It’s funny the way things work out. After participating in a fun Twitter Meme started by a former co-worker celebrating 13 years at Boston.com, it got me thinking about my favorite events working at the company.
One thing that came up whilst on my trip down memory lane was the summer afternoon where a few folks from the Washington Post came to visit and meet with us and share best practices and discuss our CMS. It must’ve been sometime around 2002 or 2003. The meeting took place between our marketing and design departments and I was asked to come along to talk to this guy Mark about potential CMS projects. I was a marketing web developer at the time and our CMS was non-existent. I wasn’t even involved with the project, either, so it was a bit strange that I was the one that was invited to the meetings.
Mark and I ended up running into each other a year or two later at an online advertising conference known as AdMonsters. We kept in touch and would often reach out to ask about advertising implementation strategies or discuss some new ad product that launched on one of our two sites, to share some insight into how it was done behind the scenes.
Mark ends up leaving the Post to go out to California, eventually finding himself at Google and I end up leaving Boston.com shortly thereafter to move to New York. A year or so goes by, and Mark reaches out to me asking me if I’m interested in applying for a job at Google. I thought it was a totally ridiculous idea, but figured it was worth a shot.
After 6 months of stress and interviews, I end up getting the job and we move out to California. Five and a half years later, Mark and I are still with Google; we even worked on the same team at one point. So, thanks Mark! Who knew what a last-minute meeting with some folks Washington Post would end up having such a profound impact on my life.
One day, I hope that I’ll look back and smile when I think of how a yellow button with black lettering that read “Obscene Things!” also changed my life.
I don’t know about you, fellow readers, but I’m not a big fan of the idea of getting stuck in an elevator. They’re actually working on the elevator in our building (which has been out of order for several months) and is expected to be working soon.
I came across this article a few weeks ago about a guy that got stuck in an elevator for 41 hours and they include the time elapsed security cam videos of what the person did to pass the time.
At first, I was thinking “wow, that must suck..” but then I realized that 41 hours is approximately 2 full days. That being said, I plan on taking the stairs for the foreseeable future while at work.
Because of my fuel efficient vehicle (read: Hybrid), I’m one of the lucky 200,000 Californian residents that can drive the car pool lane during regulated hours even without any additional passengers in the car. This goes through 2010, and let me say that I’ll be extremely sad the day that I lose my HOV lane access.
As it is, I cut about 40 minutes off my commute on Highway 85 from Los Gatos to Mountain View.. The traffic is often at a stand-still and I’m able to zip by on my merry way.
What makes this benefit even more special is on days like yesterday.. where somewhere between the exit for El Camino and Homestead on 85 I saw a bright yellow Lotus stuck in traffic. I thought to myself.. this guy might be driving a $60,000+ car, but he’s stuck in traffic — and I’m not. He should’ve bought a Prius.
It’s about damn time. Tomorrow is the 31st of July, and let me say that I can’t wait. I’m not going to go on the record and say that this was the worst July of my life — because I think that’s certainly reserved for the tragic July 1990 when I found myself driving an ATV straight into a barbed wire fence. That July is certainly going to take the cake for the worst on record.
This month has been pretty stressful and I have to say that I firmly believe that it has been a result of Mercury in Retrograde. Without going into any obvious details, I just want to welcome the month of August with open arms.
I look forward to the adventures that await during the coming month, and bid a fond farewell to July and all its mind-changing nonsense.
According to 100.7 WZLX-FM in Boston, Eric Clapton married Pattie Boyd-Harrison on this day in 1979 in Tuscon, Arizona. Pattie had been married to Clapton’s best friend, George Harrison, when Clapton lured her away from Harrison. She had been the inspiration for Clapton’s song ‘Layla’ about 9 years earlier. Somehow, Harrison remained best mates with Clapton. Maybe that’s because Harrison was (allegedly) cheating with other women himself. Would this catch up with Clapton?
Clapton was devastatingly lovesick over Pattie. He pined for her for years, pouring his unrequited love into his music. Maybe this even contributed to his heroin and alcohol abuse habit. But just a few short years after finally marrying his muse, Clapton hooked up with an Italian model and had a baby boy, Conor (this was a just one year after another mistress gave him a daughter). Not exactly how you’d think a guy would treat the one great love of his life, eh?
Anyone who has heard ‘Tears in Heaven’ knows it was written for Conor, who died a tragic death. Conor was buried on this day in 1991, 12 years after Clapton’s marriage to Pattie Boyd-Harrison. Call me a conspiracy theorist, but the eerie timing of these events just might be a message from a higher power.