We are here:

I forgot to do a “we are here” post when we arrived in Baltimore, but here it is: <br /><small><a style=”color: #0000ff; text-align: left” mce_href=”http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;source=embed&amp;hl=en&amp;geocode=&amp;q=&amp;sll=39.28028,-76.56694&amp;sspn=0.039663,0.090895&amp;gl=us&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;ll=39.279399,-76.580297&amp;spn=0.004958,0.011362&amp;t=h&amp;z=17″ xhref=”http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;source=embed&amp;hl=en&amp;geocode=&amp;q=&amp;sll=39.28028,-76.56694&amp;sspn=0.039663,0.090895&amp;gl=us&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;ll=39.279399,-76.580297&amp;spn=0.004958,0.011362&amp;t=h&amp;z=17″>View Larger Map</a></small></p> We are at the end of the small dock that has no boats shown.  The image was taken in 2007, and there are boats on the whole dock now.  I like it on this dock, though the red coloring on the floats gets on the boat…

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Sticking to my principles

One of the things I like about me (yes, it is going to be that kind of post) is that I get to stick to my principles and be pretty damn comfortable at the same time. Because my first principle is flexibility. I believe quite strongly that adapting to my situation is not just smart – it’s a necessity for happiness, safety, and, yes, comfort. I bought an electric blanket. Now, this might not seem to you a large thing, but I believe quite strongly that it is possible for me to live within my ability to create electricity. My boat has a wind generator (howling in these 45 knot gusts), two solar panels that are hooked up, and one that is not. Once I get the mount built for the third solar panel, I will be able to function in anything short of still gloom. Or so I thought. Now I realize that there’s a new need in my life, and that need is for an electric blanket. It’s my own fault – I moved north in December, entered the Baltimore life in the middle of snow, and thought that we’d be able to stay warm by cuddling. This morning, I woke up, sated with sleep, stretching my comfortable limbs and marveling at the fact that my hips didn’t ache. It was the electric blanket, for sure, because there was no portlight on my boat that wasn’t, literally, covered in a sheet of ice – on the inside. The sides of the trunkhouse were icy (and are still wet). Last year, James and I returned from India on February 4th. We moved aboard our new boat a week later, and only a week after that, a cold snap hit. One night, we tried to go to bed and our[…]

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The Job

I have three full days of work under my belt, 4pm to 12:30am. I’m working for the Census – well, I’m working for the Bureau of the Census’ contractor (Lockheed Martin), or for their sub-contractor (CSC – Computer Sciences Corporation). Something like that. So, I’m a government contractor working at the Baltimore Data Capture Center. As such, three days of work means no work at all. I have been in training, and my training is yet to be completed. The training before I get trained on the work itself, I mean. We spent 4 hours the first day in Orientation. I found out about the origins of IBM in a contest for census employees and how many people don’t know that the census is constitutionally mandated in order to determine representation in the House. Then it was 2 hours of Diversity (yes, with a capital D) and 2 hours on ADA. By the end of the first day, I knew the names of many of my co-team leads (that’s my job title) and I knew that the training sub-sub-contractor has some pretty good materials and trainers. I didn’t learn much about diversity or working with differently-abled people and people with disabilities. Oh, wait. That’s not true. I learned about the diversity among my peers on subjects like cross-dressing and gayness. Many (happily, or I would have had a much harder evening) are live-and-let-live types. But there is the moment when the pins-and-needles of preparing to defend myself and others turns to the sinking quagmire of the “too much” argument. The dress policy calls for casual clothing with no logos, symbols, words, or pictures that can offend. Easy enough, and the exercises exploring this all referenced overtly Christian symbols. But one exercise had a person coming to you because he didn’t[…]

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