Come Be My Boss

Know programming? Know databases? Want to be able to order me to get you coffee every morning? Then come be my boss!

We’re trying to get someone in as a team lead to replace Tim Keating, who’s moving over to QA, but have been having a tough time finding someone who fits the bill. We need someone with strong leadership skills, good object-oriented programming, and a good understanding of SQL databases. It’s a great excuse to get to Austin if you have any interest in this town, and is a great place to work, especially if you like beer.

The posting on Monster.com is here, or better yet, send me your resume and I’ll be sure it gets to the right person. They’re offering a pretty hefty finder’s fee for this position as well, so if I refer you, I’ll gladly split the fee with you.

RE: tom baker?!?!?

David Dark asked:

does your mention of tom baker in the d&D review imply that you’ve a fondness for doctor who in your heart somewhere? my brother and i are batty bout it.

Oh, heavens yes.

Some of my fond childhood memories center around late-night TV sci-fi with Dad McMains. Dr. Who was one of our staples, as were classic Star Trek and Twilight Zone, as well as an avid viewing of Forbidden Planet whenever the networks broadcast it late at night.

But Dr. Who is special. And Tom Baker was certainly the definitive Dr. Who in our experience. Even now, when I’m messing around with various synthesizers, the Dr. Who theme is one of the first things I try on it — the super-cool version with the bridge in the middle that goes into the relative major key for about 20 bars.

In fact, now that you’ve got me thinking about it, I may have to try to put together a version on the new Korg. 🙂

Unfortunately, I don’t have much access to the good Doctor these days. We stopped watching TV about 5 years ago, and Dr. Who and the Simpsons are two of the few things I miss. I haven’t found a good place to rent episodes yet, though I’m excited by the occassional rumors of a movie in the works. Hope springs eternal…

Sean

Meara's New Groove

This Friday, we rendezvoused with Dad McMains, Lana, and Meara to celebrate Meara’s 17th birthday. On the way down, Liam decided to celebrate the occassion in his own inimitable fashion: he stuck a blow-pop in his hair. By the time he got around to alerting us, it was pretty inextricably entwined, and Kathy had to resort to milk and saliva to free it from his head.

Emily: Laughs uproariously
Kathy: “Em, please don’t laugh. It’s not funny!”
Sean: Laughs quietly
Emily: “Daddy, do you think it’s funny?”
Sean: “Yes, but only when your mom’s not listening.”

Needless to say, Liam was sporting an impressive Kramer-esque do for the rest of the evening.

We arrived at the theater 5 minutes before the start of The Emporer’s New Groove. The kids enjoyed it thoroughly. The adults had a good time for the most part as well. David Spade was very well-cast as the egocentric emporer who gets turned into a Llama. (I was speculating that if the same happened to our boy, we’d have to start calling him “Lliam.”) We then retired to The Alamo Cafe, home of the best tortillas in the free world. When the wait staff was alerted to Meara’s birthday, they sang to her while forcing her to stand on her chair and perform the haunting and beautiful Danza de la sal y la pimienta. Finally with tired kids and tireder parents, we returned home, again reminded how nice it is to be closer to family here so that we can be a part of these special times.

It works! It really, really works!

One of the principal goals of maintaining this site has been to help me and my family to keep in touch with the various scattered people who are dear to us. Yesterday I was given some evidence of success when one of my old college roommates, Glenn Gonzalez, left a message on the site accusing us of having the reproductive ability of rabbits. Glenn and I did pretty well keeping in touch after school for several years, but haven’t been really good about maintaining the lines of communication over the last 24 months, so it was really good to hear from him and to renew that correspondence. Thanks for stopping by, Glenn!

Yes, Virginia, There Is a Winter in Texas

The cold is finally abating here, but I got a bit of photographic evidence so as to convince Kathy’s New York relatives that we’re not totally deprived of cold weather here.

We left our hose dripping a bit, which apparently generated enough moisture in the air for some rather fantastic shapes to grow from the grass. You can see the details much better in the full sized version. (Click the small version displayed here to get to it.)

Dungeons &Dragons

The word comes from on high that there is going to be a movie version of Dungeons & Dragons. Gamers, geeks, and closet role players worldwide rejoice. Further, the movie has taken 10 years to make, and one can therefore safely assume that it will be an epic masterpiece, right?

Oh, you poor deluded innocent. My team at work went to see this film last Friday, and it was an actively painful experience, especially for anyone with any affection at all for the source material. There was only a single character who was well-acted — a remarkable statistic considering that the cast included the likes of Jeremy Irons and Tom Baker. The CGI creatures, with the possible exception of the dragons, were nowhere near as realistically rendered or imbued with the subtle nuance of personality as anything you’d see in Quake. And the script…oh, the script…what evil have we as a race done to deserve that script?

