It’s official – I am swamped.
We hit alpha this week and so work has been crazy. I spent most of today staring at a computer screen, with breaks for impromptu design meetings and meals at my desk. Fun work, but work none the less – and the last thing I wanted to do when I got home (at 9:30) was do more of the same.
Yet… here I am. First it was paying bills and setting up various accounts (so much to get on top of when you are new at a big company). Then it was catching up on non-work email… then, this entry. I figure – why not post, since I’m too tired to much else.
As my grandmother would say (quoting Chuck Berry), I’m Too Pooped to Pop!
Casey is an old man who wants to be a teen
He goes to all the dances and they call him cha-cha king
He cha-chas when the band is playin rock and roll
He tries to keep in time but the beat leaves him cold.
(Chorus):
Because he’s too pooped to pop, too old a soul
Hips gettin weaker when he tries to do the stroll
And every time his feet get to goin one way
Here comes a new dance and it’s goin to stay.
Chicks told Casey, you better move man,
This is only a one night stand. Casey wasn’t in time but he was dancin awhile
Till a cramp caught his leg and he had to change his style.
(2x Chorus)
Casey finally learned to do the hoochie koo
This might have been fine back in ‘22
Now, I’m gonna give you fellas just a little tip
If you wanna keep your girl you’d better get hip
Or, you’ll be too pooped to pop, too old a soul
You hips are gettin weaker when you try to do the stroll
And every time your feet get to goin one way
Here comes a new dance you’ll be left to stray.
I suppose it’s always been true – that as soon as you get used to doing something… get good and comfortable at it – life throws new dance steps your way. Now that I’ve got a place, am somewhat unpacked, and managed my first holiday in the bay area (photos coming soon – I promise)… work is getting busy.
Forecast for this month is more of the same – so I’ll be working on scheduling, prioritizing and … reprioritizing, if I know myself at all. Before the break (I’ll be in the bay for xmas) there is a ton to get tuned and tested. In my spare moments I’ll be shooting for regular exercise, a better diet (Damn that plush cafeteria! Damn those free dinners!) and weekend walks in Glen Park – which is literally steps from my apartment. I cannot believe I hadn’t been there before this weekend.
Wasn’t there something else? Oh, right.
*snore*