Month: March 2006

Doris, I am thinking about to mail my cell phone to you. Would you please let me know the address and mail it to you? I hope you can see this message.

Whatever. I’m a bit pissed off at people here. Right now our tech effort is pretty much a sham. I understand that Stanford’s a jolly place to work that’s not a lot of high stress or whatever. We can smile and laugh and be happy with each other, but in the end, we’ll have crappy ass code to show for it.

People want this system to be well respected and trusted to hold their most valuble data and yet it seems like nobody wants to even write test cases for their code. We make guidelines that are so vague that it doesn’t help us out, and we pat people on the back and say “well done!”. It’s maddening.

We have a chance to make something really really good. exceptionally good. We have a chance to define everything. Software stacks, methodologies, architecture. And yet people are half assing it.

I definitely like the lifestyle of working at here, but it seriously makes me question whether I can stay here long term or not.

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Jeremy and Edda trying out the backpack!

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By video games. Please, leave me alone with this wonderful thing. I can not break free.

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Vince and Jeremy trying out the backpack.

Lemme say that I know it’s a waste of money, and that I’d rather do other things in life, but I’m buying a Nintendo Revolution when it comes out. I’ve just found out that the Revolution will emulate the old Sega Genesis System. Can you say all the old games we used to play like Alex Kidd and Space Harrier? mmmmmmm

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Edda’s birthday cake. Do you see where Vince tried to cut it before we started singing?

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Happy birthday, Jeremy made her favorite dinner (actually, we all love this dinner) – spaghetti with lots of sauce and a dinner salad covered in ranch dressing. Yum!

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Not very many people get to look at their own brains for their birthday. Our neurologist, Dr. Janice Wong is looking at Edda’s MRI, she couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary, but she’s a neurologist and not a radiologist, so she’s not trained to read the subtle details. The radiologist will get to it in about a week, meanwhile, we get to take the films back to the US with us.

Happy Birthday to you, Edda. Grand Mom Rena & Grand Pa Noel 🙂