Guiding Lyrics

Instead of looking at genres of music, I’m going to look inside some of them, at the lyrics. Some lyrics have helped guide me through life, by giving me a deeper understanding into something, by inspiring me to keep going, by tugging at my heart strings, or otherwise leaving a deep mark within me.

These are “my” lyrics. The lyrics that helped shape who I am, roughly in order of how much they mean to me.

Dave Mattingly: The Musical, Part 12

  • Ages and Ages – Divisionary (Do the Right Thing)Ages and Ages
    • Lyric: “Do the right thing, do the right thing.
      _____Do it all the time, do it all the time.
      _____Make yourself right, never mind them.
      _____Don’t you know you’re not the only one suffering.”
    • Memories: The whole song is fantastic, but the oft-repeated chorus drives it home. I’d heard the song and purchased it, but then forgotten about it until it showed up on my playlist as I was driving home from a friend’s funeral. It hit me with exactly the right words at exactly the right time. I probably listened to the song for two hours straight on my drive home. It has become a part of me.
  • Spottiswoode and His Enemies – I’m Back UpSpottiswoode
    • Lyric: “I read my name, and the following lines:
      _____‘Get out, get out. Get away from here.
      _____Don’t look back. Have no fear.’
      _____So I walked away, pace by pace,
      _____’til I felt the sunlight lick my face.” 
    • Memories: The whole song tells a story, and is much better listened to as a whole than as just a few lyrical phrases. We’ve all fallen, whether through our own doing or not, and getting back up can be difficult. Spottiswoode’s allegorical tale of his rescue from the depths is powerful and uplifting.
  • Transplants – D.J. D.J.Transplants
    • Lyric: “Give me a chance to shine, and I’m-a blind the world.
      _____Take a stand and be the voice for those who cannot be heard.”
    • Memories: These lyrics are a great reminder for me that I should not be like everyone else, and that I have a responsibility to others. The chorus’ DIY punk ethos of “We don’t need anyone, and Lord knows we don’t need you” might seem out of place with the (albeit angry) compassion here, but that’s how I grew up seeing the world, too, so I could instantly relate. It’s tough out there, and the little guy (individuality) should lead, or rebel against, the big guy (conformity). To make the world a better place, helping others starts right here with me.
  • Runners Up: INXS
    • King – Unity Song (“They can’t take away what you are.”)
    • Depeche Mode – Get the Balance Right (“Be responsible, respectable, stable, but gullible, sound and caring, help the helpless, but always remain absolutely selfish.”)
    • Ivan – Tomorrow Never Comes (“If you want to see a rainbow, you’ve gotta get wet.”)
    • INXS – Dancing on the Jetty (“Watch the world argue, argue with itself. Who’s gonna teach me peace and happiness?”)
    • Noah and the Whale – Life is Life (“Sick of being someone he did not admire. Took up all his old things, set ’em all on fire. He’s gonna change, gonna change his ways.”)

Go back to Part 11: Outsider Music or go on to Part 13: Earworms

Cool Job: Corporate Agent

I’ve done a lot of things for a living over the years, and after working with a number of short-lived startups, I figured it was time for a “real job.” I started with Capital Holding which rebranded as Providian while I was there.

Cool Job, Part 4: Corporate Agent

Agency GroupAfter working for several startups (six jobs in two years thanks to money running out, projects falling apart, bosses going to prison… the usual), I decided to give corporate America a try.

I went to work at Providian (which was Capital Holding when I interviewed). I interviewed at one of their main buildings, but when I showed up for work two weeks later, the building was boarded up. They’d opened their new offices in a brand new building across the street, and forgot to mention it to me. 😉

My building was known as Agency Group (since we wrote software to support insurance agents). I was officially a Corporate Agent.

There were lots of cool things about the job, like a gorgeous building with an ornate atrium, three different bosses who were peers of each other (one focused on the road ahead, one focused on the task at hand, and one focused on the people’s well-being). It was a good arrangement, and I wished that it had caught on in more of corporate America at the time.

I made a lot of good friends, including one that I would go into business with years later.

The Quest

Irv BaileyI wasn’t quite ready for corporate culture. Actually, it’s more that corporate culture wasn’t ready for me. I was young, smart, and bold. Moving through six jobs in two years, each better than the last, left little room for fear of failure or fear of reprisal. I knew that if anything were to happen to me, I’d find a better job within a couple of weeks.

I had my share of conflicts, victories, mistakes, and clashes, like most people in most jobs.

But there’s one really cool thing in particular that I’d like to focus on.

