Archive for May 15th, 2008

Back in 2005, Senator Hank Erwin of Alabama had proposed (among others), that hurricane Katrina was God inflicting punishment on the sinners which lived in New Orleans. Similar comments were made during other disasters which struck major cities (since presumably the most sin occurs in such places, like Ft. Lauderdale).

But now with the more recent tornado tragedies, why aren’t they talking about the evident God-Summoned sin-clensing that must have been sent to the heathen states of OK and NC? Perhaps there was something awful going wrong there as well. Or perhaps it was God going after fundameltalist evangelicals who have been spending too much time bible thumping and criticising than doing the perported prime Christian directive of caring for their fellow man.

No, this isn’t a slam on the grief and sadness over the destruction that’s plagued those regions over the past few weeks. It’s indeed a horrible event that people should stand together and help them stabilize and rebuild.

What would be more horrid that using it as a time to comment that “they must have deserved god’s wrath”. So why do it when a major city is hurting? Next time around, they should save their bible waving chest thumping fire and brimstone crap and be Christian and send aid, volunteers, and workers - the way that they are now into the damaged regions.

I just can’t stand it when one group is deemed more worthy to help than others. But that’s another rant.

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Time rolls on, work is slowly getting somewhat less crazy as time for Valhalla approaches. I always become a combination of depressed, manic, and generally a stress puppy when faire time comes around. I’m trying desperately to get into high gear for the faire, but I feel rather like I’m a manual transmission car and I’m grinding the gears (or the clutch is just continually popping out of place).

I have a number of things to do in the next day or so to get most of the current things tied up, but I suppose I’ll get to them all. Oh crap, just remembered I need to send the next amount for the venue rental fees off tomorrow. Meh.

The GTA stuff is calming down, so that’s a plus on the work side. Not that everythings been solved, but the optimizations are getting fewer and fewer. I need to pull open the MiniMe Processors again tomorrow to see if I can do the dbPreLoad in a side thread to sideline that while processing is happening. Bleh, I’m rambling, don’t mind me, drive on. Next it looks like some more stuff using my Teams/Clans SDKs so that’ll be cool, as long as people stop wanting me to do custom implementations each time. What’s the point of making a shared system when everyone want’s their own custom version. Meh.

For the personal, I’m just tired. Apologies to all the delayed emails and notes people have been sending me over the last month or so, I wish I could say that it’s been my typical flakiness, but I am actually alive, just been buried under work, and then just so far out of my regular sleep patterns and mojo that I’m just kind of in a basic malase that I’ve got what, about two weeks to shake off?

Hm, what else – had a meeting with a new venue that looks like we’ll have an ideal location for a new 2009 event to take the place of Pittsburg Faire in the immediate region, though the dates will most likely be an end of September kind of date. Details on that to follow as time progresses. It was actually on the way back to the office from that meeting that some of this really rather hit me. At this point I can pitch RenProd to almost anyone, anywhere. We know well what we’re doing, come across as more than competent, experienced with planning and production, and all that hooey. But to what end? At this point anything we set out to prove, we’ve done that. Now it’s just tiring. Exhausing even, and for what? If we don’t start getting into some serious black this year (more than we have), then this is just a bit too much to keep on doing without getting something back out of it.

So yea, after the first two decades, it does start to wear on you. Time for bed I think, I’ll be clearer in the morning.

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