Eh! Wot? There really is nothing that describes this.

14Mar/100

A brief hiatus

Posted by Mike

It's been quiet here for a few weeks while the work situation has settled out some. I'll be rectifying that shortly.

(heh, I said rectify.)

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3Feb/100

The Cult of No Responsibility

Posted by Mike

I've been trying to write this post now for a good two weeks. This is probably draft number four or so so hopefully I've got it right this time. The tone of the article has changed over time from lecture hall to soapbox preacher and now I've finally settled on righteous indignation; I'm comfortable here and hopefully it serves to drive the point home. -Mike

First things first: let me start by telling you who I am NOT talking about. I am not talking about the homeless, the unfortunate, the downtrodden, the Girl Scouts, the Shriners, or the poor. I'm not saying that each of these are not worthy causes, or that they don't do great things. They do. Who I am talking about, is you. Yes. you. All of you reading this, but you in particular. Don't look behind you because there's no one there. I'm talking to you so pay attention. I'm writing about this nasty little trend of "my life is not my fault", aka the Cult of No Responsibility, that seems to be taking over our society. It's time to quit being whiny wonders and start taking responsibility for both the good and the bad parts of your life. It can be overt or it can be insidious; it can be intentional or unknowing, but one way or another everyone out there (including you and me) have at some point tried to escape blame for something. I'm here to say stop. Stoppit right now.

It's sometimes difficult to know when you're one of these people. Quite often it takes a dramatic life event to shake your world view enough to make you realize what you're doing. Mine happened in 2004; I ended up spending 10 days in jail because I was basically a dumbass. I went through life running from my problems instead of taking care of them and tried to hide. When everything finally caught up to me I had time to sit, figure out what I was doing wrong, and decide how to fix it. Ever since then my personal mantra has been that you can't take credit for your successes without also taking credit for your failures. If I see the former without the latter I'm immediately on my guard in either a personal or professional setting. On the flip side of this, you can go too far and be paralyzed by the "it's all my fault" syndrome. I've made a list here of the little rules that I've learned over the last six years so hopefully it helps someone out by posting it here too.

  • Nearly everything in your life is under your direct control. Events themselves may not be results of your direct choice, but 99% of the time you made a choice that put you on this path.
  • Understand that while your choices put you in a situation, your choices can also take you out of it too. Sure, your sucky life may be all your fault and you know it. But as you put yourself there you have to be the one to pull yourself out too.
  • Admit your mistakes. People will generally help you work through it and you'll probably learn something new to boot. This generally only works once per person. Abuse it and you'll lose what friends and family you have left.
  • If you DO make a mistake, don't try to cover it up. It invariably backfires and you look worse than ever.
  • There is no such thing as luck. I have heard so many times how lucky I am. Let's set the record straight: I was not born clutching a winning lottery ticket. I grew up strictly low-middle middle class. My dad often worked multiple jobs to provide for us, and my mom worked too as soon as we were old enough. My sisters and I worked around the house, had jobs as soon as we turned 16, and were expected to bring home good grades too. Everything I'm good at today, from my job expertise to my friend making ability to my fitness level I've had to work my ass off for. The only thing in life that I've EVER had without working for is my limited ability to draw.
  • There is no such thing as talent. There IS such a thing called inclination. Nature and nurture can combine together in weird ways to give someone a formative edge over someone else in niche xyz. The biggest thing that comprises that which is commonly referred to as talent is "time vested". Also known as practice. Using my ability to draw I mentioned above, it's nothing more than a trick of good hand / eye coordination, my brain acts like a photocopy machine. To this day I can't sit down and draw things out of my head.
  • The expedient thing and the right thing are seldom the same thing.
  • You HAVE to try new things. Always. How else do you know what you'll enjoy? I'm horrible at writing but I keep plugging away here because it's cathartic, and I think I'm getting better. My website traffic is going up to, so that seems to be a good sign.

Further good reads on this topic:
How to be Resilient - Part 1 : The Art of Manliness
Bosting Your Resiliency - Part 2 : The Art of Manliness

So what brought all this on? It's a long story at this point but I've discovered it's not an uncommon phenomenon in the tech world. Whether your IT or IS (ie, computer guy or programmer), there is such a wealth of knowledge and specialization that it's easy to be tempted to cover your mistakes. IT in general is a high pressure career vs the old days circa 2000; no longer gods, IT people are leashed to the MBAs of the world and can't treat everyone as a "n00b". There will always be someone better and/or cheaper than you, so at the end of the day it's your people skills and respect that are the ONLY things that will save you (and your job).

1Oct/090

Yeah yeah, keep your pants on

Posted by Mike

Between staying late a few nights and gym after work, I haven't had time to finish my latest masterpiece.

Check back tomorrow.

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18Sep/092

I think therefore..

