Evie Day 557
Good morning, and a happy beginning to the western work week to you all. Today is 23 September 2024.
Yeah, I didn’t get as many posts out last week as I had hoped. Guess what? I probably won’t this week either.
Last week was interesting. I had a “Syn Week” with other team members from the company’s learning division – 1300 technical professionals in one spot – Las Vegas – for a few days of sessions and workshops. For me, it was great, as I worked closely with teammates from around the world. It was an absolute blast, and it opened the doors to some new ideas and projects. I’ve got some work to do and some projects to focus on.
I returned home at about 2:15 in the morning on Friday, and I slept in, didn’t get much writing done, and I don’t normally post on Saturday and Sunday.
Bob the sports ball fan had a mixed weekend, with the Kansas Jayhawks once again giving up a 4th quarter lead to earn another L in the win-loss column. The Chiefs did a little better, getting to 3-0 versus a strong Atlanta Falcons team.
Yesterday afternoon I was able to get together with the guys and game a bit. I play a dwarven cleric, and after throwing healing spells around like party favors, we entered the room with all of the undead swarms, and I opened my own eyes as to how many undead an 11th-level cleric can destroy with a “Turn Undead” action. It was successful enough that the next time we need that ability, it will be at the 12th level, as that little red-haired guy earned enough to level up. Woot!
This week is a couple of prep days for a video shoot in Seattle on Thursday and Friday. I’ll fly out very early on Wednesday morning, once again. We’re updating a video I shot last year about this time, focusing on changes and new features. My voice is in an interesting spot right now – I have a little tickle in my throat, and it adds a little “gravel” to my speaking voice. I tried to do a little Barry White impersonation last night as Lisa and I climbed into bed. She was not impressed, but then again, she’s heard me do that more than a few times. It usually ends the same way, with an eye-roll and me being hoist by my own petard.
That’s good. Time to think about a report for the boss, a couple of new projects with teammates, and prep for the shoot.
With my early morning travel on Wednesday, I probably won’t be able to write my post unless I do it from row 8 on the flight to SEA-TAC.
I hope the world is treating you better than you deserve.
Peace y’all.
