Linux, musical road-dogging, and daily life by Paul W. Frields
In the sun, married.

In the sun, married.

Sorry I’ve been less bloggy this week. I am up in Westford at the Red Hat offices and, since I’m rarely here, the meeting compression ratio is frankly enormous. My calendar had almost no white space left after around Monday at lunchtime, and I actually have had to double-book a couple things and trust that the other party was going to cancel.

Today was had a scheduled but fun jaunt out with a few people to shoot some video footage for a feature interview that I hope will air at some point in the near future. I don’t want to talk too much about it because it would spoil the surprise, but it involves a buildout of a previously non-functional feature, and a car chase. That’s it, I’m not saying any more. If it ends up looking dope you can credit Colby Hoke, and if it’s dopey you can blame me.

It’s 7:10pm now, and I’ve been in the office about 12.5 hours at this point, so I’m going to head back to the hotel shortly. I will catch up on posting info soon, but maybe not until this weekend. Tonight it’s all the email waiting for triage.


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