If you know what movie that’s from your da man/whoa-man.
For real, I’m out of here for 2 weeks, not to Mars though. I won’t even be able to check email. Only electronics I’m allowed to touch are my gaming systems and my cell phone. If there is tons of blogspam (which there will be), I’ll clean up the mess when I get back. Getting merrr’d, then heading to the sunken city for a moon of bee food. Peace oUUOUOUOUOUUUTTT!
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Dude, I just figured it out as to why I have problems getting excited about end results vs. how to get there. Like, you know how a lot of developers and designers are loyal to their craft vs. loyal to their company? Some don’t care where they work, just as long as they are plying their trade. I have the same type of thing with Flash. I don’t really care what’s created in it; RIA’s, games, animations… they are all neat, but I care more about creating things in Flash vs. what was actually created. I don’t get excited over RIA’s, but I do get excited over a new component set made to create RIA’s. I’m not excited about Flex, but I am excited I can create components for Flex.
Anyway, thinking about it on the way to work this morning. I was always frustrated because I couldn’t understand why I wasn’t excited about a lot of the products and technologies such as RIA’s, XPath, and portable vector rendering engines… and then I realized, I don’t give a flip about them unless they were made using Flash. So, I’m all about the tool vs. the product. Granted, I’m all about creating quality content, just ask my customers. I can, however, see why I’m still a developer vs. a business owner.
I’d say on average I get a new job opportunity every 3 days. It’s either:
– someone looking for Flash developers for a contract here in Atlanta
– someone looking for a Flash developer to work on a project wherever
– someone looking for a fulltime Flash developer
– someone looking for a designer to contract
…in order of reaccurrance. I feel bad because I send them the same 7 people I know and feel confident recommending for contract/employment. It’s nice meeting people at various meetings, keeping their business cards in an ever amassing pile, re-saying their name after you meet them to ensure they get a spare synapse, hoping to help them or have them help you in the future, and in the meantime, talk tech.
Regardless of how my networking circle grows, even globally, I still am finding a large gap in supply and demand. There’s a divergence in the talent pool (glad to hear the opposite of the c word, eh?) amongst Flash developers. The ones that are out there are usually busy out of their minds (me for instance), so the propensity to take on new work is usually non-existent anytime soon. Now, I’d be more favorable towards the amount if said amount were to pay insane dollar outputs. However, experience has shown they typically don’t, but then again, the price ranges have grown over time, in lieu of my own growth, so I could be full of it… I haven’t looked lately being swamped my full time job, fun small projects and economics homework out the yang, but I have pushed off some favorable projects, both in fun to create and good pay to others with more time to bequeath. I’ve been telling everyone I meet in the same discipline to milk it. For those of you who don’t know, we’ve reached the apex of the Golden Years of Flash Development. I’m sure there is time left to add to the above, but I recognize pinnacles and this is one. Can’t imagine what it will be like when the economy gets better.
…bought her majesty an Element (yes, she helped w/bling)…
I enter, laiden with 2 bean stuffed flour patties, dodging a hyped up spazzing animal resembling a mini black lion, and having a ragged mind. I carry with me in my other arm a recently purchased tome of geography and documented valiant deeds, in a write comparable to stereo instructions of a place that does not exist. Docking the ship into port, obtaining a New York forged Hawaiian Punch, I’m placated to the sounds of Alvin’s sister. All I could think of was being strapped into a cold, metal table in a dreary, gray room with Morrisey crying off to the side, and being strapped in with no where to go, a short, oriental girl with a sadistic grin, brings in a hello-kitty radio blaring that dang website’s song with those pictures being played out above me via a Pink-Floyd’ish lightshow of laser lights & rear-projections.
Friday’s tend to be the worst and best times for reflection. Typically, I choose not to take anything I say on Friday evening’s seriously, nowhere near prolific, but I still choose to listen just the same.
…anyway, the website that inspired Nine Inch Nails music video scene above, as well as this blog entry, is here (make sure your off button is accessible and clearly labeled):
