Jacob Heric


I prefer not to
December 30, 2009

I'm not going to offer anything groundbreaking here. But having worked with a variety of teams of talent over the years, I wanted to articulate what I think makes a good Java developer. By putting these thoughts down, I hope to forge a little more of a formal idea of what I'm looking for the next time I run into new talent and have to assess it and work with it.


December 28, 2009

It's hard to think of a better accompaniment to Kazuki Tomokawa than that boxer barking in the background.


December 21, 2009

"People always mean well. They cluck their thick tongues, and shake their heads and suggest, oh, so very delicately."


December 16, 2009

Rosa and may get some kitchen gear.>p/>


winter fun
December 15, 2009

The snow came pretty early this year....and so did the rain....standard oceanside weather. We got our first snowman made and our tree up....

xmas tree cutting may ornament

December 15, 2009

Rather than take responsibility for my lack of activity, I've decided to dump drupal (why is everything so complicated) and install wordpress. I've moved over posts....images didn't come over so well...oh well....I may fix those as some point. We'll see if this makes it easier to add content.


soapmaking
October 13, 2009

A hobby isn't a hobby... unless there is a little danger involved. So we made soap.

the lab measure the water delicious fat more oil danger electric crutch mold pour saponification! PH test delicious soap soap yield

November 20, 2008

These are the things I hope to teach my kids, mostly by example, over the course of their lives. I'm recording them so that they can read them if something should happen to me. It's important to note that by articulating these I am not claiming to have accomplished them. In fact, I have failed largely at each. But, they remain goals nonetheless.


November 11, 2008

The Turkmenbashi is come again
April 04, 2008

Born February 16th, with a black grease mop parted to perfection, at a rotund and gluttonous 10 lbs 3 oz, it was immediately apparent that Saparmurayat Niyazov had reentered the world in the form of our daughter. Though we were defiant in our assuredness that our nurturing could undo nature and deter the little bundle from despotism, we nonetheless relented to nature a bit and declared her, and her birth month formerly referred to as February: May. There was also a pleasant alphabetic economy to it considering her mother is Amy. Might as well ration now as I could see by the glint in her eye that she would soon make illegal all excess letters and numbers.


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