Two posts in one day WHAT!
This email came to my attention just this morning and the deadline is TODAY so it’s getting posted ASAP.
And YUP that means Two Posts On One Day WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE PEOPLE
DevConf.US is a free conference in Boston, MA on August 15-17.
It is organized by Red Hat’s Engineering and dedicated to open source technologies. The conference has the following tracks: Application Development & Containerization, Building & Running Cloud Infrastructure, Ensuring Software Quality, Machine Learning & Privacy & Big Data, Serverless, Open Source & Process, Systems Engineering & Hardware, and User Experience in Open Source.
You can learn more about the conference at https://devconf.info/us and see the schedule from last year at https://devconfus2018.sched.com
In an effort to create a more DIVERSE and INCLUSIVE event, the conference is offering diversity scholarships that cover travel-related expenses for attendees from the U.S. or Canada who do not work at Red Hat and who are students or are relatively new or returning to full-time work in technology.
Continue reading “Let’s Talk About Diversity Scholarships at DevConf.US”
I suppose that I should make an introduction of you before simply sending you a blog post, but THAT’S HOW I ROLL. To cut through introductions, I’ll just link to your personal trainer website. And can I also totally recommend a makeover on that thing? Like, the content is solid, but let’s get rid of all the adobe flash, yeah? Also, I take back what I said about the content – it’s static. You NEED a blog on there. AND your latest social media content COUGH INSTAGRAM COUGH displayed on the home page.
And can we talk about how there are NONE pictures of me on there?
But, of course, you know exactly what I’m doing right now.
Yes, I packed for the gym today. Yes, I’m going to go to the gym. Yes, here’s what I plan on doing.
Continue reading “I Seriously Cannot WAIT To Get THERE”
My grandma’s memorial is this afternoon in Alexandria Virginia and my Aunt Julie has agreed to read a small message from me since I can’t be there. Here’s what I wrote.
The best part about someone else reading your statement is that you can write whatever you want and they have to read it.
Hello, my name is Julie and I LOVE to wear pink.
But, seriously, this is a message from Grandma Porter’s granddaughter, Kristin, who lives in Europe.
“For me, funerals are a celebration of life, rather than a lamentation of death, and to that end, I’d like to share three moments we shared that made me realize that Grandma is one of the fiercest, bravest women I have ever had the honour of knowing. And I’m so thankful that we’re related because now I can blame my obsession with sprinkles, my twisted sense of humor and my urge to buck the system on her.
Grandma always kept sprinkles in the house for me.
Sure, it might’ve also been for other kids or MAYBE for Grandpa, but I always thought of them as MY sprinkles.
And, of course, there was always plenty of ice cream.
One night, I was eating ice cream with sprinkles and enjoying it so much that after I finished everything that could be scooped with a spoon, I started finishing it up by licking the bowl.
Grandma was aghast.
Continue reading “Gypsy Sprinkles Homework”
The following piece is written by my grandpa, Edwin Arnold Porter, and my cousin, Cassie Lopez.
In the early morning hours of Thursday, 14 March 2019, our beloved Dorothy Genevieve Porter died peacefully in her sleep at home.
Dorothy was born on 5 February 1926. She was adopted by Adolph and Harriett Hoven and grew up in Tillamook, Oregon. She married Arnie when she was 20 and he was 19. They shared nearly 73 years of marriage, as an Air Force family. They lived across four countries and moved fourteen times, having three kids along the way- Steve, Lisa and Julie.
She studied music at Northwest Christian College and became a Church Musician. She sang, played the piano and organ and conducted prize winning choirs almost everywhere the family was assigned.
Continue reading “Goodbye, Grandma”
If the flight out to Prague was surreal and delightful, the return flight was surreal and miserable.
End of January beginning of February is DevConf.CZ and FOSDEM and since both are quite close to where I live, the plan was to run out to Brno for the first event, run back home for a few days, then zoom down to Brussels for the other event.
I woke up miserable on Sunday, but since I had stayed out late the night before, I just stumbled into the shower, thinking I only needed a little steam healing. But I just felt worse. And worse.
I took a minute to count up the symptoms. Fever. Cough. Achy skin.
“Influenza” is too wimpy a word for what I had.
I call it Zombie Death Plague.
Continue reading “So I Ran Over to Brno And Then”