When I was a kid I wanted nothing more than to be a scientist. I blame that on a healthy dose of Star Trek and Quantum Leap (plus a liberal dusting of popular science books). I went off to Lehigh with the intention of majoring in physics and then going to getting a PhD and then doing some hard science.
My dream was crushed in calculus class. Math always came easily to me, but I found calculus to be completely alien. I couldn’t wrap my mind around it (though looking back at it, I’m pretty sure I was just too darned lazy to do the required work) and so I did what any red blooded college student would do: I gave up.
It was clear that the hard sciences weren’t for me, and that meant I needed a new major. There were two lead contenders: Classical Studies (i.e. Ancient History) or English. Since I always enjoyed reading and writing (and I was fluent in English at the time; Latin was all Greek to me) I figured I would opt for English (though I ended up taking enough Ancient History classes to minor in Classics, but I didn’t fill out the paperwork for the minor, so that isn’t on my academic record). That turned out to be a great decision, even though for the last ten years or so it looked like writing would always be a sideline to my ‘real’ job (i.e. being an IT geek).
Over the last few years I’ve been lucky enough write about lots of stuff and get paid for it (first at TUAW, then at Macworld and MacUser, and then I wrote a book, which I still think is super cool), and as I was doing all that writing there was a voice in the back of my mind that kept saying, “gee, wouldn’t it be fun if I did this full-time?”
I’m no John Gruber or Jason Kottke, so I knew that making a living off of Blankbaby would be difficult at best (the market of people who are intensely interested in what I am doing at any given point just isn’t large enough to monetize… plus whenever I hear anyone use the word ‘monetize’ I want to punch them in the throat). Freelancing seemed like something that might work, but all my friends who are indies (mostly working over at Indy Hall) seem to be working all the time (on what I have no idea). Plus a large amount of your time as an indie is spent making sure your clients pay you. I hate paper work, and talking to people isn’t really my forte so being a freelancer just doesn’t appeal to me (though I would like to work from home and not wear pants).
As you all know (if you’re been paying attention) I am now a happy Comcast employee. When I wrote that post (has it already been 4 months? I’ve been telling people I’ve been at Comcast for a little over 2 months! I’m bad with dates) I wasn’t at liberty to give out the URL for the blog I was working on. Now that it is public knowledge I can present to you Comcast Voices.
Yep, Comcast Voices is Comcast’s corporate blog and I spend my days managing it, thinking about what we should post on it, and generally making a nuisance of myself. Check it out and let me know what you think (I hope you don’t think it sucks… well, it sucks as little as any corporate blog can realistically not suck)!
It is pretty funny that while I was in college I wanted nothing to do with computers. I hand wrote all my term papers until my professors, one by one, refused to grade them unless I started typing them up (no one, including me, could read my handwriting). I didn’t own a computer until a year after I graduated college, and now I spend most of my time (and make all of my money) on computers, thinking about them, and writing about them.
What a world.