I was initially going to suggest waiting until it comes out on video to see it, but that’s too generous. Then I was going to suggest waiting until it’s broadcast so that you don’t have to blow the 99 cents at Hastings, but that’s still giving it too much credit. So, my official viewing advice is this:

Wait until you’re over at a friends house, and he’s already unwittingly rented the movie at Blockbuster’s inflated rates and will be actively losing money if you don’t sit down and watch it with him. Then, as he leans over to put the movie in the VCR, hit him over the head rendering him unconcious. Pull out your wallet and leave $3 on his prostrate form as compensation for the rental fee, and return the movie immediately, preferably while wearing rubber gloves, or if you’re a true philanthopist, burn it, making sure there are no small children downwind from the toxic fumes, and eat the fee from Blockbuster.

You’ll be glad you did.

Texas? A Winter Wonderland?

Once in a great while, Texas reminds us that we’re not quite far enough south to leave the plants out all the time. Right now we’re under a winter weather advisory, since the temperature dropped to 26 degrees last night while it rained vigorously for hours. We lost power for a while during the night, and found the roads ice-coated this morning. The kids have been romping around outside, enjoying the novelty of seeing daddy’s car encased in a crystalline tomb which I’m happy not to chop through in favor of a work-at-home day. Of course, the network at the office is currently down, and since the building sits on top of a hill, I don’t anticipate it getting fixed anytime really soon. I’ll just sit and nurse my hot Earl Grey and see what transpires.

On Advertising, Interdependence, and Ayn Rand

Last night our pastor Craig Corley was discussing the need for members of a church to be interdependent and to help each other out. He mentioned that this runs rather contrary to the common American ideal of “rugged individualism”, wherein each person is self-sufficient, and chooses others’ company principally for his own pleasure, rather than to compensate for any shortcoming or need of their own.

Even as a confirmed introvert, I can see that there’s value in community and healthy interdependence. I’ve long been intrigued by the changes in community over the last several decades, and how those changes have affected us. It used to be that having several generations sharing a house was entirely normal — now anything beyond a couple, their kids, and perhaps one widowed parent is atypical. (See Capra’s charming movie You Can’t Take it With You for a fine, if a bit idealized, taste of what this was like.) Neighbors used to come together for barn raisings and other community efforts, but it’s infrequent that we venture out of doors when we’re not on the way to the car now.

There are a number of things that occur to me that have probably contributed to this change. As government has taken on more duties, there’s been less need for individual citizens to become involved in corporate community activities. Ayn Rand makes a very compelling case for the rugged individualist in her novels. The ascendency of mass communication has changed the face of what comprises a community. (I often feel more connection trading Simpsons quotes with people I don’t see very often than I do discussing the state of the neighborhood with the people I live near.) And certainly air conditioning makes the indoors more appealing than the front yard when it’s 100 degrees here in Texas.

One of the most interesting theories I’ve heard is that advertisers deliberately affected this change in response to the post-World War economy. All of these factories which had been devoted to munitions and armaments couldn’t be allowed to go dark, so they switched over to pumping out consumer goods. But after a time, every household — which at this time still often consisted of extended family, borders, and friends — had what they needed or wanted. The market was getting saturated. The marketer’s solution? The American Dream! By putting each family in their own home with their own stuff, they dramatically increased the number of lawnmowers, food processors, etc. they could sell. When we don’t share, we need more stuff!

I don’t know how much truth there is to this theory, but it does seem that the loss of community is unfortunate. We’re personally trying hard to develop it with our friends by making sure that they feel welcome to use and enjoy all that we’ve been blessed with. I’ve also been intrigued by some of the organized community-building efforts, such as cohousing, which combines a lot of the benefits of a more connected lifestyle with most of the advantages of having a place of your own. I’m interested to hear others’ thoughts on these matters as well as we make establishing and maintaining rapport with the people around us a more deliberate part of our lives.

First Fruits of the Trinity

I just realized that the subject of this message sounds like a sermon title. Rather than anything so worthwhile, it’s actually the first bit of music I’ve squeezed out of the Korg keyboard I picked up a few weeks ago — a very short, rather unusual rendering of Jingle Bells. You can listen to it here, or if that doesn’t work, open the URL http://media.mcmains.net/jingle.mp3 in your Quicktime Player or Windows Media Player.

Don’t worry. Most of my stuff doesn’t sound like this.