What the world needs is a book like The Jungle (minus the propaganda), but about the computer gaming industry.

That comparison can only go so far. And if people want out of the gaming industry, there are plenty of non-gaming computer industry jobs from what ex-game devs have told me. It’s just not as exciting.

This is why I’ve never gone to a therapist. The Rapist, you think I’d fall for that? I have no idea how these people get business. Hmm, maybe some people want to be…

Obligatory:

"Okay, Lindsay, are you forgetting that I was a professional twice over - an analyst and a therapist. The world’s first analrapist. "

LOVE that joke.

Anyway, wouldn’t Mr. Spock have a doctorate in science? If so, shouldn’t he be Dr. Spock instead of Mr. Spock? Is this Kirk’s way of insulting him? He may be doing the same thing with Bones, except that he does call him Dr. McCoy at times. Maybe Kirk is a racist.

My cats are plotting against me…

Specist.

Cats are plotting against everyone.

My Cats placing a hit on me because I watched him shit in the litter box :p

Banjo has escaped!

What kind of douchefuck would steal a god damned koala?

Occasionally when I have to make a decision I’ll flip a coin and decide X is heads and Y is tails. I always seem to go with the opposite of the outcome of the coin toss. I wonder what Freud would say about that…

Also, I feel bad for the Koala. Why steal a Koala?

4am is not the time to start thinking your life would have been better if you took that offer to train as a greenskeeper instead of doing a business degree.

Just looking at the ad pane on the right of a website. Turns out I can now get a Bachelor of Counter Terrorism degree. Even better, financial assistance is given.

Clicked through, and the degree is legit, though career oppurtunities are questionable.

Although probably ironic that paying for the degree would be funding the terrorists.

This weekend, work in your yard for eight hours both days, then put 200$ in your pocket. That’s greenskeeping.

H.

Or pick up a couple guys standing around in front of Home Depot to work both days for you, then keep $100 of that $200 in your pocket and give them the rest. That’s greenskeeping.

Yeah, Kerzain’s idea is more accurate from my experience of working on the course. The actual greenskeeper got to drive around all day in a JCB, tractor or fairway cutter. I rode it once, awesome machine, so much torque, instant accelleration, fantastic suspension and you were hanging over the ground. You could understand why it cost €50,000 second hand.

Nah, the greenskeeping thing would be as a way to get my foot in the door. I’ve grown up around golf* but not actually played it much. I’ve narrowed down where I want to go with my business degree. I’d like to work with small start-ups, maybe as a consultant type thing or simply an advisor. And if not that I’d like to work somewhere in the entertainment/hobby industry. I used to think it was just gaming I wanted to work with, but I realised it was the community around gaming that interested me. I figure golf would be a good area to get involved with, where I’m dealing with customers who are passionate about what they do. I think I could deal with anything as long as there’s some culture or passion surrounding it. Greenskeeping would be my technical qualification for the industry (seeing as I have no golf apptitude) and might get my foot in the door.

All this is just a flight of fancy at the moment, based on a moment of regret and doubt last night, but it’s not a totally whacked idea, so I’m going with it for the moment. And if I’m still considering once my latest fancy passes, there might be something to it. And if not, at least I’ve figured out a bit more about what I want to do in my mainstream career.

*My childminder’s husband was ā€œinvited to the tourā€ back in the 50/60s, but didn’t because he was getting married and wanted to have kids and saw family life as his priority. He was also the first lay/working class member of one of the snootier clubs in the area, purely on how awesome a player/total gentleman he was. He maintained a scratch handicap until his 50s and was playing off 6 when he died. All that while he used to design pitch and putt courses as well as working as a welder/fitter. I used bash golf balls around his garden non-stop as a kid, and must have broken the windown on his shed 20 times (although never a house window.)

w00t, new phone! And it’s all manly and black and stuff. Now who’s gonna make fun of my saving $20 by buying the pink Razr?