Good thing we have FBI and Gates on case: "The FBI arrested an 18-year-old in Minnesota this week for being a 'key player' in the Blaster worm fiasco, which infected more than 500,000 computers this month.
How can the FBI stand there with a straight face and pat itself on the back for busting this loser? In reality, agents caught an extremely uninspired script-kid wannabe who allegedly copied and renamed the original Blaster code. And they did it by acting on a tip that turned the youngster over like a pancake. And it took 'em 10 days to do that!
As U.S. Attorney John McKay, who is taking credit for this sleuthing coup, put it: 'I find it difficult sometimes to click the on button.'
Best part is they put this 6-foot-4-inch, 320-pound fellow under home detention. From what I can tell, doesn't sound like young Jeffrey Lee Parson got out much in the first place.
$ $ $
Oh, wait. Even better than that was the actual complaint filed electronically by federal prosecutors Friday. It wasn't very legible, because the super cybersleuths who chased down this menace to society had scanned the legal document sideways. The PDF files that folks were trying to read on this matter showed only half of each page, laid out vertically across the horizontal format.
Now, if these geniuses can't scan a document right, how did they ever corner a mastermind like Parson? They had help from Bill Gates. That's how.
$ $ $
Indeed, the real heroes here were the vigilant engineers at Microsoft Corp.,
who worked hand-in-hand with the FBI to bring this elusive hacker to justice.
Once again, I find myself grasping for answers. How, oh how, can Microsoft stand right next to the FBI and pat itself on the back for working with law enforcement to bust this poor patsy? Har.
It's been a year and a half since Bill Gates promised he would commit his entire company to security issues. In that time, my blue screens of death have been outnumbered only by penis enlargement e-mails and worm viruses. "
- Alan T. Saracevic
Sunday, August 31, 2003
The Praying Mantis Style
The Praying Mantis Style
I'm reading about the praying mantis style kung-fu for two reasons right now.
1) I've always really fancied myself using this style if I ever got into Kung-Fu.
2) I had a dream where I was a Kung Fu master last night. I kicked much ass.
"Maybe it’s Mars!"
- fuzzonwall
I'm reading about the praying mantis style kung-fu for two reasons right now.
1) I've always really fancied myself using this style if I ever got into Kung-Fu.
2) I had a dream where I was a Kung Fu master last night. I kicked much ass.
"Maybe it’s Mars!"
- fuzzonwall
Saturday, August 30, 2003
Results are in...
Fight Club!
What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)
brought to you by Quizilla
Apparently I belong in Fight Club.
Don't ask me what I was posessed by to take an online test.
Last night, as I was taking Krystin home, we were listening to Chaim's Billy Joel cd play to us the "Piano Man." Krystin's commentary on that is the quote of the entry.
Quote of the Entry:
"I love this song. It always reminds me of a place I've never been to."
- Krystin
Friday, August 29, 2003
I am breaking a promise
I promised there would be film at eleven. Unfortunately, I don't feel comfortable right now disclosing what is going on in the company on a public forum (so that means if I've told you a bit of what's going on, keep it under your hat).
But believe you me -- there will be a book about this. And it'll probably be told on this site as well. So be patient.
Meanwhile, read the quote of the entry, one that is particularly pertinent to a certain person in my life (trust me, there is no question -- you know who you are).
Quote of the Entry:
"Any kneecap of yours is a friend of mine."
- Dave Farber
But believe you me -- there will be a book about this. And it'll probably be told on this site as well. So be patient.
Meanwhile, read the quote of the entry, one that is particularly pertinent to a certain person in my life (trust me, there is no question -- you know who you are).
Quote of the Entry:
"Any kneecap of yours is a friend of mine."
- Dave Farber
Monday, August 25, 2003
Job Security
I wrote an email to my president today regarding the following quote: “I should just fire everyone but [Strider] and start over with a new staff.”
The email contained the quote and the following:
“I understand that what you said was probably out of frustration or perhaps even in jest, as I did not hear the quote first hand, but I do want to make clear that this is untenable: the idea that my job is not secure here. Furthermore, I do not wish to ever hear that I may be fired so that you may start over with a new crew.”