Posted by Mike

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The important thing is this: To be able at any moment to sacrifice what we are for what we could become. - Charles DuBois

This quote holds a pretty deep meaning for me. I came across it late last summer when I started to get antsy with life in Mobile. It made me think long and hard on both what I had achieved and what I wanted out of life. This single quote opened up the realization that my future, for good or for ill, was in my hands and my hands alone. My happiness was MY responsibility, not anyone elses, and if I wasn't happy then it was my own damn fault. Throughout the next year that theme was repackaged and re-presented to me over and over in a variety of ways until I finally accepted it.

While I realized I wanted something to change, I had no idea what or where. Being the logical person I am I went through a period of self examination trying to determine what exactly I was dissatisfied with. My friends and family? No,they were fine. My job? Nope, I pretty much liked everyone I worked with. My work? Well, it had its up and downs. High stress for sure. My city? Uh..it's a paved over swamp. With climate and wildlife to match. Bingo.

About this same time my boss Jeff sent around a little career guide book to his managers; if you haven't read The Adventures of Johnny Bunko I highly recommend it. It's written in a pseudo-English manga style in an effort to "connect" to all us Gen X/Y'ers out there but if you can get past the medium it's got 6 lessons to take away:

  1. There is no plan.
  2. Think strengths, not weaknesses
  3. It’s not about you.
  4. Persistence trumps talent.
  5. Make excellent mistakes.
  6. Leave an imprint.

The idea was these would apply to your career, but honestly it works for your life too. #1 hit me hard; here I was struggling and trying to plan my life and happiness and it just wasn't working. Once I quit planning and just ..."did", everything else seemed to fall into place. I realized life doesn't come with a roadmap or a GPS. You can't pick your destination and see a nice little print out of the choices that will get you there. You can only simply start driving. Every road you take (or not) gets you somewhere (or not), so if you don't like where you are, choose better next time. The more times you do it the better sense of direction you get, the better you ask for directions, the quicker you find your goals. Like #5 says; make excellent mistakes right?

I doubt my boss intended for the book to have quite the impact on me it did. We had discussed the topic of job stress levels in the past and why I wasn't happy, but to be honest I hadn't figured it out for myself. Once I knew that it was my environment outside of work, I knew it had to change. I had come out to San Diego the past two summers for vacation and I loved it. It had all the amenities of a large city but somehow with the feel of a small town. No matter what your interests were there was something catering to them; beaches, mountains, hiking trails, Vegas... it seemed to have it all. When the chance came to apply for my current job I almost didn't even think twice about it.

There was a good chance this would be a mistake; I was giving up a managerial position with a strong future with a stable company to become a peon again. If nothing else this would be a learning experience, an "excellent mistake" if you will, and that I (probably) wouldn't regret it. Even if it turns out to be the wrong city, I'm proud of the fact that I made this mistake well. What really got me was the fact that hardly anyone tried to talk me out of it. My closest friends and family were encouraging and supportive, and that's always helpful with these life-changing decisions.

So here I am. I've been not-so-figuratively camping out here for a little over a week now. I'm tentatively standing on my own nearly 2000 miles from everything I've known for the past 30 years. Tomorrow the rest of my stuff arrives, the last physical links to
a sense of "home". I think the real process of unpacking and settling in begins tomorrow.

16Sep/090

I like pie!

Posted by Mike

PIE!

That is some tasty, tasty pie you see there: apple pie ala mode with caramel sauce. Today was a pretty good day so I decided to celebrate a bit with room service.

I'm up in LA for a few days getting to meet the development teams I'll be working with and trying to absorb all the knowledge of my predecessor. I drove up yesterday evening after 8 and I gotta say; driving in LA was fun! 8 lanes of traffic, average speed of 70-80mph, and tons of traffic all dodging and weaving. It was like driving in a high speed go-kart track.

While up here, I managed to get my truck delivered ahead of schedule. The movers were in the area doing another drop off and called me to schedule the San Diego delivery. I talked them into dropping it here at the LA office instead and turned in my rental car a day early. Hurrah! It only took about 6 phone calls and twenty minutes to actually FIND the movers but we eventually did. My truck is filthy, smells like an oily boot, and the seat settings are all jacked up. But it's mine. Further fun factoids? I didn't realize until the day I drove up to LA that they only take payment in cash, money order, or cashiers check, and I'm nearly 1200 miles from my nearest bank branch. I'm probably the whitest looking person to ever appear to be doing a drug deal by giving him a wad of cash on a side street near the freeway.

After the truck trade we went up to the main Sony Pictures lot/campus in Culver City to meet some of the dev teams; we ran into them at The Commissary so we joined up for lunch. We got to hang out some afterward and see some product demos. It's a kickass experience to watch technology like this in action and to realize it's running on "my" platforms. Everyone I've met has been great so it sucks that I'll be 100 miles away and not able to be up this way more often. The eye candy wandering the Sony Pictures campus is a pretty nice fringe benefit too.

Looks I'll be heading back to San Diego a day early due to some network maintenance Thurs night / Fri morning. It looks like the rest of my belongings should be arriving this weekend too so hopefully I'm gonna be pretty busy. It'll be nice to have ...well a bed for starters. Maybe Wifecat will stop giving me dirty looks from across the room.

Food coma is catching up to me so I'm making an early night of it.