Job laments.....

I feel like a frickin' dinosaur. In my 15 years in the biz, I wrote Perl CGI scripts, HTML pages, worked with both Access and Oracle (5.1.22 on OpenVMS), and am a whiz in MS Word and Excel. And I can't find a job to save my life.

I'd love to go into database administration, project management, or technical management, but I just don't have enough experience in these areas. My experience says "software developer", but it's a younger man's game now.

I'm looking within a 200-mile radius of Dayton. That means I can drive home on weekends.

A few days ago, I received a note about an opportunity in Cambridge, MA, but I told him, "Due to family and financial obligations, I'll have to turn this down." Was I wrong for doing this? Should I have taken it?

The Sicilon Valley Guidebook was partially right: Burnout at 40. (In the book they say 35.)

The rider meme......

I thought about doing this one for weeks. But it never materialized.

From bikergeek and figmo.....

Pretend you're a rock star. What's in the contract rider you present to concert promoters? The contract rider is the item that specs out the stuff you get backstage. You can see several examples here. List must contain all legal items--no drugs or hookers.

Compared to other people, my wants are relatively simple and on the practical side. (I think.)

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