Today I found myself already missing Montréal, kind of. I don’t miss the weather, which was mostly awful (except for the one day after the conference ended when it was atypically wonderful — that was great, because I’d saved that day to do all my sightseeing).
PyCon was awesome, of course. I’m still watching all the talks I missed, catching up via pyvideo.org. But where Santa Clara kept us all cooped up together at the convention center for lack of alternative venues, Montréal afforded us plenty of opportunity for outside exploration — which, unfortunately, resulted in my seeing fewer people than I typically do at PyCon. Then again, I meet so many new folks each year that it’s become increasingly difficult to remember everybody’s faces and names. Where things like PyLadies are concerned, I consider that a good problem to have, but it can definitely get embarrassing sometimes.
I did end up seeing way more of Montréal than I’d planned for. I visited some fabulous restaurants and had the best coffee I’ve had in recent memory from Café Myriade. I climbed Mont Royal, visited one of their famous(?) markets, and remembered how much I love exploring cities on foot.
I can’t believe I’m already looking forward to next year! It really is, as a friend put it, like Christmas for programmers.
to come: a list of talks I really enjoyed.
RIP (and f*** cancer)
A former bigwig for my former employer passed away today. I was at no point anywhere near being on his radar in any way, but I was present at enough company events, and knew enough about him, to know he was a decent man, and something of a real character.
He will be greatly missed, even by the likes of people like me.
One of these years, all of the awards are going to be for software =P
Things I had not anticipated would happen, that happened this year:
- Learning how to skateboard
- Acquiring a bike and learning how to ride the mean streets of LA on it.
- Being a bridesmaid at my sister’s wedding
- Giving up Google Reader (not by choice!)
- Visiting an O&H Bakery, home of the Kringle, in Racine, WI.- Proposing another talk for PyCon and getting it accepted.
Pro tip for tech meetups
No matter how good your intentions may be, know that the last thing the only woman at a meetup wants is for a stranger to inform her that she is the only woman at a meetup.
Sandberg has penned not so much a new Feminine Mystique as an updated Protestant Ethic and the Spirit of Capitalism.
I picked up Bill Clinton’s memoir, “My Life”, from the giveaway table at work in December 2010. It was pretty easy reading until the second set of photo inserts. Once his presidency starts it becomes a real slog. I’m determined to finish the last 50 pages this month, but it’s taking way longer than it should.
Some of these attempts really are just someone’s way of “saying hello,” and some other times the intent is malicious. Either way, people don’t realize how wearing it is to deal with someone who just seems interested in you because you’re an Asian woman, who can’t look past that fact. It’s worse when it’s a stranger, because you have no other information about them, and no chance to show them that you’re more than just your gender or ethnicity. It’s enough to make anyone defensive and suspicious, when these incidents add up over a lifetime.