“The last time my job security was threatened in such a manner, I left immediately with two hours notice. I didn’t even do what I was legally entitled to do, which was to take my code with me; I left it behind and left an offer on the table that allowed for my continued work on the project to be contracted for at my normal rate of $74/hour with a minimum contract of fifteen hours a week. They declined to continue my employment there, but it took four full-time programmers that had to be paid on the same scale I was just to figure out what my code did, and an additional programmer to continue my work from there. The company was a startup like ours, and with a setback like that has still has been unable to accomplish its goals without someone like myself on their staff anymore.”
“This is not a threat; this is simply a statement of fact. I want you to understand that I’m an integral part of the team, and I can take a lot of guff, but this is one bit of guff that even in jest I do not take lightly. It is both because I understand that tensions run high in this office most of the time that I didn’t take your words seriously this time and out of respect to Rick and the burden he’d be left with if I went with my first instinct and quit on the spot. I feel a line has to be drawn as this sort of slam to my dignity is a hot-button issue for me.”
The president replied:
“Mark: You are a turkey. Whether because or in spite of which, you have been grafted - or drafted - into a family - not a business. High handed & thin skinned bull shit is something we both need to endure from one another in the course of very frustrating circumstances. Questioning my commitment to you is even less tenable than your feeling threatened to begin with.”
“Being part of a dysfunctional family may not always be fun. But, in my life, it IS unconditional. I even put up with Matthew. So, cut the shit and keep working.”
Rabbi "Dad"
Quote of the Entry: "i just saw a teaser for the upcoming news that stated an enraged father in south florida took his son's life & then his own... matthew's still alive, right? :D"
- lish
The email contained the quote and the following:
“I understand that what you said was probably out of frustration or perhaps even in jest, as I did not hear the quote first hand, but I do want to make clear that this is untenable: the idea that my job is not secure here. Furthermore, I do not wish to ever hear that I may be fired so that you may start over with a new crew.”
“The last time my job security was threatened in such a manner, I left immediately with two hours notice. I didn’t even do what I was legally entitled to do, which was to take my code with me; I left it behind and left an offer on the table that allowed for my continued work on the project to be contracted for at my normal rate of $74/hour with a minimum contract of fifteen hours a week. They declined to continue my employment there, but it took four full-time programmers that had to be paid on the same scale I was just to figure out what my code did, and an additional programmer to continue my work from there. The company was a startup like ours, and with a setback like that has still has been unable to accomplish its goals without someone like myself on their staff anymore.”
“This is not a threat; this is simply a statement of fact. I want you to understand that I’m an integral part of the team, and I can take a lot of guff, but this is one bit of guff that even in jest I do not take lightly. It is both because I understand that tensions run high in this office most of the time that I didn’t take your words seriously this time and out of respect to Rick and the burden he’d be left with if I went with my first instinct and quit on the spot. I feel a line has to be drawn as this sort of slam to my dignity is a hot-button issue for me.”
The president replied:
“Mark: You are a turkey. Whether because or in spite of which, you have been grafted - or drafted - into a family - not a business. High handed & thin skinned bull shit is something we both need to endure from one another in the course of very frustrating circumstances. Questioning my commitment to you is even less tenable than your feeling threatened to begin with.”
“Being part of a dysfunctional family may not always be fun. But, in my life, it IS unconditional. I even put up with Matthew. So, cut the shit and keep working.”
Rabbi "Dad"
Quote of the Entry: "i just saw a teaser for the upcoming news that stated an enraged father in south florida took his son's life & then his own... matthew's still alive, right? :D"
- lish
Yahoo! News - Man vs. Machine: Are Robots Getting the Upper Hand in Space Exploration?
Yahoo! News - Man vs. Machine: Are Robots Getting the Upper Hand in Space Exploration?
Interesting story.
I had to stand someone up last night purely by coincidence. She hates me now, I'm sure.
I'm still sore as hell from yoga. My body aches from head to toe. And Joel keeps telling me the only thing to make it feel better is more yoga. I'm not sure I believe him. He told me that yesterday, and I'm still hurting.
Am I gullible or what?
