“The revolution is not an apple that falls when it is ripe. You have to make it fall.”
—Ernesto “Che” Guevara
I knew politically, I was getting left of center, but I didn’t realize I fell off the scale…
The irony here was my brother bought me a “People’s Republic of Berkeley” t-shirt when I was in grad school because I was such a conservative. 🙂
This Chay as Che eCard was sent to me by Michael Rowley.
Have a great Fri-Chay!
Today, I received another cold call for a contract-for-hire position in god-knows-where for god-knows-what. My resume—do you read?
In keeping with my new policy, here is another job spam in case anyone is interested:
Based on your experience with web applications and interface development, we believe these jobs may be of interest to you or someone you know.
“Lead Web Applications Engineer ~ Revolutionize Local Search”
Grayboxx
Saratoga, CA
Full job description
“JavaScript / CSS / HTML Programmer ~ Revolutionize Local Search”
Grayboxx
Saratoga, CA
Full job description
The web engineer job at Grayboxx is PHP, so score one for Accolo’s filters (how did I get on your mailing list though?)
Working for a social networking company means I have to test out all the social networks out there. I tested one out recently and their importers just e-mailed 25 random users from my Yahoo! address book (no UI to select, they just did it as soon). I never invite people unless they’re already on the network.
If you’re one of the 25. Sorry about that.
(I guess I know one of the reasons why badoo is growing so fast.)
Dicks.
I know everyone thinks that I have the hate on Ruby, but “some of my best friends use Rails.” 🙂
Actually, I used to work with the CEO and CTO of BrightRoll and they have a killer product. BrightRoll is a preroll and postroll advertising platform with customers such as CBS, ABC, Fox News, Comcast, and ESPN. (Note to BrightRoll: The RealMedia full episode ads don’t deliver on CBS Mac Safari. Your problem?) Think of all of that revenue and product traction with only 10 employees! They currently work out of the Financial District in San Francisco right near Chinatown (good food) and very easy access to the BART. Sometimes we have lunch and shoot the shit.
(And yes, they use Ruby on Rails. Dru has put a lot of thought into his platform choice, including a lot of discussions with me. When I grow up, I want to be Dru.)
You can read about the job openings here, but here is a quick summary:
The most important features they are looking for are:
So either look them up and/or pop me an e-mail explaining why I should refer you. Disclaimer: I get $5k if I refer you so it’s probably better you have someone else who knows them refer you, since it’ll just go into my “piss on Rails” piggy bank.
As I like to say, in Web 2.0 there are basically only two products out there: search and social networking. And both of them are powered by advertising. No matter what happens with the internet video thing, one thing is certain, it’s going to be powered by advertising. And Brightroll will be there to ensure that deliverability.
Terrence,
Good morning! I’m writing in the hopes that you can help point me in the right direction with respect to my search for a Sr. Web Developer an/or QA Tester who has expertise with PHP 5, Zend, Ajax, LAMP, Web 2.0 technologies, and the like.
I will certainly pay a referral fee upon successful hire for anyone whom you can recommend, and would welcome any input you may have. Please contact me via email or at any of the numbers listed below for additional information.
Thanks, and have a great day!
contact: andrewp [at] this site
When are you in a bubble?
I say you know you’re in a bubble when people stop talking about what they’re doing and start talking about money. In the last bubble you’d overhear so many conversations of going public, options vesting, and 16-month “exit strategies”—I used to get sick when I went out to eat at a decent restaurant.
Now it’s mostly about being bought out. I’ve been told by many people that it’s because Sarbanes-Oxley, but, since this is their territory, not mine, I have to accept that as the truth of it all—even if I suspect they have a strong libertarian streak. Or maybe this is the financial equivalent of “the troops” griping?
Another outcome of a bubble is getting slammed with requests for job offers. (During the last bubble they’d hire anyone and they’d like it.) I wish recruiters would take a moment to read my resume to realize that I’m either unqualified, overqualified, or simply have a better job. I used to forward this to my friends but the count has gotten so insane that I can’t keep up and respond politely anymore. So instead I’m creating a jobs section to this blog and posting them publicly. Don’t want your info posted publicly? Take the time to know me before you spam me.
