A Quick Note

Just thought I'd ramble for a moment between market research and the occassional splash of water from the Nalgene. Tomorrow I'll head back to NJ for the nth time this year, as age begins to fad in and time starts to blend memories (all this at 24...I think 24, jk)(oh, the drama) I can't keep the trips straight/repressed the memories. But for the first time in a long time I'll be headed there for a good reason, not a sad one. With all the tragedy in my families life in the last four years, its a wonder we're not more screwed up than we are. Three deaths in four years, two fathers and a grandmother. Enough pain to put you on the 7th floor, room B12, swearing the sidewalk spoke to you. Pain is endured, wounds heal, and time marches onward whether you intend it to or not, and all we can do is move on. Is it bad that the best way to deal with it is not to deal with it. I don't mean in the sense that you've denied your emotion the right to mourn and feel troubled, but their comes a time when moving on means shutting out. Comfort is found in distraction, distraction becomes common, and low and behold you've progressed. But have you. Because thinking about it again propels you directly to where you were before, just with less recollection. If that's progress then so be it, but it doesn't seem like a theraputic heal. Why do I think overcoming tragedy is a matter of numbing yourself to the pain it brings? Is that progress? I don't suffer from what I speak, but think about the turmoil it can bring to ones' everyday.

Into an Era

Being that this is the first time I've entered into the apocalypse that is blogging, I find myself not only reflecting on the beginning of an era in information technology, but on the broader scale of where this tool will truly connect us to.

In the grand scheme of things, I believe time hasn't elapsed to the degree in which the inconceivable has been brought to the forefront in ones' lifetime (just ask Michael J. Fox a.k.a. Marty McFly) However, we are getting much closer than we used to be. Now we aren't hoovering through intersections or floating into the office (unless you count downing a Grande Double-shot Raspberry White Mocha Frappacino, then yes you are), but much like our server speeds, IT seems to be growing exponentially in the last decade or so.

Where does this leave me? Feeling perplexed, even concerned at the notion that my generation, our generation won't be able to ride the next wave as easily as the last. Children are teaching their Account Executive and CFO parents how to download and defrag, students are acing classes without ever showing up in the classroom or meeting the teacher, and the Y-gen is hacking into corporate servers with more ease than Angelina Jolie did with short hair. Where will my generation eduacte? Yes, some of us will paddle hard to stay on the apex, but for most the ruts will be dug and the system is already in place, for us that is, until the a new IT commication spurs the next revolution in business survival. Adaptation is regergitated down the line, but the early adopters are well ahead and have already crossed the Chasm, leaving everyone else breathing heavy.

And there inlies the essence of my blogging endeavor; putting myself in a postion to catch the next wave....while we ride this one out.