I’m unable to attend my 20th high school reunion. For those who venture over this way, here’s the last twenty years, in brief.
Didn’t enjoy chemistry classes after all. Talked my way into managing a computer network. Moved off-campus. Learned to cook. Met my (to be) wife. Graduation #1. Got married. Started a Ph.D. Had my wisdom teeth removed. Stopped working on my Ph.D. Moved to Seattle. Graduation #2. Joined the rat race in California. Didn’t like rats, moved to Austin. Startup #1. Bought a house. Learned to fly. Startup #2. Added a floatplane rating. Burnt out of doing startups. Moved back to Seattle. First child born. Finished commercial pilot certificate. Got bored, went to startup #3, which sank into the swamp. Second child born. Startup #4 burnt down, fell over, then sank into the swamp. Pursued an MBA to make sense of startups… with the obvious conclusion. Reacquainted with the rat race. Flew myself to Chicago and back. Graduation #3. Sold my plane. Worked at the world’s largest online retailer. Biked to Vancouver, BC. Had jet lag from working on “internet time.” Biked to Portland and Vancouver, BC. Currently at a small, non-startup manufacturing CFD visualization software. Next month, I’m biking around the Washington peninsula. Life is okay!