Uninspired

I injured my foot. Yep, all that chasing after Chip n’ Dale, Pocahontas, Pinnochio, and Mom caused my right foot to start hurting quite a bit. After a few weeks of Ibuprofin and ice, I went to the doctor. She decided to have an x-ray taken just to make sure there isn’t a small fracture. “Which diagnostic center do you want to go to?” the doctor asked. “Hmmm,” I thought “I could make an outing of this.” I chose the Providence Hospital diagnostic center in NE Portland. Why? Read on, gentle reader, read on… (more…)

I thought I had found the perfect job for me. It was at a company that makes biotech software – stuff like protein modelling software and drug discovery software. This was the perfect fusion of my science education and my software QA career. (more…)

I haven’t told you the entire story about my demise at work. It can be summed up in a simple word: MUCK.

MUCK (actual word has been changed to protect the innocent) is a new style of “dextrous” software development that allows the owners of a company to make more money in less time with less people. “The Holy Grail” if you will.

MUCK is named after a poker term that means “a discarded hand” (analogy changed to protect the guilty). (more…)

The last day of our spring break, Mom and I just lounged around the pool. We were happy, exhausted, and about as uninspired as two princesses could be.

This, however, is not the end of my uninspired vacation. The “vacation” goes until I get another job. There is more of this uninspirational tale to tell, and there will be many more adventures to come…

This was our last evening at Disney World and we wanted to make it big. We wanted to make it Disney Big. The Disneyest of Disney Big evenings. Obviously, this means a Princesses Dinner. That’s right, you read correctly. A PrincessES dinner – plural.
(more…)

The plan for Day 7 was to go to Animal Kingdom. This was a much anticipated plan because we had never been to Animal Kingdom.

We got up early and were on the bus by 9 AM. Since it was Thursday, it was much busier. It seems the “long-weekend vactioner” traffic had begun. We got into the park and the first thing we saw was, in true Disney style, a souvenir kiosk. But this was no ordinary kiosk. This kiosk was filled with Eeyores! And these were no ordinary Eeyores. They were dressed in safari gear!! But wait…there is more…their tails were velcroed on, so they could come off (off course they had the trademark nail and bow)!!

Flashback to 1975:
(more…)

Are you uninspired?
(more…)

I’m sure by now this blog has got you wondering a couple of things about yourself. Are you about to get fired? Are you uninspired? Well, I have developed a couple of quizzes, based on my recent experiences, to help you find the answers to these questions.

Quiz 1: Are you about to be fired?
(more…)

Today Friend and Baby joined us for a journey through the Magic Kingdom.

Flashback to my first journey through the Magic Kingdom:

Although I was born in a state that doesn’t really have bears, I was terrified of bears. No one knows why. Call it a birth defect. Once he discovered my odd phobia, Father took great delight in teasing me about bears, but Mother would always calm me by saying that all the bears are in California.

My first trip to the Magic Kingdom (that I remember) happened when I was about 5 years old, and it was a driving trip. My cousin was an accountant for Disneyland and my Aunt and Uncle lived in Long Beach, so we had free lodging and free Disney tickets. The family was packed into the car and we headed for Tinkerbell and friends, gleefully singing “Hi Ho, Hi Ho, off to Disneyland we go!” at the top of our lungs. As soon as we crossed the state line Mother proclaimed, “Hooray! We are in California!” I promptly began to cry. (more…)

As I mentioned earlier, this vacation was actually supposed to start out as a work-related trip. The first week of my trip was going to be spent representing the company at a trade-show. However, after speaking up at work via email (I call this e-speaking) on Friday, I was informed on Sunday (the day before I was scheduled to leave for my trip) that I was not able to appropriately represent the company. Thus, the work part of my trip was cancelled.

Now, the question I pose to you, gentle reader, is whether or not I really was capable of appropriately representing the company. (more…)