I’ve been a Dodgers fan all my life. I remember being the only kid in my class, less than 80 miles from the Bay Area, rooting for LA in the 1988 World Series. I was really excited to finally get to see them win another one this year in an excellent series against Houston, so naturally when my friend Charleen — a proud native Houstonian — tweeted a friendly challenge, I accepted.
In hindsight, this is one reason why I don’t bet anymore. 🙂
Thirty–six minutes after game 7 finished, the hat was on its way. We didn’t know when we’d meet up, but the deal was that I’d wear my new hat at the next WordCamp we attended. I assumed it would probably somewhere in Texas next year, but with some unexpected travel, it turns out I and my family were able to make it to WordCamp US in Nashville. On the second day, I got to sport my new lid.
It did the job. Over the rest of the day, I was congratulated on my team’s win and my nice hat by:
Another Dodgers fan. ☹️
A Yankees fan. 😏
A heckler. 😶
A drunk dude yelling “GO ‘STROS!” on the sidewalk in downtown Nashville. 🙃
This hat’s going in my collection of good stories and good friends.
We recently took a family trip to the OKC Museum of Art to take advantage of free admission courtesy of Sonic and Metro Family magazine. We were short on time, but my daughter decided to take a sketchbook and make a check for everything she liked — plus one “O” for a thing she didn’t. She also spent time drawing a still life scene from memory, as we walked between exhibits.
After looking at a lot of art that she liked, asking us questions, and making her checks, we came upon a sculpture titled “Tendon on Pallet.” She asked what it was, I read her the title, and we both shrugged. I wanted to take time to talk about what made art “art” but couldn’t find the right words, so the the best explanation I could give her was “you don’t have to understand it, just appreciate that someone created it.”
I blame it on WordCamp Austin. I was doing fine until that weekend — chugging along at my work, building e-commerce and membership sites using WordPress, maintaining legacy custom themes and plugins. When I had a few minutes at home, I found ways to contribute to the larger WordPress community — creating plugins, writing patches for core, editing the Codex, contributing to the forums at WordPress.org and Stack Exchange. I’ve always been a bit of a generalist, and WordPress has a lot of different places to contribute, so I jumped in when and where I could. I got excited about being part of the community, and decided to attend my first WordCamp. That’s when it all started to fall apart.
If you’ve ever been to camp as a kid, you may recall the feeling of coming home after a week or two of a “mountain top experience” and being seriously disappointed to return to normal life. You feel different, but the people around you who didn’t have the same experience don’t understand how you feel, which can be easy to get frustrated with others. This is where I found myself after a weekend at WordCamp: energized and eager to dive deeper into WordPress, but back at the same place I was just days earlier and disenfranchised with the idea of implementing another site, when I really wanted to get back into creating and developing.
Before going to WordCamp, I had been encouraged to apply for a job with Automattic, the company behind WordPress.com and several other WordPress-related projects. That didn’t work out, but the fire was lit. I started looking for other opportunities, finally landing an interview with 10up, one of the leading web development agencies with a love for WordPress. The visits went well, and it felt like a great fit, so I’m happy to say that I’ll be joining #team10up as a Web Engineer this week.
In 2002, I became the CIC Officer for the USS Hurricane, a Patrol Coastal ship home ported in Coronado, CA. I had worked with the ship and her crew briefly at my previous command while we were deployed in the same operating area. At that time, she was part of the Navy Special Warfare Command, but when I got there she had taken on a new role: Maritime Homeland Security in support of Operation Noble Eagle. Our job was to patrol the west coast of the US and work to prevent terrorists from attacking vital assets like the San Onofre Nuclear Generating Station in SoCal, and submarines transiting Puget Sound in Washington State.
We deployed twice to Puget Sound that year, with an extra brief “surge” deployment to take part in and protect Fleet Week in Seattle. During one of those deployments, we made a short visit to Esquimalt, BC — an absolutely beautiful place.