post 312

this is in response to a comment left anonymously regarding potential employers reading my website. i was going to post my reply as a comment, but i think it would be better to post it on the main page. think of it as a disclaimer of sorts.

these are valid points and i have considered them all a long time ago. the fact of the matter, though, is that collecting firearms is a perfectly legal thing to do. my ak is not automatic, but semi automatic. and even if it were automatic, it is still legal to own provided that you’ve paid the proper fees and have obtained the proper license. all of the pictures of myself with any of my firearms are pictures of safety and control. i wear hearing and eye protection at all times. i never shoot at living-creature shaped targets, but only at the round bulls-eye type. i don’t even hunt, nor do i have any desire to do so. i am always shown (unless the photo is photoshopped) keeping my firearms pointed in a safe direction and observing all safety rules. i always obey all firearms laws. i keep my firearms (all of which are enumerated on this site, by the way) locked in a case when not in use. i am well aware of the stigma that can come with gun ownership and try to counter that by being a responsible gun owner. sure, some jokes might be made from time-to-time, but they are all light-hearted, (mostly) in good taste, and most importantly, just jokes.

i would like to think that anyone who would come to my site to learn about me would take the time to read instead of just looking at the pictures. i have something like four years of journal entries that give, i think, great insight into my personality. i think my writing paints a picture of a nice, gentle, intelligent, conservative young man with a somewhat quirky sense of humor, a characterization that i think anyone who knows me will whole-heartedly agree with.

so basically, if potential employers are going to come to my site and make quick, emotional judgments about me without doing their due diligence, then maybe i don’t want to work for them. i’m not all that keen on the idea of working with people who make rash, reactionary decisions. if a potential employer comes to my website, looks at the pictures, reads and takes the time to make an informed decision and still doesn’t like the fact that i’m politically conservative and a gun owner, then i certainly wouldn’t want to work for them. our personalities would clash way too much to foster a pleasant working environment.

post 311

1up!’s competitor wants someone to start well before i could, so that’s not going to work out. the technical services manager job at the local newspaper company has been filled. i talked with the community college today, so at least that’s not dead yet. i also got a call today from a company in indy offering me $11/hr, and that was high because of my experience. i politely declined that. monday a network consulting company with an office in carmel asked if i could come to grand rapids for an interview. i told them that i could come after school was out and if they picked up the tab on travel expenses. an eight-hour round-trip car drive, after all, is a little more than i can afford right now. i haven’t heard back from them. so now i’m back to sending out scores of resumes through various job websites. *sigh*

post 310

i went home saturday for mom’s birthday. i got her a t-shirt that says “bad grammar makes me [sic]”. it’s pretty funny.

tom allen was in town for a wedding, so i got to hang out with him a bit yesterday. he took erica and me out for breakfast, but afterwards i had to go back and do laundry that was a couple of days overdue. once i got that finished, i met back up with him, erica, and holsapple. tom showed us pictures from when he was overseas with the navy and later we all went putt-putting. i didn’t lose this time! after that, tom took us out for supper and then i had to go back to work.

i had my follow-up tb test this afternoon. the nurse did an incredible job taking blood in that i didn’t feel a thing and i was even watching. it amazed me. the goodness ended there, because i bled like none other after she removed the needle. i’ll take a little blood over painful needle sites any day.

one of 1up!’s competitors called me today for a dns administrator position. it sounded like the job actually has very little to do with dns. they also said that they’d like to have the position filled by may 1, so i have no idea why they would be calling me. my resume pretty clearly says that i’ll be graduating in may, not before may. i’ll guess we’ll see what happens with this. it’s good, though, that i’m still getting hits from interested companies because the company in chicago that i’ve interviewed with twice sent me an email this afternoon telling me that they are hiring someone else and not me. i can not say that i’m not disappointed.

post 309

thursday night was the third annual rock the quad concert put on by wccr, cary club, and the underground concert committee. i really didn’t want to have too much to do with getting the concert put together this year so that someone else could learn how it’s done. i had no problem answering questions and pointing in the right direction, but i stayed out of the nitty gritty of it all together. i did end up helping a lot the day of the concert, however, because colin, the president of wccr, had class and couldn’t be around all of the time. also, we got permission to use the old main office for the band green room. normal residents can’t get the key to that area, so i had to stand around to let band members in. the concert itself went pretty well. i don’t think it was advertised as well as it should have been, but oh well. we did have a bit of excitement this year that we didn’t last year. we had to call the police to haul off a very, very drunk guy. he could barely stand and it was only a matter of time before he hurt himself or somebody else. towards the end of the show we started having problems with crowd surfing and moshing. at first i was rushing into the crowd to break things up and then retreating back to my post at the door of the green room, but eventually i just stayed in the middle of the crowd. people calmed down a lot with my big-ass self standing right there.

i got an email while i was out helping with the concert asking me for a third and final interview up in chicago. that’s all great and dandy, except that this process has taken so long that we’ve come upon dead week and finals week, meaning that i really don’t have a lot of spare time i can burn by making a trip to chicago. i was really hoping to have a job lined up by now; but again, oh well.

post 308

yesterday i went back up to chicago for my second interview. it wasn’t at all what i had expected. it turns out that this round of interviews was pretty much the same as the last round, except with different people. i have no more of an idea now than i did at this time yesterday if they are going to want to offer me the job. i did get to talk for a good length of time with a woman that i’d be working a lot with, provided that i were offered the job and i accepted. she seemed to be very open and honest about her experiences working there and how she felt about the company and her job. i very much appreciated that. sometimes it feels that the people i interview with try to be salesmen for their company when you start asking them questions. common sense, however, dictates that not everyone can be super happy about work everyday. having someone honestly lay out both what they like about working at the company and what they dislike is very refreshing.

