Home, Home on the Range...

Finally heading back home from an overnight stay in Seattle. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to complete everything that I needed to. It never ceases to amaze me how the smallest part will keep things from working. In this case, a specialized cable. Oh well.

The nice thing about taking the train to and from Seattle is that you have time to enjoy some quiet time. In my field of work, quiet time is hard to come by - users bug you day and night for help. At least on the train, when I'm bugged, I can choose to ignore it long enough to give the issue at hand the necessary thought. I choose when I hit "refresh" on my email. I choose when I'm going to respond to something. I choose when I answer the phone. At the office, people come up constantly and demand my attention. I do it to others, too. Sometimes it a necessity in the grander scheme of things. I can accomplish more learning and decision making in a 2 minute conversation in person than I can in an email conversation over a few hours.

Oh, did I slide off subject again? I did, didn't I. Dagnabit. I need a hobby to give me something to do when I'm bored. Reading trade magazines, catching up on MeFi and Slashdot don't count as hobbies.

Gregsta'