Another step towards employment salvation

As I move along the timeline of my 90-day letter, my current “manager” is releasing me to my next team.

My new manager is someone that I have known for about 13 years. He is one that helped train me at a previous job and has been a man that I look to for technical leadership.

I am very lucky that he tossed me a life ring. I suppose that it is a testament to my working/living right. He knows my work ethic and has been a facebook friend all these years so he knows who I am outside of work as well. Had I been an ass to work, with the help simply would not have been offered.

There is a ton for me to learn so that I can help add to my new team’s successes, while I try to minimize my drag on their resources during the learning curve.

Major changes at work

For those that have been watching over the years, you know that I no longer discuss who my daytime employer is.

Our company was acquired but another company that had a different business focus. Since our business has elements that are very different, it is causing great challenges in integrating the two.

My team was thought to be safe, and would remain in tact. We ended up getting blindsided and my team was picked apart. My role specifically was divided by two sides of the new company. The big dollar customers went to one, and the rest were going to a portion that they recently bought. Well that second group did not want my role, they were getting rid of my counterpart from their network.

In the end, the team that I was on years ago scooped my role back up and interestingly enough, my wife is taking it over. It was a surprise, and a pleasant one at that. I met her when she was hired by our previous employer. I trained her there and fell in love with her. We were laid off and she was hired here, and helped get me onto the team. It was her turn, she helped train me. Here we are almost ten years later and the cycle continues, my turn to train.

In some ways, this shift is a major setback in my career. On the positive, it is far better than being laid off. They gave me a 90 day project letter. The intent is to keep me if they can find a home for me. The team that was to absorb my role, hem hawed around their desire for my talents, so I started networking. I was in communication with a man that help train me at my previous employer. I had recently congratulated him on his work anniversary and expressed optimism to work in the same company with him again. He asked that I call him and ended up taking me in. I will be working the front lines again as the oldest member of the team. I lose two cool titles, but retain a paycheck. The new team has been very welcoming. From what I have heard, they are young enough to be my kids. Out of all of the jobs that my career has covered, the technical sector has brought me the best friends.

I do need to reflect on if I will continue my cybersecurity studies, but I suspect that I will. I enjoyed the field while I was in it. It falls in well with my history and desires. It helps feed my blackhat side while keeping me busy in the white (and near white) hat. This new team has quite the set of products that it supports, one of which I have a certification in, but am still early in my education on how to manage. There are a couple of products that I am aware of, but do not know and many that I know nothing about. I will miss the SOC and her staff. Being surrounded by vets was very comforting in a way. Our minds blend better, even with the branch rivalries.

Hang on, as this will be a ride.

Facebook Jail (only 24 hours)

So, I landed in Facebook Jail again.

The same day that Facebook announced that they were adding 3000 staffers to patrol Facebook they deemed one of the images on a page that I run to be in violation of their community standards.

Since it has been a while since that page ran afoul of their standards, I only incurred a 24 hour sentence. I have had three days and possibly a week before. I suspect that the team that does this is overseas and not applying an American standard. The last time that this happened, I removed Gigglez as an admin on the page as they were blocking her as well.

I have appealed but do not expect any movement, but they can kiss my ass, as I do not care.

If you have never been in FB Jail, you can view your page, but not do anything other than read or play the games etc. No comments, no shares, not even something as simple as a like on something.

This is a very similar image. I believe that mine was even more covered by the underwear. I do not recall seeing any of the “nose” at all. It was just alluding to the nose. Since they delete the image, I cannot remember for sure. I posted it weeks/months ago on an 18+ only page, as in your account must say that you are 18+ to view the page.

How is Griz?

Griz is tired of being sick…

We spent last weekend in Seattle playing Ingress for a world class event.

It was a great time, but I have had a problem with my right arch so with all of the walking we do I ended up basically crippling myself. My step counter showed that I walked three miles more than Gigglez. The only thing that I can think is that I was starting to shuffle/waddle it was still thinking I was taking full strides. We did about thirty miles of walking. It would have been more had I not broken myself.

It was still a great weekend and we saw many different parts of Seattle that we had not explored before.

We still have several missions that we want to complete in the Seattle/Tacoma area.

When I got home, a very nasty cold grabbed ahold of me and I would really like it to leave.

Professionally, I am still growing and enjoying this new team. I have to struggle to catch up in some ways, but my primary role is a demanding bitch that I cannot loosen the reins on or she will break away from me. There are a fistful of certs that I need to chase to improve my marketability but my leadership is VERY supportive in our entire team seeing great professional growth. Being in Cyber Security, there is always change. New attack vectors come to surface, security holes open up.  It is a constant struggle to to keep up with the flow of deep geek articles detailing it all.

What is Griz into now?

*** as always (since there are some new readers) my employer is to be left out of my posts. You can always email me if you have questions about this policy.

A few months ago, I was promoted to Cyber Security Analyst I.

Along with this promotion came a tremendous amount of studies. I need to come up to speed with the rest of my newly formed team.

