I am currently working at Cybrains, Inc. where I primarily engage with customers that need to build web applications with backends that support their everyday operations. I am also building the world's easiest to use firewall/router for home use and specifically targeted at non-techie Parents, that we call Chaperone."
What spare time I have left, I fill up by hanging with my family, playing tennis, cooking, playing piano, weight lifting, trail running, racquetball, squash, bocce, ping pong, and learning more about the Open Source community upon which, Linux, Apache, PostgreSQL, etc., are all based on. Lately, Ruby on Rails gets most of my attention as far as development frameworks go.
According to Webster's Dictionary...
Etymology: Middle English, from Middle French, from Latin caudex, codex trunk of a tree, document formed originally from wooden tablets Date: 14th century
- a systematic statement of a body of law; especially : one given statutory force
- a system of principles or rules <moral code>
- a system of signals or symbols for communication b : a system of symbols (as letters or numbers) used to represent assigned and often secret meanings
- a set of instructions for a computer
Etymology: obsolete French (now connaisseur), from Old French connoisseor,from connoistre to know, from Latin cognoscere Date: 1714
- EXPERT; especially: one who understands the details, technique, or principles of an art and is competent to act as a critical judge
- one who enjoys with discrimination and appreciation of subtleties <a connoisseur of fine wines>
So, why Code Connoisseur?Well, it was a nickname given to me by two different people at two different jobs in their observations on my coding habits, what languages I chose to develop in (and why), and my general approach to solving problems, so it has sort of grown on me, eventually becoming my primary Yahoo! chat ID for a while. It was only a matter of time before I bought my own personal domain name and Code Connoisseur was the natural choice.
TennisA page about me wouldn't be complete without mentioning tennis. I first exposed to the game in Jr. High during a brief four week period in P.E. where we learned what a forehand and a backhand and a serve was. However, I didn't seriously consider the game until my freshman year of high school where I once again picked up the racquet to give the H.S. tennis team a tryout. Surprisingly, I made the team and have been hooked ever since.
- I have been playing on ALTA (Atlanta Lawn Tennis Association) fairly regularly since 1989.
- The USTA Southern Section
- Jump to many pages from this Yahoo Page
- Holabird Sports -- Great prices on all tennis gear
- "I threw the kitchen sink at him, but he went to the bathroom and got a tub."
- — Andy Roddick (on explaining his defeat to Federer in 2004 Wimbledon Final)
- "I skate to where the puck is going to be, not to where it has been."
- — Wayne Gretsky
- "All things should be as simple as possible, but no simpler."
- — Albert Einstein
- "To see is to forget the name of that which one sees."
- — Monet
- "When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world."
- — John Muir
- "A mind, once stretched, never returns to its original dimension."
- — Oliver Wendell Holmes
- "The difference between genius and stupidity is genius has its limits."
- — Albert Einstein
- "Omit needless words."
- — Strunk & White, The Elements of Style
- "A designer knows he has achieved perfection not when there is nothing left to add, but when there is nothing left to take away,"
- — Antoine de Saint-Exupery
- "Drinking just to get drunk, is like having sex just to get pregnant."
- — Robert Hess
What Amazes Me About Entrepreneurs
A city boy, Kenny, moved to the country and bought a donkey from an old farmer for $100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.
The next day the farmer drove up and said, "Sorry son, but I have some bad news, the donkey died."
Kenny replied, "Well then, just give me my money back."
The farmer said, "Can't do that. I went and spent it already."
Kenny said, "OK then, just unload the donkey."
The farmer asked, "What ya gonna do with him?"
Kenny, "I'm going to raffle him off."
Farmer, " You can't raffle off a dead donkey!"
Kenny, "Sure I can. Watch me. I just won't tell anybody he is dead."
A month later the farmer met up with Kenny and asked, "What happened with that dead donkey?"
Kenny, "I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars a piece and made a profit of $898.00."
Farmer, "Didn't anyone complain?"
Kenny, " Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back."
Kenny grew up and eventually became the chairman of Enron.