/rizzn
Interesting story.
I had to stand someone up last night purely by coincidence. She hates me now, I'm sure.
I'm still sore as hell from yoga. My body aches from head to toe. And Joel keeps telling me the only thing to make it feel better is more yoga. I'm not sure I believe him. He told me that yesterday, and I'm still hurting.
Am I gullible or what?
/rizzn
Sunday, August 24, 2003
rizzn is tired
i tried yoga yesterday. I am in much pain today.
Joel came back from India, and somehow roped me into doing yoga down on the stage on the broadwalk for an hour and a half.
It was very excruciating. The only way to describe it is I felt like a washcloth that had been wrung out. I felt twisted, squeezed, sweaty and sore.
Amazingly enough after it was done, I felt good.
What's funny is Joel is somehow trying to convince me that it'd get rid of my soreness to do some more yoga again. I'm unsure that this isn't some sort of gimmick like when you've seen a movie like Gummo or something and you try to convince people to watch it with you not because it's so good, but because it's so horrible and you want other people to be scarred like you have (the whole misery loves company thing).
So my prognosis is: Yogo is weird and I'm not sure if I like it. It was definately a workout though. Nothing can make you that sore and not be a workout.
Quote of the Entry:
"This is proof that I am still VERY naive or just totally out of the smart loop."
- fuzzonwall
/rizzn
Joel came back from India, and somehow roped me into doing yoga down on the stage on the broadwalk for an hour and a half.
It was very excruciating. The only way to describe it is I felt like a washcloth that had been wrung out. I felt twisted, squeezed, sweaty and sore.
Amazingly enough after it was done, I felt good.
What's funny is Joel is somehow trying to convince me that it'd get rid of my soreness to do some more yoga again. I'm unsure that this isn't some sort of gimmick like when you've seen a movie like Gummo or something and you try to convince people to watch it with you not because it's so good, but because it's so horrible and you want other people to be scarred like you have (the whole misery loves company thing).
So my prognosis is: Yogo is weird and I'm not sure if I like it. It was definately a workout though. Nothing can make you that sore and not be a workout.
Quote of the Entry:
"This is proof that I am still VERY naive or just totally out of the smart loop."
- fuzzonwall
/rizzn
Friday, August 22, 2003
Hi.
Rizzn.com has been getting complaints. Complaints in the complaint department. Complaints that I don't post enough to this here blogger of joy and wonderment.
People who know me and have read my diaries know that I don't post often. You *know* this. There is no need to complain.
For those of you who don't know this, you know now.
Having said all that, I really don't mind complaint letters. At least it means someone else cares.
So. What have I been doing this week. This has been a particularly hellacious week as far as finances and politics go. Horrible problems with the D.C. office. I want to strangle all of them. Allegedly, when the president went up there, he tried to strangle one of them in the airport, before four policemen dragged him away. Keep that one under your hat, I don't think I'm supposed to talk about that.
I've been keeping myself firmly entrenched in code. It's the only way I can deal with the crazyness around here. I shut off my phone, have the back office handle my calls, and just code. It something that I can control, and it gives me at least some sense of reward to be able to type up some stuff and have it work.
In other news, I'm getting a new condo thingy. Yeah, the seventh floor penthouse just wasn't good enough for me, I'm movin' on up to a 14th floor two-bedroom down the road on the beach. Daddy like.
We're also signing a deal with a big travel agency who wants to resell our tickets. Check this out: I get a car out of the deal. Word. Up.
Also, to revive another old tradition - the Quote of the Entry!
Quote of the Entry:
"You will probably hear from me yet again. I am not a psychic, this is only a hunch."
- uzume
People who know me and have read my diaries know that I don't post often. You *know* this. There is no need to complain.
For those of you who don't know this, you know now.
Having said all that, I really don't mind complaint letters. At least it means someone else cares.
So. What have I been doing this week. This has been a particularly hellacious week as far as finances and politics go. Horrible problems with the D.C. office. I want to strangle all of them. Allegedly, when the president went up there, he tried to strangle one of them in the airport, before four policemen dragged him away. Keep that one under your hat, I don't think I'm supposed to talk about that.
