I first heard to about Edward Lorenz when I read all about his developments in weather modeling in Chaos: Making a New Science by James Gleick the most interesting book I ever spied in coles on the main street in Orillia, way back in 1987. His writings and efforts toward explaining complicated systems inspired me on so many levels.
Small facilities based telecommunications & Internet service provider based in downtown Toronto is seeking a young, energetic person to work in our support & setup department. We're looking for somebody not necessarily with a huge resume of experience, but somebody with good common sense that can learn quickly and grow with the company.
This applicant must be technically savvy, mechanically minded and have a good understanding of Internet technologies, protocols & architectures. All of our back-end systems are of one unix flavour or another, so this person must be comfortable in a shell / terminal environment. Starting Salary of $34K, with good review, raise in 6 months.
Lemme know if you want this or know someone who might be a fit.
Anyone know any coders looking for work ? I need someone who has been exposed to ant, java, patterns, ajax, php, perl, relational databases, and who is available immediately.
have them send an email to my lj address w/ resume if they or you are interested.
I was recalling my early memories of Toronto the other day over IM with a Ryerson chum now back in Sweden, and this song kept coming back and smacking me between the eyes.
Its hard to believe ass tattoos, lumberjackets and grunge ever went the way of retro in the midst of this little ditty. Its like a time capsule of something ... not sure quite what.
I am eating nestle quik cereal quickly before iz wakes up. I don't want to corrupt her.
Things have been pretty busy at work, things have been cool at home, but I'm starting to see the craziness slow down finally. I had such an aweful week last week with such a series of spectacular hardware failures that I decided to bite the bullet and finally pick up hardware to replace aging stuff. Top of the pile was a new case and motherboard for my mythtv. It now fits nicely in our entertainment unit, winking away with its hard disk activity light.
I'm off this afternoon with Iz as Di had some appointments. Princess woke up screaming and is now demanding pizza as she was promised earlier in the morning. I hope she never learns bacon is a topping on pizza, although I am ordering Hawaiian, which is pretty much the same thing.
In the time I have written this I have given 23 hugs and am currently watching Iz attempt to jump rope with my headphones.
Current Music: Tom Waits - Orphans Brawlers Bawlers _ Bastards _disc 1_ Bra
My earliest memories are of being pissed off that nobody was able to understand what I was saying. Later on, I remember getting so upset that I couldn't write what was on my mind on the chalkboard that I wanted to cry. Most of my life has been about trying to understand my feelings, and why my feelings overwhelm my conscious thoughts.
I used to think that if I kept my mouth shut, then I was in control, and that no one could hurt me by me and and I wouldn't be hurt myself, but I found out the hard way that how you say things matters more than what you are saying often, and that which we keep bottled up inside finds other ways of escaping.
While I'm no closer to be being able to control my feelings than I was when I was in diapers, I content myself that when I'm gone I'll have told a pile of people what they have meant to me, and being heard is really what matters isn't it ?
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