rehash of last night

Saturday July 23rd 2005 09:24 AM PST

I drove home for work last night so damn hungry i could not get my stomach to stop growling. I had meetings and meetings and a shitload of work to do, and then more meetings. The morning went something like... Meeting with the owner of the company (with the entire department), then get pulled out of that meeting to deal with a client. During the second meeting, I walk the client through the flow of their entire project and take their mood from "evil-fuming-pissed" to... "eating out of our hands". Even after i had really answered all his questions, i turned around and started to push at him. I started pointing questions at him that i know a client must dream of. (well, i was doing damage control) I think the first thing out of my mouth was... "if you track anything in particular, what would be at the top of the list?" he didn't quite understand me because up to that point, we'd been talking about UI and IA. So i follow up with saying we're already going to be tracking each individual user, and the number of games they play. Each game will be timed, and we'll have a running tally of games started, games completed, and current active users. Then he got it. I could hear him get excited. He started asking, "can we track how long a user stays within the site?" I respond "sticky factor"... hehehe, i know i know. fuckin buzz word. So the rest of the conversation went like that. The project is still moving along exactly to plan and schedule, but now at least the client is happy about it.

So back to the other meeting after that, and then back to work, then back to other meetings. The day went on like this all day long, and after it was all done, i had forgotten to go to lunch. I get in the car to drive home and i can't stop thinking about food.

When i get home Jen's being a lazy ass, sitting in front of the TV. I can't blame her. She's home from work, and "home" feels like 110 degrees even with all the fans on. So she orders garbage fast food (no ad's here) and we end up sitting down and flipping channels on the idiot box. The phone rings, and i check the number. Hmmm i have no idea who this is, or where its from. Listen for a message, but nothing. We go back to the idiot box. Jen and I end up watching american chopper, then SciFi (a little stargate), then we flip over to the history channel and are watching a documentary on the history of Edwards AFB. the phone rings again. This time "private caller" Well there are only a few options on the "private caller" front, and one of the top options is my parents. Well let the machine pick it up. Sure enough its my dad. He starts in to some cryptic talk, and then starts into something about a call they got from somebody in San Jose. I pick up the phone and immediately think its bullshit. (i've become very paranoid in recent years) He says it was a disturbing call and i really need to come over and talk. My heart rate must be at about 180bpm and i tell Jen i gotta go over there. I'll call her if everything is ok.

So i drive over and all the time am thinking this has got to be a plot for an intervention or something.

Nope, its legit.

They got a call from a guy who says he's my younger brother from my biological mother and father. So i don't know many details at this point, and what i do know now is completely unconfirmed. Needless to say this is going to be a interesting weekend.

So i sit with my parents and shoot the shit for a couple hours. We've not spoken on good terms since November. Everything is going to be good in the long run, but we're talking again. I've IP banned my parents computer for all the time that we've not been taking, but just recently my mom figured out the google cache of web sites. She figured out a couple days after an entry was posted she could read the cached version on google without being banned. Hmmm could i sue Google for allowing someone to circumvent my security measures? :) i know... fat chance.

anyway, i got home last night at about 1:30 and woke up Jen. I told her all the details i knew, and both of us couldn't sleep for most of the night. I drank a couple shots of the only tequila i have in the house, and started to do my own little google searched. I'm excited. This is going to be a really strange time.

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Fucking fantastic, man. I'm excited to see how this unfolds. I hope you keep us all up to date on the happenings!!!

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