This is apparently my first post in almost a month. Unlike some of my cohorts I am now unable to blog at work, which kind of takes a big chunk out of the day, you know?

On March 15 I transitioned to the main service floor, where I now spend 40 hours a week either answering the phone or waiting for it to ring. It's not bad, really, because I mostly enjoy helping people with their insurance problems, and in between I can read. But not surf. At my place of employment, surfing on company time can and does get you fired. So I've finished four novels in the past two and a half weeks. None of them were all that good - pulp sci-fi and fantasy mostly - but that's because I'm interrupted every few minutes. Anything of real quality would suffer under that kind of dissolution, but lighter fare works just fine.

This morning I came across this post by Josh Ellis and it resonated, so I linked to it. The longer I'm out of school, the more the whole artist mystique pisses me off. As much as a little sensitivity is a great thing, there's a limit.

On a lighter note, I also give you this. Relevant quote: "Let's face it: any script kiddie with a pair of pliers can put Red Hat on a Compaq, his mom's toaster, or even the family dog. But nothing earns you geek points like installing Linux on a dead badger."

Posted by ryan at April 10, 2004 09:17 AM | TrackBack