Current Post On Trae’s Blog:
My grandmother died last night. This wasn't a shock or a surprise. Her health has been on the decline, and she's been in hospice for the last month. She lived a long life, and in her final days she was surrounded by her three adult children.
My grandma was a kind woman. She wasn't perfect, but I always felt loved in her presence. She was a retired kindergarten teacher, and was still working when I was a kid. I have so many happy memories sitting at her kitchen table, and I'm going to carry those with me for the rest of my life. She was also proof that anyone who claims that you get more conservative as you get older is full of shit, because she certainly didn't.
I think it's interesting how the body processes grief sometimes. I don't know that I'll cry, but over the past month, knowing this was coming, I've felt a tension in my gut. Now that she's passed, instead of relief that tension is replaced by a sense of emptiness. That something is missing that should still be there. Something has been taken away, and I feel it.
Of course, as I wrote that, I immediately started crying... so I guess my body processes grief in pretty ordinary ways too.
I wanted to come up with something profound linking this to Beltane, which we sit in the middle of right now, but it just seemed hackneyed. Like I was trying to dig out some greater significance when the truth is death comes whenever it wants. The only predictable thing about it is that it's the end of all of our journeys. I hope that when I pass I'm so lucky to have lived such a long life with people that I love around me in my final days.
For the record, I will be fine. I just needed to get these words out while they were still in my head. I don't have some rousing conclusion or deep insight to tack on here at the end, just that gut feeling that something is missing.
Because it is.
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…yea okay i quit, good luck with your S888ty trainwrek of a website
Wow…that is so freakin’ familiar!
Client gives developer/programmer the passwords to fix their problems with their software and then doesn’t give the help the authority to use them. In one word: Sheesh!
I agree…if you didn’t want to give the permission to use the passwords in order to fix the problem, then DON’T GIVE THEM OUT!!!!!!
If a client gets pissy about this, dump ’em and let them go hang
If you don’t want someone looking at the database, don’t give them the password to do so. The hoops to jump though of approval to get said passwords i can sorta understand, but only sorta.
I feel like that dude must have a day job in the public sector. Possibly on a municipal level.
“We want you to do this job.” ‘Okay, so I’ll start by….’ “Oh no no no… First, write all that down and email it to four different people who will each respond with ‘Reply all’, but never actually read the other messages in the train. Then when twelve more people have weighed in, we’ll start to think about forming a committee to begin the process of considering your proposal.”