Typically, I don't do the blog meme thing. But when one of your bosses tags you, it seems like a good idea to pay attention.
- I want to go to CIA
(The Culinary Institute of America, not the guys who assassinate world leaders.) Anymore, truffles and foie gras make me as excited as pointer arithmetic and O(n) algorithms. Some day I'd like to explore that more. - My girlfriend and I raised money for the Red Cross after Hurricane Katrina
After Katrina, we (and another friend) did fundraising for the Red Cross with businesses in our neighborhood. We setup donation boxes, convinced many generous businesses to give a portion of their sales to the Red Cross, and setup events to collect donations. It was heartwarming to walk down the street and see a sign in every window collecting donations, and likely what cemented my girlfriends and my relationship (aside, of course, from her being wholly badass.) - I will someday manage a cemetery
My great great grandfather was a pastor in a small church outside a small town in Southern IL. At some point in the middle of the depression, he acquired a small plot of land that became our family cemetery. He carved the stones there by hand, up until the point he was buried there himself. My grandfather managed the cemetery until he passed away, and he decreed that at some point I will. - I was terrified of flying until a few years ago
Like panic attack, make-out-a-will sort of fear. I got over it mostly due to Patrick Smith's Ask the Pilot. Now I obsess over the technical details and get an adreneline rush instead of heart palpitations. - I used to break up fights for fun (and slight profit)
I took a break from software and computing a few years ago and ended up working at a bar to relax(!?). This ended my software industry burnout, and also taught me new skills like how to spot a fake ID, how to clean up really disgusting things without getting any on you, and how to throw someone out of your bar without opening yourself to legal liability.
And I suppose I should tag somebody. So it'll be Ben Pryor, my coworker, and Troy Stanger, my former coworker.