I've been keeping myself firmly entrenched in code. It's the only way I can deal with the crazyness around here. I shut off my phone, have the back office handle my calls, and just code. It something that I can control, and it gives me at least some sense of reward to be able to type up some stuff and have it work.
In other news, I'm getting a new condo thingy. Yeah, the seventh floor penthouse just wasn't good enough for me, I'm movin' on up to a 14th floor two-bedroom down the road on the beach. Daddy like.
We're also signing a deal with a big travel agency who wants to resell our tickets. Check this out: I get a car out of the deal. Word. Up.
Also, to revive another old tradition - the Quote of the Entry!
Quote of the Entry:
"You will probably hear from me yet again. I am not a psychic, this is only a hunch."
- uzume
Thursday, August 14, 2003
Note the date and time of this post.
I predict rioting in the streets of NYC and most northeastern towns tonight. Full scale martial law by Sunday.
/rizzn
/rizzn
Wednesday, August 13, 2003
the day looks better from the other side.
Today looked better from the other side. Or perhaps it was that it couldn't look any worse from where it was last night at this time. I don't know which it is, all I do know is that things on this rollercoaster ride are heading back upwards, and as per usual, I'm not going to question it, only roll with it's momentum.
It is my goal here as an executive at this company to impose my order on the chaos. When I walked into this situation, it was pure pandemonium. The company was in a downward tailspin, but nobody could even tell.
Well, now we are more in what you'd call a controlled dive. And if my estimations are correct, we've levelled off our descent and are beginning our upward climb as of today. We've been trying to pull out of the stall for the last three weeks, and to be honest, I don't think we could possibly continue to fall at all without the whole thing crashing and burning.
But we are upwardly ascending now. We have quadroupled the size of our financial backing, and this time, for real, it looks as if it is going to be in place by Friday. Granted, from our financial projected losses, the first $800,000 we make in profits, it has to go to paying off our damages incurred within the last two months -- but presuming my financial projections are anywhere near on target, that should only account for a maximum of 2% of our years net earnings.
We just have to pull out of our stall. I think it's done. I think we are facing upward now. A few more days like today, and I think I will feel secure in my future. God help me make the right decisions, because if we've come this far and I end up fscking it up, now wouldn't that just suck.
I had some paragraphs here about how humbling it is to be in my position here at the company, but then I re-read them, and they seemed like so much bullsh!te and boasting that I had to delete them. My ego will only let me go so far sometimes.
It's frickin' 3:00am. I'm going to sleep.
It is my goal here as an executive at this company to impose my order on the chaos. When I walked into this situation, it was pure pandemonium. The company was in a downward tailspin, but nobody could even tell.
Well, now we are more in what you'd call a controlled dive. And if my estimations are correct, we've levelled off our descent and are beginning our upward climb as of today. We've been trying to pull out of the stall for the last three weeks, and to be honest, I don't think we could possibly continue to fall at all without the whole thing crashing and burning.
But we are upwardly ascending now. We have quadroupled the size of our financial backing, and this time, for real, it looks as if it is going to be in place by Friday. Granted, from our financial projected losses, the first $800,000 we make in profits, it has to go to paying off our damages incurred within the last two months -- but presuming my financial projections are anywhere near on target, that should only account for a maximum of 2% of our years net earnings.
We just have to pull out of our stall. I think it's done. I think we are facing upward now. A few more days like today, and I think I will feel secure in my future. God help me make the right decisions, because if we've come this far and I end up fscking it up, now wouldn't that just suck.
I had some paragraphs here about how humbling it is to be in my position here at the company, but then I re-read them, and they seemed like so much bullsh!te and boasting that I had to delete them. My ego will only let me go so far sometimes.
It's frickin' 3:00am. I'm going to sleep.
Matrix ReSeussed
The following contains Reloaded spoilers
The Matrix: ReSeussed
by Tom
(If "The Matrix: Reloaded" had been written by Dr. Seuss)
NEO: I am the One and I am free.
The Oracle is fond of me.
I need that dude who makes the key.
MEROVINGIAN: You only dream that you are free,
Look all around -- causality:
It's in the wine, it's in the steak,
It's in this chocolate cake I bake.
