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09/02/2004: "The Song is over"

Back in Spokane, and man, does this town (still) suck. Some warned me to bring my flak jacket, since I am now an online corporate terrorist in the eyes of some of the locals.

But the house is now sold, and with only a few messes left to clean-up, which is why I returned.

A recently laid-off friend here took me out to lunch and bent my ear about my ragging on a certain former employer. He was non-impressed that I had promised to stop once, and didn't quite do so. He thinks its beneath me to rag on the losers.

I'll sing my song to the wide open spaces
I'll sing my heart out to the infinite sea
I'll sing my visions to the sky high mountains
I'll sing my song to the free...

So I promised him directly that I'd stop, so I will.

Rumors of a "C&D" continue to circulate, and now my former CEO wants to meet when I'm in SF next week. So it was perhaps time anyway. I've made my point, I think.

You, gentle reader, may expect more from me on wireless and similar, but the directed rants against a certain f(l)ailing start-up in Washington State hereby cease. The rocket is almost out of fuel, and apoge happened last year. There was no CATO, no Power Prang, but what we are now witnessing is a definite Land Shark/Worm Burner. I see no reason to get further entangled in the emotional stress of an uncontrolable phase of flight at far too low an altitude...

Houston, we have a problem...


The song is over
It's all behind me

I will no doubt continue to rant about WiMax and 802.11, and Intel's continued quest for any success in wireless.

Jim (out)