Lot 48: September 2012

September 30, 2012

I'm a web doctor

I like knowledge.  I like knowing things other people don't.  I like trying to explain something to a client and having to say "I'm sorry, I don't know how to explain this.  Uh..."

I'm a web doctor.  I fix things on the web.  When a client's site breaks, I fix it.  I diagnose the problem and then report back to the eagerly awaiting client and try to explain what happened.  There is a lot of terminology and jargon and things I don't exactly know how to explain to people who don't have the same knowledge.  And I love it.  The first few months of my job were rough and my head hurt at the end of each day from all the learning I experienced each day, but it has all paid off.  Literally.  I'm proud of myself for how many things I can fix and build and do on my own, it's incredibly rewarding.  My favorite is when I sit down to code something and I am not entirely sure how to do it but then I figure it out and jump out of my chair and exclaim "that's wassssup!!!!  Totally figured that out by myself!" and then I high five my boss.

I love being able to use my brain and knowledge and my special skill set to earn a living for myself.  It's a very empowering feeling to look at my comfortable life and know that I am providing for myself because of my knowledge.  Because of my brain.  It's really quite awesome.  It makes me feel independent and powerful and supported.  I like knowledge for this very reason; it creates a better life.  I really am a firm believer in education and the incredibly positive effects it can have on a person's life.   

Now that I have been done with college for about a month, I realized the only thing I miss are the discussions.  The things I enjoyed most about college, the academic aspect of it, was the intellectual conversations I was able to participate in.  I loved classes where we sat and talked and shared ideas and opinions and learned from each other.  I really miss that.  The other night I got home and I started talking to my roommate about war and whether or not I thought we should have been in the war on terrorism.  I was being quite annoying, she was trying to watch tv. Then a few days later I asked my roommates what they thought about gay marriage and how they felt about foreign policy.  Clearly I am starved for intellectually stimulating conversation.  Knowledge is cool.

September 4, 2012


I was home in St. George over the weekend, and it got me thinking about how eating meals changes as you get older. 

When you live at home, dinner is a family gathering.  You smell it as your do your homework and then you rush downstairs when you mom calls out that it's ready.  The whole family sits at the dinner table and we all talk about our days and our opinions and ideas and our friends.  We usually sit and talk for a little bit once everyone is done eating.  And then we all stand up and start to clean up (of course, when you're a kid, you run away to your room to try to get out of doing the dishes). 

I am sure all of you are familiar with this scenario.  It's nice isn't it?  Meals are nice.  And not only home cooked meals, but eating out too.  Don't you love being waited on? Having someone serve you? Not having to lift a finger?  It is sooooo nice.  I love eating out. Except when the check comes, haha.

But think about when you move out of the house.  Isn't it strange how drastically your meals change?  Instead of someone else making it for you and having some nice conversation as a side dish, you have to make it yourself, eat it by yourself, and clean it up by yourself.  I always watch TV while I eat.  30 Rock, Parks and Recreation, and Modern Family are who I eat dinner with.  I always watch sitcoms because they are about the length it takes me to eat.  Liz Lemon and Leslie Knope are my meal time buddies, not my family.

And I have realized that I actually really look forward to that time where I get to sit and eat in peace.  I eat breakfast at work and I always work through lunch as well, so dinner time is such a nice time to sit back and enjoy life and the fact another hard day's work is done.  After a day of using my brain and talking to co workers and clients, I just want to shut my brain off, eat and watch Ron Swanson play his saxophone.

If you don't know what that reference is, shame on you.  Watch Parks and Recreation.