There are several certifications I will be seeking.

 

You will also see some oddly geeky posts that I do not expect you to understand. Part of the upcoming posts will be my mental digestion processes. Another part of included will be cautionary tidbits that I discover that may be of use to you. Some of you follow my Twitter feed (@Pissed0ffpirate (with a zero)) so you have already started seeing the new cyber security content.

I hope that some will find it interesting and choose to me interactive with it. If not, that is okay, it is like practicing for a speech and other memory aids.

 

 

 

 

 

Wi-Fi projects

I have a project that I am struggling with.

It is a bit geeky.

 

The goal is to get pick up a wifi signal at a couple of miles from the source.

My expectation is that I will have a couple parts to this; a wireless router, a cantenna, and software to possibly break a wi-fi password.

 

For the cantenna, I am thinking about this: http://jacobsalmela.com/wi-fi-cantenna-2-4ghz-how-to-make-a-long-range-wi-fi-antenna/

I do not know what range I should realistically  hope to get.

 

Instead of a wireless router, I may go with a raspberry pi option

 

So how the hell is Griz?

For those that have me in their Facebook list of friends, you have seen my recent updates.

I know Lips is not doing Facebook anymore.

So let’s do a quick run down of what the hell is up with Griz.

Well, a week and a half ago I did a cold turkey cut to an e-cigarette.  I foresaw a few hurdles there, one being pool league where much of the team smokes and it is at the bar…

Oddly enough most of the team switched to e-cigs at the same time or a couple of days earlier. There are only two left that smoke cigarettes now (Yay).

The biggest hurdle that I saw coming at me in a hurry was my shift at the bar. in the five hours I would normally smoke a half pack to a pack. Yeah… wow.

When Saturday night rolled around I headed to the bar and thirty minutes into my shift, my e-cig failed. I started to panic (I was not on anti-depressants to make this easier) and sent a text message to Gigglez.

I was pretty sure that I was going to end up buying a pack of smokes. I then remembered what She had told me about having to reset them form time to time when you have them in your pocket. I did the reset and hallelujah it worked. Situation averted and I did not break my smoke free streak.

For a week after quitting, I was tired and sluggish, then just flat out got SICK. We are talking spiking fever, disorientation, coughing. This was not a shock as I had read about quitters flu when I started feeling abnormally tired.

This illness is on the fourth day and I think I will be back to work tomorrow.

Last night the mask on my CPAP unit broke. Gigglez of course is not happy about that as my snoring is horrible and very hard on my heart. Today I went to get the mask replaced and some things have changed since the new year. I need to get my doctor to sign off on this CPAP therapy every six months… GRRRRrrrr. As if I don;t already have enough office visits and tests to worry about.

Oh and my FLMA paperwork is expiring, so that is another reason for another office visit.

But, even though I am being a real prick and trying hard not to be, Gigglez has not a) tossed my ass out, or b) thrown a pack of smokes at me. She has been awesome even as I push her patience. She doesn’t read my website, so she will not know this praise, but it is still here.

I am still not smoking.

This is the longest that I have gone without smoking since boot camp.

If you are interested…

I am migrating many of my old MySpace blogs over here for safe keeping.

They are being published with their original publish date but you can watch the tag cloud in the upper left corner of the page for “MySpace Blogs”.

That will bring them all into view for you.

I will likely skip the stuff that dealt with my divorce and frustrations around that. I am not sure yet. I suppose it would further enrich what you know about me and how I tick, or used to anyway. My son has likely read all of them, and he is the only one that I would be concerned might take something wrong.

I think by now he knows that I love him VERY much.

Some of them are just scraps of thoughts, but I do not want to lose them to the ether.

 

The union is complete

If you are reading this, then Gigglez and I are married!

There will be more details to follow.

 

For those that are in the Vancouver/Portland area, you are all welcome to come up to the Back Alley Bar & Grill for the post-reception party, starting at 8pm.

You will find all of the details on our website, VickiandRandy.com.

As pictures become available, I will share them on that site, and maybe some here as well.

The parties from Saturday

OMG… I do not get hangovers often, but I was still under the influence when I woke yesterday morning.

For those that attended, that you very much!

For the bachelor party, great trip, lifelong memories made there, and a special thanks to Duz, my best man (and I am sure that the maid of honor played a supporting role there) and our driver Robyn.

I think I am almost re-hydrated now.

We had a great crowd in the house that night as we had a birthday party for one of the regulars, as well as a birthday party for one of the member from the band Motorbreath.

For some reason it was felt that I needed some of the veil material bobby-pinned to the back of my hair. Okay, no problem I am a humorous guy. Being the size that I am, I did find it interesting that nobody pitched my crap about it. Even when I was given the hair band with the two bobble-dicks to wear. (there is a picture of that on facebook…)

The night gets really fuzzy after someone started feeding me shots of fireball, then jagerbombs.

I was a source of entertainment on the way home, and they were surprised that I made it up the stairs unassisted.