January 19, 2011

On Site

Went on-site at NASA today.  It's been such a long time since I've been there.  Ate with the Virtual Reality guys.  That was fun.

I get the feeling that NASA has devolved into an agency of "huh?".  Being "generic" is key for survival.  If you are attached to a mission, you are in a most precarious position.  The preferred vehicle is to ride a generic technology and simulate what might happen.  Thankfully, I am generic and simulate.

Honestly, while in this lull, this odd time since Obama turned the table upside down and left for other more important issues... Uggh.

You know...  I don't want to sound like a whiner or like I'm venting.  I don't want to add fuel to anybody's political viewpoint.  There's so many viewpoints that go from the cosmos to the micro-detail...  It's pointless to even blog on it really, most likely...

This isn't where I started... This post simply devolved.

NASA feels lost to me.

I loved visiting with my old coworkers.  That's where I started this post before my mind trailed off.  So good to see so many coworkers.  Amazed at the many new faces.  I wonder what they think.  I wonder what aspirations they have.  It's a bit sad, especially when you see somebody young and eager clickety clicking.  Bailey told me that it's no different now than it ever was.  Hard to believe that.

I am still pushing myself hard.  Technically, I am better grounded than ever.  I'm more and more happy with my math training.  Ready to dig deeper.  More confident that I can understand things that were out of my grasp years ago.

Hope the investments during this lull prove fruitful.  I've done my best even when I've known it doesn't necessarily look so hot from the outside.

Was telling Mark that I'm insecure about my age.  Supposedly, and it's true historically, that mathematicians and artists peak when they are young.  I don't know.  I'm sticking with the "late bloomer" theory.  A couple of my math teachers told me, "Wish I could see you bloom.  Wonder if you are a late bloomer."

I'm just not done, dang it.  Not done at all... at least that's the way I feel right now...

Except for my heel... and that stopped-up toilet... :-)

1 comment:

Keith said...

Up at 4:00am. My gears were turning. Nice and quiet with a cup of coffee. I wish I was a mathematician - what a lofty place.