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Welcome back…..

So we’re gettting SLAMMED by these viruses. Despite repeated warnings, most of the student PCs remained unpatched, and now we’re seeing the mget infected within 15 _seconds_ of plugging in to the network. And in many cases, the only cure is to format and reinstall the OS. So we’re running around frantically trying to convince people to run the patches off of CDs we are distributing _before_ plugging in to the network, and the repair shop is busier than it’s ever been with uninstalling and reinstalling windows. Too bad the CIO told us we couldn’t charge for it like we usually do. We’ve hired a couple of temp workers, and we’re thrusting CDs into every hand that comes to get their new telephone (Voice over IP project is going well). So we are _BUSY_. Last night I was so dead I went to sleep at 8:30…. I thought it was just going to be a quick nap… fooled me. *smile* So needless to say, I’m stressed, swamped, and running around like a whole henhouse without it’s head on. Happy Birthday to me!

If I was the king of the world….

8 years ago (as of Thursday) a wide-eyed and wobbly student went to his first opening sunday. Now, 6 opening sundays later, he went home again.

Today was an amalgam of hyper activity, early morning, sugary coffee, panicked parents, a zillion and one faces, rampant viruses, simple problems, odd troubles, sun and shade, bad lunch, missing CDs, green balloons, new phones, old questions, matching shirts, and thanks to The Trenchcoats in the car ride in this morning, ‘Jeremiah was a Bullfrog’ all day long. Oh, and it pays to wear a tag with your name on it as the CIO heard lots of good things about me today.

It’s done with, but I always remember the energy levels and the newness on everyone’s face. No matter how many of these I do, that fresh reaction from the new students inspires me to levels of bright helpfulness and endless enthusiasm for the job and the school. I’d like to give a word of thanks and praise to _anyone_ who has ever worked _any_ Opening Sunday, past, present, and future; here, or anywhere that has this coming of age ritual. It is all of you who make it everything it is, and make it something that people will always remember. You know who you are, so put on a smile, and remember the simple joys that come from helping little birds find their feet.

“Was a good friend of mine….”

Huh. That was odd.

Passed ducky@cs today. Those of you who know him know why that might have been odd. Still think he made the most accurate looking Frank that OIAS ever had.