See yonder blonde? She sure looks fine.
One bite of cake, and she'll be mine.
Then in the restroom where we're meeting,
You can guess what she'll be eating.
So, goodbye.
NEO: But I am free,
And he is not the boss of me!
PERSEPHONE: He is a pig, she is a whore,
I've seen this scene twelve times before.
The tricks he's pulled, the lies he's said --
I'll shoot his werewolf in the head!
I'll fix him good for being sly;
I'll give you the key maker guy.
But first, a kiss to seal the deal;
Just make me feel that it's for real.
NEO: This bargain does have some appeal . . .
OK, a kiss, and now we're through.
PERSEPHONE: I'm very cute, curvaceous too,
Is that the best that you can do?
It must be true, the things they say --
The tabloid stories that you're . . .
NEO: Hey!
Let's try again, you are a hottie.
Here's a kiss that's really naughty.
(Trinity will hate this night.
She'll bring it up each time we fight.)
PERSEPHONE: Now, that was better, way to go!
I feel a tingle, head to toe.
Let's have another.
TRINITY: Back off, ho!
Or taste a bullet from my gun.
PERSEPHONE: Too bad you're with her, she's no fun.
Well, come with me, we won't get caught.
I'll let you in my secret spot:
A steamy, dark place down below,
A tunnel deep in my chateau.
MORPHEUS: Could this be symbolism?
TRINITY: No.
PERSEPHONE: Come through this door and take a peek.
This little guy is the locksmith geek.
KEYMAKER: I've got the keys to every lock.
I jingle-jangle when I walk!
NEO: And can you get me to the Source?
KEYMAKER: I have that key. Of course! Of course!
I'm on your side, just don't take me
Through airport gate security.
(First published at http://matrixessays.blogspot.com
This poem may be freely reproduced if it is unchanged
and this notice is included.)
ugh
it's 3:02am. I'm finally done with work. I didn't actually get done what I set out to get done, but it's time to sleep, and I need it.
Do you ever just have that feeling inside like things aren't going to be okay?
Maybe it was just the events of the day, maybe it's an accurate feeling. I don't know. All I know is things don't seem right at the pit of my stomache right now.
Granted, these feelings have a lot to do with what's going on in the business right now. I know it would make good stories to start talking about it here and garner me lots of interested readers, but I'm just not going to do that right now. For one, it would take me until tomorrow morning at 3:00am to finish the story, and two, there is no ending to it, happy or sad, so writing it now would just serve to make me wallow in whatever feeling I'm in right now.
I need 24 more hours a day to work with. This is becoming a real problem. I can't sleep until I have a certain number of needs satisfied: the need to vent, the need to complete things on my task list, the need to play, the need to eat, and the need to take care of my basic hygenics. I don't have enough time in the day to complete everything I need to complete, so I end up staying up on average 20 hours a day. My parents and friends warn me that I'm going to burn out, but I don't think I have time to burn out today, so I don't even see it as a possibility. I need an assistant right now, but I don't have it in my budget to hire one, nor do I have the time to interview them.
I feel like an irresponsible friend; I've not been able to keep in contact adaquately with all my friends and family. I'd love to start a relationship with a girl, but I don't have the time to talk to myself, let alone talk the pants off of someone else! I know there is a payoff down the road, presuming things go according to plan, but when have things ever gone according to my plan, ever?
My biggest fear is that despite the fact that I do everything right and put in 200% the effort three normal humans can put into a project, this thing will fail, and I will be humiliated in front of peers, friends, family, and strangers.
All I know is that this company was fscked up when I got here, and I've done all I can to repair the damage. I've applied so much bandage to the company it looks like a mummy. If this doesn't stop the bleeding, if this doesn't fix it, then it was terminally ill when I got here, and it's just that no one told me so.
I'm probably just pessimistic because I'm tired. I get that way sometimes.
Do you ever just have that feeling inside like things aren't going to be okay?
Maybe it was just the events of the day, maybe it's an accurate feeling. I don't know. All I know is things don't seem right at the pit of my stomache right now.