(I’m not angry, I’m just an engineer and I have other things to be doing than trying to figure out which people might be interested or know someone who might be interested in the jobs you send me.)
As for what I think about the bubble, I think the e-mail address of bub.blicio.us says it best: dontpop [at] this place. 😀
I’m horribly sick right now.
Apple MacBook Pro iSight
I shouldn’t have gotten out of bed yesterday, but I eventually did which was probably not wise.
Being sick means waking up with strange or horrible dreams.
This time, it is years later and my instant best friend has died. I’m thinking how horrible it is that she died so young, so soon after we met, and how I can barely recall her name and face now. But I wake up, everything is fine, nobody’s dead, and its only me who is sick.
I want to call her and make sure she really isn’t dead, but I don’t want to be served with a temporary restraining order. So I think better of it and blog where this private insanity of mine comes from.
[Two dreams of death after the jump.]Continue reading
Tagged has a Cherry Coke promotion which pretty much works with any website out there. In honor of this, I pimped out my profile with some raining cherries—I mean once you get over all the pr0n on my profile, that I’m too lazy(?) to delete. 🙂
Apparently there was a reward for getting Mark hired and I was the lucky recipient of it. In a move back to our gangsta roots, Greg gave me most of it in the form of a brick of 125 $20 bills. Time to really make it rain!
Nikon D200, Tokina AT-X PRO 16-50mm f/2.8 DX
1/200sec @ f/2.8, iso320, 16mm (24mm)
[More raining and Tagged is hiring after the jump]Continue reading
I read this today on iLounge.
Is there any question given this post and this one, that I’m getting one of these? (Where is the Amazon link…you bastards!)
I love the new Shure SE series. Get the SE-210’s in white or black , or splurge on mine.
Nikon D200, Tokina AT-X PRO 16-50mm f/2.8 DX
2sec @ f/14, iso100, 16mm (24mm)
You can see my headphones attached to the iPod in the background.
This is an article written by my Uncle Francis who spends his retirement sending amusing e-mails to family members that eventually get to me, and leaving hilarious messages on my cousin’s answering machine. I’d thought I’d share his latest dispatch with you…
Nikon D200, 50mm f/1.8D
1/60 sec @ f/1.8, iso 100, 50mm (75mm)
Yeah, he looks like a teddy bear, but he’s pure evil :-D.
My love affair with the China town continues…
Every Sunday after 7:30 AM mass, I have been driving down to the downtown Oakland to have breakfast in Chinatown over past ten years. Once there, I used to devour a sumptuous meal such as a noodle set with big pineapple bread, freshly brewed coffee, and a few cups of jasmine tea at the ABC Cafe for bargain price ($3.50). I could finish the meal in no time and often still felt hungry. But that was so until last year. After getting to the pinnacle of my golden age 70, it isn’t so any longer. Beyond one dim sum plate & tea, my stomach starts grumbling, ‘stupid old man, no more, OK?’. Although it makes the stomach filling easier for most men of my age, this old man, who has perpetually self-generating real or imaginary worries, is different. If the old man cannot eat at the ABC Café, what should he do for next Sunday breakfast?
In past 5 years, a number of first-rate dim sum restaurants popped up in the Chinatown like wild mushrooms. The foods there are fantastic, and waiters and waitresses appear sincere & some even cordial. Since these restaurants are almost always packed with long waiting crowd, the old man’s first worry is about getting refused right at the front door for lack of a table to sit one guy. Even after getting seated by a chance, his second worry follows up, “Can I gulp down only one dim sum plate (plus courtesy green tea) and make a graceful exit without hearing dirty Chinese curses on cheapskate behind my back?” Lately the ripe (‘hopelessly’ is a better description) old age toughened my thick face even thicker. I gave up the damn pride and challenged to myself – ‘old man, let’s JUST DO IT! You have nothing to lose.’
[The search for sticky rice after the jump]Continue reading