This is not a byproduct of not having anything to say, it is because I am horribly busy.
Work has been a downright pressure cooker. I had my Google appliance kick on me, had my applications server crash - had to deal with an open SSH vulnerability on two of my DB boxes, and had a project that should have had an 8 month lead dumped in my lap for a three week development window.
I am trying to balance my 9-5 with a hopeful wave of upcoming side jobs with which I hope to finance my wedding.
So even when I am not working, I am working, to some extent or another.
I finally got my cable issues sorted out (I hope).
My second monitor finally gave up the ghost. Circut board looks like a carbon snake. So now I am working inefficently until I can get another box. Hopefully a xmas present for meself.
Richelle and I finally got our bed - it is nice, despite my misgivings about it pre-purchase.
I need to learn a whole lot more about setting up and securing enterprise relational databases than I currently do, in order to meet some upcoming projects, so I will be worming my way into that field even deeper than I already am.
I need to update my comics cache, I am horribly behind.
Carnivale has become a new obsession.
Scotland: The History of a Nation
Centuries of Darkness: A Challenge to the Conventional Chronology of Old World Archaeology
I need to collate some reasearch - badly. A lunchtime conversation last week launched this realization with a certain sense of hope and dread, all mixed with a twist.