Granted, these feelings have a lot to do with what's going on in the business right now. I know it would make good stories to start talking about it here and garner me lots of interested readers, but I'm just not going to do that right now. For one, it would take me until tomorrow morning at 3:00am to finish the story, and two, there is no ending to it, happy or sad, so writing it now would just serve to make me wallow in whatever feeling I'm in right now.
I need 24 more hours a day to work with. This is becoming a real problem. I can't sleep until I have a certain number of needs satisfied: the need to vent, the need to complete things on my task list, the need to play, the need to eat, and the need to take care of my basic hygenics. I don't have enough time in the day to complete everything I need to complete, so I end up staying up on average 20 hours a day. My parents and friends warn me that I'm going to burn out, but I don't think I have time to burn out today, so I don't even see it as a possibility. I need an assistant right now, but I don't have it in my budget to hire one, nor do I have the time to interview them.
I feel like an irresponsible friend; I've not been able to keep in contact adaquately with all my friends and family. I'd love to start a relationship with a girl, but I don't have the time to talk to myself, let alone talk the pants off of someone else! I know there is a payoff down the road, presuming things go according to plan, but when have things ever gone according to my plan, ever?
My biggest fear is that despite the fact that I do everything right and put in 200% the effort three normal humans can put into a project, this thing will fail, and I will be humiliated in front of peers, friends, family, and strangers.
All I know is that this company was fscked up when I got here, and I've done all I can to repair the damage. I've applied so much bandage to the company it looks like a mummy. If this doesn't stop the bleeding, if this doesn't fix it, then it was terminally ill when I got here, and it's just that no one told me so.
I'm probably just pessimistic because I'm tired. I get that way sometimes.
Tuesday, August 12, 2003
The law.
I was shown the most disgusting face of the law today. An angry customer threatened me and my staff personally, so I called the police when the customer showed up. The police get here, and on the phone they say they will escort the guy off the premises on the first offense of trespassing, and on the second offense, arrest him. When the police actually got here, they sat here and tried to arbitrate the conflict like they had the liberty to do so, meanwhile shutting down operations of all of our business, not letting us answer the phones, and preventing us from contacting our attourneys.
I was livid, but I kept my calm, as difficult as it was, given that when I told the police of the threats leveled against us, they just laughed in our face, taking this asshole customer's side.
What the hell can you do in a situation like that? I'm losing money by the minute as I'm unable to conduct business, I have a fellow that swore "on his children's lives and with his hand to God that he was going to blow a hole in each one of our faces as well as blow up the building."
Unbelievable. Completely untennable! What do you do? Call the cops?
"Hello, police? Yes, I have three uniforms in my house as well as a man threatening my life, and I want them out now."
The moral? I don't know, I guess the moral is to leave the country and move to a place where it's legal to kill or restrain people that intrude on your property.
(...)
So I'm gonna stick around with Russ and be a mentor
With a few rhymes so muthafuggas
Remember where the thought is
I brought all this
So you can survive when law is lawless
Feelings, sensations that you thought were dead
No squealing, remember
(that it's all in your head)
(...)
- Gorillaz : Clint Eastwood
In other news, if you are being ignored by me, do not take it personally. I've been so busy, it's insane. Trust me on this, I'm no ducking anyone's calls.
/rizzn
I was livid, but I kept my calm, as difficult as it was, given that when I told the police of the threats leveled against us, they just laughed in our face, taking this asshole customer's side.
What the hell can you do in a situation like that? I'm losing money by the minute as I'm unable to conduct business, I have a fellow that swore "on his children's lives and with his hand to God that he was going to blow a hole in each one of our faces as well as blow up the building."
Unbelievable. Completely untennable! What do you do? Call the cops?
"Hello, police? Yes, I have three uniforms in my house as well as a man threatening my life, and I want them out now."
The moral? I don't know, I guess the moral is to leave the country and move to a place where it's legal to kill or restrain people that intrude on your property.
(...)
So I'm gonna stick around with Russ and be a mentor
With a few rhymes so muthafuggas
Remember where the thought is
I brought all this
So you can survive when law is lawless
Feelings, sensations that you thought were dead
No squealing, remember
(that it's all in your head)
(...)