The CEO, Irv Bailey, worked in a different building a few blocks away. One day, he called an all-company meeting, so several hundreds of us crammed into the biggest room we had to listen to what was up. He spoke a lot about corporate vision, opportunities, challenges, other divisions, and many of the things that top-level execs share with their employees. But most of the company’s big picture was new to me. My brain started connecting the dots from idea to idea, and I got more excited as I listened, knowing the kind of things that I could do to help us along that a lot of long-timers didn’t realize.

I sent the CEO’s secretary an email with some thoughts. I was surprised to hear that Irv wanted to meet with me personally to discuss them. Wow.

The Tower

Providian TowerI actually dressed up, with a tie and everything. I met him in his tower office and we talked for a long time. Some of my ideas, the company was already doing, and I didn’t realize it. Some, the company had tried and failed. Some were… not actually legal (oops). But there were a few left that he really liked.

After that, he set up a quarterly meeting with me to see what things I was cooking up over in my department, even though there were probably eight managers in the hierarchy between the two of us. We’d also talk about the corporate culture, the wonders of technology, and anything else. He also expressed an interest in how my department was run, and we’d also discuss that. I kind of felt like an undercover operative, a different kind of Corporate Agent. Cool.

Using my background in startups, graphics, gaming, outer space, broadcasting, and other skills and talents from my experience toolbox, I came up with some pretty cool stuff. Cool for the time, anyway. The sales department called one of my projects “the most exciting thing they’d ever seen come out of IT.”

The Dungeon

ProvidianWord got out that I was going outside the chain of command, by meeting privately with the CEO. My new boss didn’t like that at all. (Having the three bosses was a little to progressive for most people there, and they restructured us back into “normal” org chart reporting.) She actually forbid me from going to my upcoming meeting. When I called Irv’s secretary to cancel, she was confused and asked, “Who’s this person that says you can’t come over?” Irv and his secretary had never heard of my boss before. Her reputation did not reach as far as mine, we found out.

After a lot of arguments to settle that situation, it seemed that my boss kept trying to sabotage my efforts. She’d cancel or delay software projects of mine that were ready to move to testing, that I’d already run past focus groups that I formed myself. She told me that people didn’t want that, they wanted some other thing that was crappy.

Then the bad bad news happened. We found out that all my projects my boss had mothballed were being shown to people outside the company — by my boss. My prototypes were being touted as “ready to roll into production” and “the future of the company” to outside buyers that eventually did buy Providian and laid off much of the workforce. I left before that happened, though. I felt like I was working for a traitor.

When I turned in my notice, it wasn’t long before someone had told Irv about my boss essentially driving me out of the company and misrepresenting / stealing my work (which was the company’s intellectual property, even). Things didn’t turn out well for her.

For my next job, I wanted a clean break. Something else to do. So I left town, and took a job a couple hundred miles north, in Fort Wayne, Indiana.

Go back to Part 3: Floor Show or onto Part 5: Wire Transfer

Cool Job: Floor Show

Rug

Rug

I’ve done a lot of things for a living over the years, and after working with outer space and virtual reality I dove into the creative half of my brain. I was an artist before switching to math and tech, and I combined my art background and my programming background by working at Khazai Rug Gallery.

Cool Job, Part 3: Floor Show

The oriental rug industry certainly seems like an odd fit for developing custom software, but there was a small market of companies that needed to be able to design rugs on the computer quickly. This was back in the days of Windows 3.1. The software was essentially a cleverly disguised MS Paint, with some custom add-ins that we’d written.

Zoom

Close-Up

What we created was a very primitive version of the modern photoshop. It could do a variety of common image tricks, and some that were more useful for rugs than for general images like copying and flipping rug sections (take take a corner design and mirror it into a full rug), simplify the colors (to use fewer yarn colors), and such. It could even randomize some of the threads to create “mistakes” in the weaving, making them more quaint and obviously hand-woven, right?

The end result was that the software would spit out a “rug map” — the thread-by-thread instructions for how to weave that particular rug. The rug map was made up of large colored squares, that individual craftsmen would use as a guide. If you’ve ever seen a cross-stitch pattern book, it’s sort of like that.

Map

Rug Map

It was cool to travel to various rug design firms and demo the software. (I found out that New York City has a “rug district” where everybody who’s anybody in rug design had to have a building. Who knew?) I even got to use my art skills as a contractor designing rugs for a few weeks at such a place in Atlanta.

Mad Skillz

Thanks to writing this software, I gained the geek skill to look at any color, and take a pretty good guess to its hex value.

