Notes from the Main Sequence: Eric Reid - Sun ISV Engineering

Yep, we actually are working down here in the ATL...

Gail Truman, Minute Madness Queen

Art Pasquinelli, Patriarch, Lead Deep Diver

Sun: Studious keepers of the Silver Traffic Cones

Shhh.... be vewwy, vewwy quiet... we-yah hunting laptops! Hehhehhhehehehehehehhhhhh...

As I strolled up and down the Drupal Sponsor table promenade this morning here at DrupalCon DC, it occurred to me to make note of the various Personal Computing Fauna about. Kinda like the Audubon Society bird counts. But not really.

A ten-minute walk was enough to capture the following variants in their natural habitat:

• Macintoshus Numerous - 70.5%
• Laptopus Win and Laptopus Lin - 26.5% (Subspecies Netbookulus - 3%)
  
• OpenSolaris Rex - 3%

I am struck by the ubiquity of Apple -- as well the paucity of Netbooks -- in this vibrant, grass-roots community. Take this for what it's worth (or not worth, as the case may be).

It turns out that America's fearful reaction to the Russian's launched of Sputnik led to the creation of NASA the day I was born! Happy 50th to both of us!!

Back to enthusiasm, commitment, transparency, and making a difference at Sun. I survived 10 July 2008 @ SUNW.

The tune I've been listening to this evening: 'This is the Life', by Living Colour. This song has never failed to lift me up and help me face a new day. Living Colour just F'in rocks. And please, no comments about that other studly Living Colour tune, Cult of Personality... tempting, I know, at the moment, but let's Not Go There, Shall We?

FY09 -- it's here.

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This is the Life
Lyrics reprinted without permission.

In another life
You might have been a genius
In another life
You might have been a star
In another life
Your face might have been perfect
In another life
You'd drive a better car

In another life
All your jokes are funny
In another life
Your heart is free from fear
In another life
You make a lot of money
In this other life
Everything is clear

In another life
You're always the hero
In another life
You always win the game
In another life
No one ever cheats you
In another life
You never have to change

In another life
Your friends never desert you
In another life
You never have to cry
In another life
No one ever hurts you
In this other life
Your loved-ones never die

But this is the life you have
This is the life you have
This is the life you have
This is the life

In another life
You're always the victim
In another life
You're always the thief
In another life
You are always lonely
In this other life
There is no relief

In your real life
Treat it like it's special
In your real life
Try to be more kind
In your real life
Think of those that love you
In this real life
Try to be less blind

One of my heroes, dead at 90.
 

Guess this makes me a quasi-albino:

  http://www.theregister.co.uk/2008/02/01/blue_eyes_mutation/

I think we should organize a Blue Eyed Human Descendant reunion this summer... perhaps a pig roast... oh, and some good jazz music!


 

Come see Sun in Second Life... I'm gonna start spending more time there... not surprisingly, I'm "EricReid SunMicrosystems" there...

And, yes, thanks to Dana, I now run Second Life exclusively on Solaris!
 

Yes. An astronomy term denoting the lifecycle of a majority of known stars. And it's my modest attempt to describe my place at Sun... old-timer (20 years @ Sun in January!)... still shining... not necessarily the brightest star in the sky, but not Dark Matter or a Brown Dwarf by any means.

Capice?
 

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So, I'm in the process of 'wireless-izing' our Parish, and I drove over to the Church tonight to see if I could get Signal everywhere I needed. Nope. Oh, well, Father probably unplugged the wireless router. We can fix that tomorrow.

So, I leave the Win2K laptop on as I drive the 10 minutes home, with the 'Site Survey' display up. Yep. You guessed it. I got curious. Kept hitting the Refresh button.

Survey Says:

• 11 802.11b networks encountered in 2 miles of country driving
• 6 of those totally unprotected
• 5 WEP protected (including mine)

I'll leave it to minds greater than mine to decide What This Means in 2005, but I was startled a bit. And, no, you can't have my address.