I just learned this week that I’ve only managed to make it to 2005. I thought two weeks ago that I made up my deficit and swung from 2002 to 2008. But no. Before our meeting started on Wednesday Danny and I were chatting, he congratulated me with my shiny new Facebook account and said: “Welcome to 2005!”
Darn. And there I thought I was all hip and stuff. Still three years behind. Now what?
Last week Tuesday I attended the RJUG meeting again since quite a while (RIT managed to build a whole new building in between the parking lot and where our meetings are in the meantime). Afterwards we went to McGregor’s for beers and fries. Tyler, grad student from RIT and our JUG speaker earlier, teased Rob – one of the leaders of our JUG – that they couldn’t find his son who was supposed to be a fellow computer science grad student, proclaiming: “We can’t even find him on Facebook!”, casting doubt on the mere existence of the son. I mean, no Facebook account!? Hello!
It triggered another thought with me. Rob as a software engineer has his son following in his footsteps. That makes about three or four software engineering dynasties that I know of. There’s Dave Wilson who I worked with at Apple many years ago and his son Steve who is now a VP at Sun. There’s Doug Lea and his son at Google. Our profession is old enough to have generations. I think that’s cool.