On Sunday evening, April 13, 1980 I am in a car with my mother traveling from the drop zone to the bar where skydivers gather at the end of a jump day and I am exhausted. And probably no longer... Read more →

I'm not much for looking back these days. If we've parted ways and I've processed what needs processing, I don't give the past much thought without good reason. Sometimes the door gets nailed shut because any sort of engagement is... Read more →

I'm watching my team slog through the final stages of data validation and user acceptance prior to a thrice delayed go live and I'm blasted by the noise. There's very little I can do for them other than track progress,... Read more →

Symptoms: Fatigue, dizziness, brain fog, body aches, poor sleep, nausea... I'm in this apartment 23 hours a day. Maybe more on weekends and less when the temp drops below 0. I've been known to sit at my desk staring at... Read more →

Carlos Mario Ronaldo - Clan Kilmouski He's an old school cat and I didn't name him and he didn't really have a name, except maybe Fat Tail. Which is not true but I get the point. He might reasonably be... Read more →