Color Chart

Roses are FF0000,
Violets are 0000FF

In a computer, colors are based on red/green/blue combinations, with values going from 0 to 255 (or 00 to FF in hexadecimal terms). So pure red would be FF0000, green would be 00FF00, and blue 0000FF. White is FFFFFF (all the colors at once), and black is 000000. All other colors fall somewhere between 00 and FF in those three

My color-hexing skill has waned over the years, but by guesstimating the RGB makeup of a color, I can still come relatively close much of the time. I’m told that many professional artists and designers can do the same thing with pantone colors (another way to uniquely identify a color).

Full Circle

The original way of writing computer software was through a series punch cards, similar to the way that a player piano plays music from rolls.

Loom Punch Cards

Loom Punch Cards

What’s cool is that the idea of punch cards actually came from the weaving industry. So that means the software I wrote could be used to control the predecessor of computers. As Homer & Jethro once sang, “I’m My Own Grandpaw.”

The Louisville Science Center has a kiosk showcasing that software project. The similarity between pixels and thread maps is a strong one, and finding the right match from one technology to another is still a force for innovation. “I think I see a pattern here.”

Go back to Part 2: Wolf3D or on to Part 4: Corporate Agent

A Reason for Hope

I’m a Christian, and sometimes a teacher/preacher.

Here’s a look at my own story of coming to Christ. This is a very personal story, and won’t necessarily have the wide applicability of some of my other sermons and lessons. I encourage all of you to map out your own walk with Christ.

A Reason for Hope

The Bible tells us to “always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have.” I am ready. In fact, that 1 Peter 3:15 verse is a good summary of my testimony.

“Come, let us reason together,” says the Lord.  (Isaiah 1:18)

RebelRebel

I grew up as a rebel. The world stank, and I didn’t like it. I fought the world by looking and acting different, by arguing and debating, and by spending time on what many would consider the wrong side of the tracks.

In those days Israel had no king; everyone did as they saw fit.  (Judges 21:25)

EngineerEngineer

I was a math and science whiz, and got my college degree in engineering math and computer science, to better understand the physical and digital worlds. I also minored in psychology and philosophy, to better understand the mind and reality. Over the years, I’ve worked for NASA, Homeland Security, some intelligence agencies that shall go unnamed, virtual reality tech, and many other brainy ‘science-y’ places.

Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth? Tell me, if you know so much. (Job 38:4)

AtheistAtheist

I stopped believing in God as a young’un. I believed that “In the beginning was nothing, which then exploded.” When we die, we turn to dust, and that’s that. My time surrounded by rebels and engineers only served to bolster my own opinion.

Only fools say in their hearts, “There is no God.” They are corrupt, and their actions are evil. (Psalms 53:1)

ScribeScribe

Although I didn’t care much for writing while I was in school, I found after college that I rather enjoyed it. I went on to write hundreds of articles for magazines and newspapers, and after coauthoring some books even founded my own publishing company. Every writer is also a voracious reader, and I was no exception.

See what large letters I use as I write to you with my own hand! (Galatians 6:11)Oddball

Oddball

After awkwardly trying to fit in growing up, I realized that I wasn’t meant to be like everyone else, and I sort of liked it that way. I am what I am, and that’s all what I am, as the Sailor Man would say.

They admitted that they were strangers and aliens on earth. (Hebrews 11:13)

NerdNerd

And of course, I was into all the various nerdy things. Comic books and cartoons, Monty Python, games and toys, science fiction and fantasy, Weird Al, and such. Different from most people, at least at the time. (Nerds are enjoying a bit of a golden age at the moment.)

God gave Joseph unusual wisdom. (Acts 7:10)

Encounter with ChristJesus

That’s who I had been. A weirdo. (Well, I still am a weirdo.)

But my life turned around when I went into business with a Christian who was a real Christian.

Homayoun Sarabi was an engineer from Iran, and was also a Christian. (None of the ‘normal’ American Christians could reach me; God had to import a guy.) We went into business, and were often on the road together. While on the road for business events, often on the weekends, “Homer” would politely invite me to church with him and I’d politely decline.

Over time, the peace and joy that I saw in his life, and the obvious care he had for those around him drew me in. One day in North Carolina, I did go to church with him, and accepted that altar call (the first I’d ever heard).Holy Spirit

Holy Spirit

My eyes were opened, and my heart was thirsty for the Lord. I read the scripture. I went to worship. I learned at Bible studies. I took classes at church. My soul was on fire, and I couldn’t get enough.

