It’s been a busy old week. A sure sign of a busy one is that it flashes by in the blink of an eye. I spent most of it doing something that has been the basis of my job for years now, and that is nerd herding.
Don’t for one second think that I use the term nerd in any sort of derogatory manner. I have a mixture of admiration and envy for those cleverer than myself who can make stuff appear on a computer from literally nothing more than a few strokes of the keyboard.
With this project (you know, the one you are sick of almost hearing about) reaching its crashing crescendo, I had the team of developers doing the actual work in the office with me for three days in an attempt to drag things over the line. They normally work down in the South West, and we communicate via email, web chat and telephone. Of course you cannot beat all being in the same room to get decisions made quickly.
There was an outstanding amount of stuff done, and lots and lots of hours worked, and not a lot of down time. Whilst I don’t do anything physical (aka real work) there is no doubt that working at this level of intensity can be exhausting. After such a week, on the end of a long, long project, it has proven difficult to draw a line under stuff for the weekend, and I’ve found myself working today, and thinking about all this stuff when I don’t want to be.
It will soon be over.
It won’t surprise you to know that I haven’t really done a great deal this weekend, for the second week on the trot. I did do the big shop, but that merely involved a laptop, some clicking and a bloke bringing stuff to the door.
Keeping the nerdy theme going, you would have to have been in a cave this weekend not to have seen some comedic genius posting some reference to “May the Fourth Be With You”. It’s a decent play on words, and has only lost its shine now that it has been used for the gabillionth time. Don’t let my cynical grumpiness distract us from the fact that this occasion looks to be a bloody marvelous thing to go to WDW for.
Through Twitter and more laterally You Tube, it has become clear to me that this is one of the things to add to my WDW wish list for the future. Top of that list of course is to get back there at all, at any time, but if we’re playing fantasy holidays then at some point in the future we’ll be there for this.
Handily, Rebecca has a birthday around this time (the 7th just so you know!), and we have already promised her that at some point in the future we shall be there for one of her birthdays. This won’t be for a while, mainly due to having less cash than a Greek banker, but also because schools and colleges tend to be in session at this time.
Once she is free from education, we’ll hopefully schedule a trip in May. Any excuse? Absolutely.
Why do I want to go? Lots of reasons, but just invest seven minutes or so watching this. For those of a geeky/nerd like persuasion the music alone is liable to cause arousal. Mix it with fireworks and WDW, and it’s like a cocktail of Viagra and rhino horn. Pass me my light saber!!
Extending the WDW theme, this week Emily is finishing up two of her A level photography projects. Ignoring the stress this introduces into the household, along with Rebecca’s twenty three pieces of GCSE coursework that are all due in the next four minutes, it also has introduced huge expense.
The cost of the backing card, endless photo prints, and of course the bloody mileage to take the photos, and it would be cheaper to just bribe the teacher for a decent grade.
Anyway, WDW was my point, and I shall get back to it. One of her projects was based on WDW, with her taking lots of photos on out last visit, and since returning she has taken many photos in Blackpool, the theme of the project being the contrast between the two.
There are far too many photos to post here, believe me, but this particular one is a good one, and she’s proud of it.
For someone who isn’t going any time soon I think I’ve done a good job of shoe horning WDW into this post, and not crying my eyes out whilst typing. Well, not a lot anyway.
Till the next time….