Linux, musical road-dogging, and daily life by Paul W. Frields
Beantown ho.

Beantown ho.

It’s not an epithet, it’s a slogan. I’ll be up in Boston (Westford, actually) for the week of July 28. During that time there are a few things I’d like to accomplish, like:

  • getting together with some of the Red Hat managers who don’t see me often (you know, out of sight, out of mind)
  • Figuring out some preliminaries on how we’ll handle FUDCon F11, financially and logistically
  • Kicking Casey Dahlin out of my cube, just ’cause I can (just kidding, Casey)
  • making a video with someone on the Desktop team (or any team, for that matter) who wants to show off a cool feature
  • Rooting out and educating folks who want to participate in the Fedora 10 and Fedora 11 feature processes but aren’t sure how
  • Enduring jibes from picking the worst time ever to sell a house in the last two decades

This time around, no one has to put me up in their pads. In the past I’ve crashed with folks on these trips, because I care about saving the company money wherever possible. But what I realized was that the $100 a night I was saving the company in hotel was not a savings at all. Without a hotel on a trip, I lose about a third (or more) of my normal work hours. Which comes to hundreds of dollars a day in lost productivity.

So this time I’ll be staying at a nearby hotel so I can get into the office earlier, work after hours, and have a place to wear my wooby shorts. I’ll still be able to make time to go to lunch with folks, maybe hang out after work one night, and so on — because I have that extra time banked in which I know I can keep all my tasks properly juggled.


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