Red Squirrel's Nuts

I constantly forget where I bury my nuts, but at least they sometimes grow trees.

Feb 5

In February, 2000

I was a child and therapist, questioning whether I could become a software developer. My attempt at learning Java was stalling. The exercises in Java for Dummies didn’t seem to have any purpose. Even if I could get them to work (which I couldn’t), they didn’t seem to do anything useful. I was filled with doubt. Did I really want to switch careers? I had a good job and had just finished a master’s degree. Was I selling out?

After work, when I wasn’t writing for my About.com side job, I searched the web (sans Google) for local tech jobs. I marvelled at the long and impressive sounding lists of techno-acronyms that I needed to know in order to apply. I quickly realized that I was going to have to apply despite not knowing most of what they were looking for. Remarkably, I got an interview with a placement company who was looking for Java developers. I showed up and was unsurprised (but disappointed) when they cut the interview short when they looked more closely at my “resume”.

I kept looking for tech jobs. I even heard an ad for a Chicago “dot-com startup” on the radio. I wrote down the web address on a piece of paper, but soonafter lost it somewhere in my Chevy Lumina. I gave up on Java for Dummies, but dug deeper into HTML, and started learning some JavaScript. I wasn’t quite sure where this was heading.

[This year, I’m going to be blogging the year 2000, the year I started programming.]

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Jan 10

In January, 2000

I was a child and family therapist. I worked in the Intensive Outreach Unit of the DuPage County Health Department. I had just finished my master’s degree in 1999 and was excited about my first gig as a “real” therapist. We worked in pairs and did in-home family therapy to prevent children and adolescents from being hospitalized for suicidal, homicidal, or psychotic behavior. We had a small case load and I was working with some great therapists. Compared to my cohorts from my master’s program, I felt like I’d found a great gig.

But I had another job too. I was the “Teen Advice” guide at About.com. I got the job to help pay the bills, but also because I’ve always been into computers, and was especially interested in the Internet since my uncle introduced it to me back in 1994. This job involved HTML, which felt magical to me, and I found that the time I spent coding HTML was giving me energy. I wanted to dig deeper into this seemingly magical art.

So, 10 years ago, between client appointments, I would hide out in my car in random parking lots reading Java for Dummies. Then I would go home and (when Staci and Rose were sleeping) try out what I learned. I worked hard at it for a while, and would get excited when I could make a button or JSomethingErOther appear on my PC, but it wasn’t sinking in. Applets seemed cool, I guess, but what’s with this javac thing? And all of these rules about public and static?

[This year, I’m going to be blogging the year 2000, the year I started programming.]

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