No one can see the kingdom of God unless they are born again. (John 3:3)Overhaul

Overhaul

Similar to an addict who knows when he’s hit rock bottom, I couldn’t kid myself that I was “doing okay” and could ease into walking with the Lord. My life’s direction did a full 180, and I turned some heads doing it. Not quite to the extent of Paul in Acts 9:26, but drastic enough for me.

If anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has gone, the new is here. (2 Corinthians 5:7)

Purpose

Hey, wait a minute. That’s a porpoise!

Purpose

Now instead of being a collection of chemical reactions drifting inevitably toward oblivion, I felt that there was a reason behind my existence. God had me — specifically me — here for a some particular part of his plan.

Who knows but that you have come to your royal position for such a time as this? (Esther 4:14)

EvangelismChristian Gamers Guild

Now, I use my nerdy background to reach out to the freaks, geeks, and weirdo of the world. My people.

Through groups like the Christian Gamers Guild, Fans for Christ, Game Church, and Grave Robbers, plus my own activities in the local community, I can set up church services at comic cons, sci-fi cons, gaming cons, and other gatherings of my fellow oddballs. As “one of their kind” I can speak to them without being some outside churchy guy trying to horn in on their lives. I’m already part of their lives. Because they are me. Weird and loved.

I have become all things to all people so that by all possible means I might save some.  (1 Corinthians 9:22)

Summary

I can give a reason for my hope because of who I was, and because of who I am.

R – Rebel
E – Engineer
A – Atheist
S – Scribe
O – Oddball
N – Nerd

H – Holy Spirit
O – Overhaul
P – Purpose
E – Evangelism

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Life in the Clouds

Here is my year, presented in word cloud format from my three feeds.

There’s a lot of overlap, as you’d expect, but each platform presents its own slice of my life.

Blog

Blog Wordle 2015

Twitter

Twitter Wordle 2015

Facebook

Facebook Wordle 2015

Post Mortem

Sometimes called a retrospective or autopsy, a post mortem is a means of looking back at an event or period of time, to determine what can be learned from it with an eye towards improving what doesn’t work, and keeping what does.

So, here’s how 2015 looked for me and my family — body, heart, mind, and soul.

Body / Personal / Family

There was a lot of loss this year. I lost my job, our home was robbed (twice!), we lost five(!) cars. Thanks to the robberies, our home insurance company ended their coverage, even though they didn’t pay us anything for either robbery, and we bought and installed a hidden camera motion-detecting system after the second robbery (which was a week after the first).  We ended up finding insurance through Liberty Mutual at an even better rate than we were getting.

To make the thefts even more annoying, they took nearly all of our medications, which we had just refilled three-month supplies of. And since my health care coverage had just ended (thanks to losing my job), the day that we lost all those medicines, we had to pay for a month of COBRA just to be able to get those medicines refilled.

Linda nearly died in an emergency room visit when they injected her with a substance that she was allergic to. So instead of a five-hour visit, it turned into a five-day stay in ICU and recovery. We checked with an attorney who said we didn’t have enough proof of wrongdoing/incompetence to do anything.

I had a “UEO”, an unidentified encephalic occurrence. Basically, a stroke that wasn’t a stroke. My brain got all weird and slow, my limbs went numb and tingly, and my speech became less intelligible. The U part of UEO means that the neurologist couldn’t find the cause, and by the time (seven weeks later) that I saw him, the symptoms were all gone.

Heart / Emotional / Arts

Boy, there were plenty of funerals this year. My aunt Dale passed away, and we helped her family with the estate. My friends Steve Goldberg, Ryan Kemp, Elizabeth Burnley, Debi Magnes, and Darren Routt passed away. Plus a few celebrities I looked up to, like Roddy Piper and Mick Lynch.

I attended the Sing-Off at the Louisville Palace, the Nutcracker Suite at KY Center for the Arts (with my niece dancing on stage!), the Real Inspector Hound (a play-within-a-play), Superman: the Musical, the Connect|Disconnect art exhibit, Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me, The Tick!, Project KempProv, the Theater Alliance of Louisville meeting, Market of Mischief with Louis-Villainz.

I cut back on the sci-fi / comic / literary shows that I attend, but this year I still went to ConGlomeration, Mo*Con, WonderFest, Origins Game Fair, GenCon, Imaginarium, and the Louisville Comic Con.

Mind / Technical / Career

I started a new job at Baptist Health. There were several irons in the fire, and it was wonderful to be able to choose among some good offers (tech exec at a startup, budding data scientist at a large insurance company, or data master at a chain of hospitals). Baptist is a great company to work for. I get to do cool stuff with great people, and learn a lot as I go.