after the interview, i met up with chris anderson at his new job in chicago. he is the it guy for a bank. after i helped him fix a problem he was having, i met his bosses. i guess they knew that i had helped anderson with something, and one of them asked me if i wanted a job in new york. i thought he was joking, so i replied, “yeah, sure”. he said that he wasn’t joking at all and told me to send my resume to chris so that they could send it to some other guy. so that’s interesting. after that, the bosses (one of whom, i believe, is the president of this particular bank) bought anderson and me supper at some little irish joint down the road.

on top of all of this, i’ve also been talking with a couple of other companies about jobs. a newspaper holding company has a technical services manager position open in or near kokomo. i think that would be a pretty decent job opportunity. plus, i would think that my experience in dealing with newspaper companies would give me an edge as a candidate. the local community college in lafayette has a sysadmin job i’ve applied for, as well. living in lafayette would be great because it has a lot of the perks of a college town being that purdue is right across the river, but very few actual students, because they mostly live across the river. working in educational it would be great, too, because i doubt you could find a more low pressure environment.

post 307

hmmm… it seems that livejournal allows their members to post comments on my syndicated entries through their system. the rub is that all such comments stay on their system and there is no way to get them copied over to my system. further, if someone does comment through livejournal and i do happen to stumble upon it, i can not reply because i’m not an lj member. all that being said, it may be easier (maybe?) to just post any comments you may feel like posting directly to my website. i’ve recently made it much easier to post comments by removing that annoying security image that used to screw everybody up. now all the worst that can happen is that the comment gets delayed until i can approve it, and that’s only if my website thinks the message looks fishy.

or you can just post the comments on lj. just keep in mind that i will be unable to reply.

post 306

yesterday was very busy. a group from cary went on a tour of a surface coal mine just south of terre haute. i was up at 6:30am to get ready to leave at 8:00am. first we had to go through a mandatory safety briefing. the company gave us cool high-vis vests to use during the tour and even let us keep them. after the safety stuff we started the tour going backwards through the coal production process. we first got to watch how coal is processed and loaded into train cars to be sent off to customers. after that we drove out to the dragline excavator. they let us get in the dragline both while it was working and while it was walking. it’s quite strange to be on a machine many times larger than a house while it is walking. after probably about an hour on the dragline, we drove down to the actual coal seam and watched a huge backhoe-looking machine digging out coal and loading it into 150-ton dump trucks. the only machine we were allowed on was the dragline due to the poor weather. it rained the entire time we were there, so all of the other big machines were wet, slippery, and generally unsafe to be playing on. we made it back to cary a little past 5:00pm.

i had about twenty minutes of down time and then adam called. he was in town and wanted to go out for drinks and supper. we met a couple of other guys at the irish pub and hung out there for a while. we finished supper just in time to get back to campus for the bob saget show.

bob saget was ok. his material was mediocre. he relied on the whole “omg danny tanner is cussing and otherwise speaking foully” thing way too much. i mean, that was funny, but it would have been much better if he had good jokes with the bad danny tanner gimmick on the side. his opening act, however, was very funny. i wouldn’t mind going to see him as a headliner.

after bob saget, adam and i met up with matt plomin and hung out with him until a little past 1:00am. i didn’t get to sleep until at least 1:30am. it was a long day.

post 305

it looks like i’ll be going back up to chicago next wednesday for a second interview. from what i understand, i’ll be speaking with some more people in the area in which i would work, as well as some upper management including the owners. no pressure, eh?

last night i went out with my sr. while we were out, he got a phone call from another ra in our building saying that bombs had gone off in the courtyard of cary quad and that police were everywhere. it turns out that they were just bottle bombs, probably of the drano variety, but people got arrested for it. i’m half disappointed we don’t get to work with the police more often. i had grown very accustomed to it working at vu.

adam rusch set up a livejournal syndication thingy for me. those of you with livejournal can now friend my rss feed. thanks adam!

post 304

i’ve changed the standard footer i use on this site so that any php page deemed safe (doesn’t contain passwords and the like) will have a link to its actual php source. this way, if anyone gets to wondering how i got something to work they can check it out for themselves. hint: there are a few php scripts i use that don’t include the standard footer (the random banner script on the home page, for example), but whose sources are still accessible. it shouldn’t be rocket science figuring out how to view them. i must warn that my code probably isn’t the best. i’m not a trained programmer in any way, shape, or form, so i have very little sense of style or “best practices”. use what you find at your own risk.

post 303

i’ve got more phone interviews lined up. that’s pretty exciting. i was really worried that people would instantly discard my application when seeing that my bachelor’s is in psychology, but it doesn’t seem like that is happening. i’m really happy about that. the company in downtown chicago wants to bring me back for a second face-to-face interview. that’s awesome. if nothing else, it’s leverage for negotiations with other companies. but i think this company is pretty cool and am excited at the idea of working for them, so i hope it works out.

i went out with a couple of guys from cary tonight for beers and to watch the ncaa men’s basketball championship game. it was nice to be able to go out. most of my normal hangout buddies have graduated and moved away, leaving me with no one to hang out with. this gave me a good break from the monotony of staying in all of the time.