This entry: http://www.livejournal.com/community/seattle/2351820.html, fascinates me for some reason. I have a new phrase now: “Error Degrees.” Brr.
So today I’m collecting urine for a 24 hour urine test. This is the 3rd or 4th time I’ve done this. Basically, for 24 hours, you have to collect all your urine and store it in the refrigerator. They provide the collecting receptacle and the bottle, and I, well, provide the urine.
I had a kidney stone in 2002… well, let me start from the beginning
Tonight I made Jambalaya for dinner. I had previously avoided this, but since I got my Le Creuset 7 quart Dutch oven late last year, I was eager to try it (I’m always looking for an excuse to cook with it). I think it turned out well, although I discovered that I should have left the heat up higher than indicated I think because of my lame-o electric stove. Also, there are several things that seem to be more appealing when raw, including the chopped vegetables I used. Sausage always smells way better to me raw than cooked too. Perhaps I should start a raw diet (although I don’t think eating raw sausage is a good idea).
In other news, this was a surprisingly busy week for an unemployed person. I actually worked at a client’s house for 6 hours on Monday. I’ve started to do in home computer consulting, and so far it’s going pretty well. I had two rehearsals this week, as we have two concerts coming up, and I shipped out all but one of the items I just sold on Ebay.
Thursday morning I had my CR-V serviced (67,500 miles) and while I was waiting the inauguration was on. I was hoping to avoid it, but instead it was right there on the TV in the waiting room. However, about 5 minutes into Shrub’s speech I was so turned off, I found myself reading this article, even though I don’t have any cats.
I had a meeting on Friday evening with some folks from the Choral Company, and I think the discussion was quite fruitful. Hopefully, the others did too…I guess we shall see.
I spent quite a few hours yesterday posting info about our next concert to every free event site I could find. We must sell tickets. I’m learning more about non-profit management than I thought I would, and that’s a good thing, but can be scary too.
The Seattle Choral Company presents an evening devoted to vocal works from the Italian Baroque period—“Carissimi & Monteverdi: Music from the Italian Baroque.”
The concert will take place on Saturday, February 12, 2005, at St. Thomas Episcopal Church, located in Medina, at 8398 NE 12th St, west of Bellevue Square. The single performance will take place at 8:00pm.
The evening will include “Jephte,” an oratorio by Giacomo Carissimi; selections from “Mass for six voices (‘In Illo Tempore’)” by Claudio Monteverdi; and selections from “Selva morale e spirituale” also by Claudio Monteverdi. Dr. Robert Bode, currently the Director of Choral and Vocal Activities at Whitman College, in Walla Walla, returns for a third season as guest conductor on February 12.
Tickets for “Carissimi & Monteverdi: Music from the Italian Baroque” are available for $20 (general), $15 (senior), and $8 (child & student up to age 25). Seating is non-reserved. Group rates are available for parties of ten or more. Groups of twenty or more from charitable or educational organizations may receive a 50% discount on tickets.
For ticket reservations or for more information, please call the Seattle Choral Company Ticketline at (206) 363-1100.
Purchases (with no added fees) can be made through the Seattle Choral Company’s Web Page: http://www.seattlechoralcompany.org.
…or some other metaphor like escaping like rats from a sinking ship or the like. This week, one of my dear friends got his layoff notice, and a woman that I worked with for a couple of years has decided to leave the Evil Empire (EE). The layoff notice was not really a surprise, per se, and I’m not really surprised that she’s leaving, but it both will be a loss to the EE, as I believe my departure was.
Tonight I had dinner with the woman and another girlfriend who left shortly after I did and we compared stories of crying, medication, arguments, and searching for answers (as we have before). However, we all seem to be in a much better place now than we were a year ago, and I’m happy for her (even though she is now the sole bread winner in her house and she has to return to work, albeit not as a full time employee) because she seems happy with her decision.
What has struck me most about my departure from the EE is the fact that I do not miss it. Gosh, I worked so hard to get in, and boy was it fun when I first got there, but in recent years it has become miserable for many many people. There is no one to whom I speak that is happy there. It used to be an adventure…people were excited to be there; this is no more.
What I’ve also discovered is that what I experienced was not “burn out.” No, burn out would indicate that I really enjoyed what I was doing, and I was simply overworked. No, really, as I said, I don’t miss it at all. The people I met, sure…that feeling of trying to make a difference and affecting millions of peoples’ lives, that was all cool. But, in the end, I think the work just wasn’t for me. Particularly when upper management keeps making the same stupid decisions over and over and over again, and now they’re losing quality people left and right.
The cherry on the sundae is the fact that of the 11 features I owned when I left, the one I poured the most blood, sweat, and tears into has been completely dropped. This would have, of course, made my life much easier, and was one of the suggestions I made at the time. But, it does not matter that I was right. I was usually right. As a matter of fact, a weird quirk of the EE is that the people that end up staying the longest and who rise the highest make a lot of expensive, stupid mistakes. Those who stand up and try and make changes and improve processes and do the right thing often burn out or fade away.
And yet…the thing that I know about the people the work there, the ones who are actually in the trenches and do the actual *work*, these are good people and they try, really try, to do the right thing, and sometimes they succeed. They think through hard problems and try and come up with great solutions, and then, more times than should happen, are instead left with mediocre ones. And then they leave.
Such is life I suppose.
Hey, you Drew people on my Flist and the ones who lurk! So, I’m going through my really old papers (91-94), and included in that is a bunch of stuff left over from college. In amongst these is a guide called “gMail: Using Gateways to Send Mail to Other Netowrks and notes about other networks.” This was to ‘splain to us how to send e-mail from Bitnet (which Drew was on) to other networks, like ARPA and UUCP.
It was written in May 1988, and it says “TL” in the upper right hand corner. yesthattom is that you?
Anyway, it just struck me as ironic that here we are 17 years later once again using Gmail. Do you suppose that was anywhere on Google’s radar when they started Gmail or it’s really too far back in the ether?
BTW, my throwing out of files also consisted of several years of Chatham bank statements, more than one citation from Public Safety for parking where I shouldn’t, and a list of classes for which one could register.