The ability to PDOOMA is in some ways a gift, but it can also be a curse. The gift is bestowed in varying degrees but it can be enhanced through training and preparation, much as the well trained athlete creates his own luck by being fit, prepared, and motivated.
The curse is that some fall into the trap of relying on PDOOMA because they are good at it. I've been guilty of that myself at times. At some point though you realize that you're getting older, the stakes have gotten higher, and you know....you just don't quite have the same edge anymore.
It also just kinda gets old.
The Powers That Be (TPTB) have decided that we need to move out of one of the buildings we're in. This was discussed and shelved back in April. Silly me, I thought we were zigging. Now we are zagging. We have 30 calendar days to move half of the HQ to a new building 15 miles away. The other half will move in October. They are all power users (or fancy themselves as such) and they gobble bandwidth like Michael Moore gobbles pastries.
And I was just about to release a new network design for bid. The problem here is we may have to work with a telco who can get it done, not necessarily the one who's right for the long-term, and the costs and tasks are not trivial.
Well, I have been summoned to PDOOMA. I had one of those inappropriate meeting moments today when I imagined TPTB all cheering me on by chanting PDOOMA!, PDOOMA! I did manage to control myself though.
I'm tempted to pop a peyote button or do some shrooms and see if the answer comes in a vision, but I'll just settle for pondering with my buddy Jim (Beam). I'll have some bizarre anxiety dream and toss and turn all night.
By tomorrow I'll figure it out and it will be another case of a solution arrived at by.....Pull Directly Out Of My Ass.