- Gorillaz : Clint Eastwood
In other news, if you are being ignored by me, do not take it personally. I've been so busy, it's insane. Trust me on this, I'm no ducking anyone's calls.
/rizzn
Monday, August 11, 2003
A Story I Thought Of while Listening to our IMPORTANT Conference call.
Strider and I were typing notes back and forth while we were listening to one side of the conference call with our super wonderful investor. I was paging through my artwork gallery, and I noticed that my "JBM Logo" art thingy had some writing written in reverse, so I copied it to the ol' clipboard, flipped it around, and lo and behold, I see a name I haven't seen in a while: Benjamin Protas. It's an intergroup development memo regarding our OS Overlay we were working on in our nerd club back in highschool.
Below is excerpted from the little note I typed to Strider.
we came up with this idea for an OS overlay that had a built in online service into it. It was amazinly like windows 95, but it was conceptualized by a bunch of highschoolers ... in 1994-1995. and of course, 95 didn't come out til' 96.
Unfortunately, like most development projects undertaken by highschoolers, it was left off just short of completion.
it was going to be cool.
In other news, we actually got the conference call going and it's wrapping up, and it looks like all is somehow, somewhat more whole.
Film at 11.
Below is excerpted from the little note I typed to Strider.
we came up with this idea for an OS overlay that had a built in online service into it. It was amazinly like windows 95, but it was conceptualized by a bunch of highschoolers ... in 1994-1995. and of course, 95 didn't come out til' 96.
Unfortunately, like most development projects undertaken by highschoolers, it was left off just short of completion.
it was going to be cool.
In other news, we actually got the conference call going and it's wrapping up, and it looks like all is somehow, somewhat more whole.
Film at 11.
Waiting game.
This is yet another day of waiting. I just want to say this now and forevermore: Billionaires suck. Millionaires aren't that much cooler.
They procrastinate. They put you off. They have much more important things to do. For all the money they have, I have yet to meet one that has a head for business. Am I that egotistical to expect those who do business on the millions of dollars level with me to at least have as much business sense as I do? How the hell do they get to be this rich if they are unable to perform when it's balls to walls time?
Seriously, folks. I may not have the best resume in making companies turn into multi-million dollar successes. I've had my share of failures. But DAMNIT I am not guilty of continually snatching defeat from the jaws of victory like these multi-million dollars morons I have to work with. Absolutely re-frie-diculous.
I'm done. For now.
/rizzn
They procrastinate. They put you off. They have much more important things to do. For all the money they have, I have yet to meet one that has a head for business. Am I that egotistical to expect those who do business on the millions of dollars level with me to at least have as much business sense as I do? How the hell do they get to be this rich if they are unable to perform when it's balls to walls time?
Seriously, folks. I may not have the best resume in making companies turn into multi-million dollar successes. I've had my share of failures. But DAMNIT I am not guilty of continually snatching defeat from the jaws of victory like these multi-million dollars morons I have to work with. Absolutely re-frie-diculous.
I'm done. For now.
/rizzn
Sunday, August 10, 2003
Saturday, August 9, 2003
Hah!
The XP key used to install my version of Windows XP isn't valid, according to the SP1 update feature.
Show of hands: who's surprised?
/rizzn
Show of hands: who's surprised?
/rizzn
Thursday, August 7, 2003
My Days are Full!
I was going to call FuzzOnWall tonight, but I didn't get the chance. And I doubt that she'll appreciate a phone call around 2:30am. Hrmm. I must make a committment to do so tomorrow, otherwise she'll just think I'm some sortof flake. Which I'm not. More of a nut, I am. Definately not a flake.
My days are blurs. The company is navigating its last stretch of shakey ground right now. After we pull through this bit and come out on top, I can start telling the story of the company with a little bit of levity. If I tried to tell it right now, it would only come out all cynical.
Today though, hrmm, I was working on my super secret project of the moment, and I must say, I am very impressed with the abilities of my researchers, and I'm very impressed by their sense of responsibility and diligence. I hope I'm able to reward them very soon.
Right now I'm tired as fsck and I want to sleep, but I've many miles to go before I do so and then in a few hours, it all begins again.