Perspective is Everything
If you have ever gone through a toll booth, you know that your relationship to the person in the booth is not the most intimate you'll ever have. It is one of life's frequent non-encounters: You hand over some money; you might get change; you drive off. I have been through every one of the 17 toll booths on the Oakland-San Francisco Bay Bridge on thousands of occasions, and never had an exchange worth remembering with anybody. Late one morning in 1984, headed for lunch in San Francisco, I drove toward one of the booths. I heard loud music. It sounded like a party, or a Michael Jackson concert. I looked around. No other cars with their windows open. No sound trucks. I looked at the toll booth. Inside it, the man was dancing.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm having a party," he said.
"What about the rest of these people?" I looked over at other booths; nothing moving there.
"They're not invited."
I had a dozen other questions for him, but somebody in a big hurry to get somewhere started punching his horn behind me and I drove off. But I made a note to myself: Find this guy again. There's something in his eye that says there's magic in his toll booth. Months later I did find him again, still with the loud music, still having a party.
Again I asked, "What are you doing?"
He said, "I remember you from the last time. I'm still dancing. I'm having the same party."
I said, "Look. What about the rest of the people." He said. "Stop. What do those look like to you?" He pointed down the row of toll booths.
"They look like toll booths."
I said, "Okay, I give up. What do they look like to you?"
He said, "Vertical coffins."
"What are you talking about?"
"I can prove it. At 8:30 every morning, live people get in . Then they die for eight hours. At 4:30, like Lazarus from the dead, they reemerge and go home. For eight hours, brain is on hold, dead on the job. Going through the motions."
I was amazed. This guy had developed a philosophy, a mythology about his job. I could not help asking the next question: "Why is it different for you? You're having a good time."
He looked at me. "I knew you were going to ask that," he said. "I'm going to be a dancer someday." He pointed to the administration building. "My bosses are in there, and they're paying for my training."
Sixteen people dead on the job, and the seventeenth, in precisely the same situation, figures out a way to live. That man was having a party where you and I would probably not last three days. The boredom! He and I did have lunch later, and he said, "I don't understand why anybody would think my job is boring. I have a corner office, glass on all sides. I can see the Golden Gate, San Francisco, the Berkeley hills; half the Western world vacations here and I just stroll in every day and practice dancing.
"Most people are about as happy as they make up their minds to be." -- Abraham Lincoln
Blast From the Past
The longest-lived website I have ever maintained without changing content and style much. I was prolific in updating the website as I went through the Masters of Instructional Technology degree program at UGA. It was a playground instrumental in helping me learn web development and was originally built with Zope and Python. However, once I went to work in Baltimore, practically all updates stopped with the demands and pressures of the job at hand, which became my daytime job, nighttime job, and even my job while wining and dining! It is preserved for prosperity, so click and enjoy.
My very first home page It is a little, well...cheesy by today's standards, but back in 1994, it made for a pretty slick personal site. It was only updated once around 1996 as I changed Internet providers and also was no longer working for Argus Computing (which the original contents referenced quite a bit), but the original layout and all the original images, which were painstakingly produced back before the days of widespread photo manipulation tools for the web, are preserved here.
For a while, I was working on a Masters in Instructional Technology from the University of Georgia, but got side-lined when I took a job in Baltimore mid-way through my education that was supposed to be 100% telecommuting at the time. Being the nice-guy that I am, I couldn't say "No" to the repeated requests for me to move to Baltimore and head up the the entire development team. Little did I know what I was getting myself into and I quickly had to focus all of my attention on the job at hand as we went from a handful of developers to over thirty-five! Needless to say, my Masters degree wasn't completed, but I generated a body of work in my Instructional Technology Portfolio that is still generating a huge amount of traffic to this site. One of the most comprehensive research assignments I ever did was this paper asking the question: Instructional Designers and Software Architects: Are Instructional Designers Software Architects in Disguise? comparing Instructional Designers to Software Architects and I have gotten a surprising number of emails on the topic over the years.
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