I launched TechFest Louisville! That’s a post for another time.

I spoke at a lot of conferences. I spoke at CodepaLOUsa, the Louisville Agile Forum, SQL Saturdays in Nashville, Chattanooga, Atlanta, Columbus, Indianapolis, and Louisville, and Dress for Success.

I was there for many other big events, like VEX Worlds (the worldwide championship of robotic competitions) and the opening of Chattanooga’s TechTown (an amazing makerspace/creative studio for kids).

I attended gobs of other events, like half a dozen Open Coffees, two Startup Weekends, Gear-UpS#*! I Wish I Knew, the Tech Security Conference, two Non-Profit Toolbox conferences, the SBIR/STTR Road Show, the IoT Developer’s Workshop, the How-To Festival, MapTime, the CIO Symposium, the JDRF Diabetes Summit, GeoEd 15, XlerateHealth Demo Day, Mini-Maker Faire, DerbyCon, World Trade Day, TALK‘s tour of the BioAssemblyBot, the Vogt Awards, the Civic Data Alliance party, the Louisville Digital Association party, and TALK’s panel on EMV and retail tech.

Soul / Spiritual

I taught several classes at Southeast Christian, I preached at Bible Abridged: the Complete Word of God in 90 MinutesConGlomeration, Imaginarium, and the Louisville Comic Con. I helped the Grave Robbers ministry (an outreach to goths and punks) at Ichthus Festival, and met a variety of ministries at the Global Missions Health Conference.

The Year in Photos

Prosthetic Fist-Bump TechTown Farkin' TechFest TechFest Gadgetry TechFest Kickoff TechFest Fun SQL Saturday Atlanta Mini-Me RIP Ryan Kemp Beth Cannon Mike Stackpole Buddy Christ GenCon Church Service GenCon Booth

Events and Comradery

Many organizations have get-togethers in December. It’s a good chance to catch up with friends and colleagues, and find new connections.

If you’re in the Louisville area, here are some of the social gatherings that I’m quite likely to attend.

And here are some more focused events.

And shopping/entertainment opportunities.

You can keep up with all the events I’m part of or interested in on my calendar.

 

 

 

 

KempProv

Kemp memorial badgeMy friend Marshall Ryan Kemp (usually known simply as “Kemp”) died last week.

He was hit by a pickup truck while he was driving to the children’s hospital to entertain the kids by dressing up in his Ghostbusters costume.

Volunteering his time to cheer up sick children was not at all uncommon for Kemp. He certainly devoted more time to cheering up sick children than I did. He died doing what he loved — bring smiles to others. (Actually, it was while he was driving to the hospital to do so, but you know what I’m saying.)

It made me wonder — any of us could go at any time, but what will what I’m doing at the time say about who I am? Like most people, the biggest chunk of my time is spent working or sleeping, or eating or doing chores and such, but when I’m not doing those, where does my time go? If someone were to spin a giant wheel-of-fortune to pick an activity during that time, would it land on something that I’d want to be known for?

Kemp’s time went into what he loved and what he believed in. Can I say the same? Or has my life become too routine?

The Ecto-MobileIf you knew Kemp, share your memories on the Remembering Kemp facebook group, or by using the #ForKemp hashtag on Twitter.

At the funeral, his Ghostbusters friends all came. They drove the Ecto-Mobile, and I took this picture that turned out to be unintentionally awesome. The sunlight gave the Ecto-Mobile a “spirit aura” and a sunbeam reflecting from the siren projected a “sunshine smile” on the ground. I think that Kemp would have approved.

Two of the improv comedy troupes that Kemp was involved in are performing some KempProv tributes this Saturday at The Bard’s Town.

Here’s a song parody that I wrote in Kemp’s honor:

If there’s someone sad / In your neighborhood / Who you gonna call / KempProvster!
If you’re feeling bad / And you need some good / Who you gonna call / KempProvster!
If gloomy thoughts / Run around your head / Who can you call / KempProvster!
If your heart’s in knots / When you go to bed / Who you gonna call / KempProvster!
If you’re all alone / Pick up the phone / And call / KempProvster!
If your funny bone / Hasn’t fully grown / You better call / KempProvster!

Kemp collage That's no moon... that's a Ghostbuster This should be a fast way to find the Gatekeeper Kemp pranks a superhero archer Kemp pranking 'Arrow' star by wearing shirt for the 'wrong' superhero archer Kemp wasn't afraid to feel pretty Kemp grinning Kemp cleaned up nice too, like when he took Rachel Allen to a wedding