Finally, I am now noticing, my entries are getting to be of a more respectable size. Soon, readers (all two of you[ha, as if there were even that many]), you will see me get back into the swing of things and actually write things worth reading. Until then, as you were.
/rizzn
My days are blurs. The company is navigating its last stretch of shakey ground right now. After we pull through this bit and come out on top, I can start telling the story of the company with a little bit of levity. If I tried to tell it right now, it would only come out all cynical.
Today though, hrmm, I was working on my super secret project of the moment, and I must say, I am very impressed with the abilities of my researchers, and I'm very impressed by their sense of responsibility and diligence. I hope I'm able to reward them very soon.
Right now I'm tired as fsck and I want to sleep, but I've many miles to go before I do so and then in a few hours, it all begins again.
Finally, I am now noticing, my entries are getting to be of a more respectable size. Soon, readers (all two of you[ha, as if there were even that many]), you will see me get back into the swing of things and actually write things worth reading. Until then, as you were.
/rizzn
Tuesday, August 5, 2003
Meetings
Our company is starting to turn into Nokia. I'm spending more and more of my daily routine in meetings. Insanity. I've spent already three hours of the day in meetings.
And I'm not really an integral part of these meetings. I'm just here to balance out the number of people from our company to the number of people from the client's company.
Politics are ridiculous.
/rizzn
And I'm not really an integral part of these meetings. I'm just here to balance out the number of people from our company to the number of people from the client's company.
Politics are ridiculous.
/rizzn
well.
blog this. hrmm. okay.
anyways, my head has been spinning like a crazy guy today. i'm waiting for the projectile vomiting and the demonic voices, and then my day will be complete.
I feel like i just woke up about 20 minutes ago, but it's like 4:30, so I know it's been at least 8 hours.
wow.
/rizzn
anyways, my head has been spinning like a crazy guy today. i'm waiting for the projectile vomiting and the demonic voices, and then my day will be complete.
I feel like i just woke up about 20 minutes ago, but it's like 4:30, so I know it's been at least 8 hours.
wow.
/rizzn
Sleepy time
I'm so tired I'm about to collapse. But as usual, I have at least one more hour of work to do.
I started another super secret project today. This makes about four super secret top priority jobs I'm working on, and about five above board not so secret but still top priority jobs I'm working on.
This would be more fun if I got to sleep more.
:/
/rizzn
I started another super secret project today. This makes about four super secret top priority jobs I'm working on, and about five above board not so secret but still top priority jobs I'm working on.
This would be more fun if I got to sleep more.
:/
/rizzn
Monday, August 4, 2003
Hello all.
Well, this seems to be working okay. For all my friends coming to my new website, this is it, this is where you can find me online now. Especially since I've been missing in action online a lot lately.
I've moved to Florida, for those who don't know. Somehow I've hoodwinked my employers into making me a legitimate executive. My title is Interim-CFO, and the plan is once we hire someone who actually has some qualifications to be a real CFO, I'm going to be moved into the CTO position, which is something I'm a bit more qualified for.
You can message me and write me and I'll usually get around to answering with a modicum of decent timing. I generally work about 16-20 hours a day, since this is a relatively new enough company to qualify for start-up status (or at least understaffed-status).
I'm tired and I've got work to get back to, but I wanted to put some real content into the blogger, so here it be.
my aim name is: rzndourdn
my yim name is: rizzn.geo
see ya
/rizzn
I've moved to Florida, for those who don't know. Somehow I've hoodwinked my employers into making me a legitimate executive. My title is Interim-CFO, and the plan is once we hire someone who actually has some qualifications to be a real CFO, I'm going to be moved into the CTO position, which is something I'm a bit more qualified for.
You can message me and write me and I'll usually get around to answering with a modicum of decent timing. I generally work about 16-20 hours a day, since this is a relatively new enough company to qualify for start-up status (or at least understaffed-status).
I'm tired and I've got work to get back to, but I wanted to put some real content into the blogger, so here it be.
my aim name is: rzndourdn
my yim name is: rizzn.geo
see ya
/rizzn
Sunday, August 3, 2003
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