03-IX-2016.
Several things going on at Firriver. One is the Pheasyx, an outfit which mostly hosts big apps for big clients, and among them one of Firriver's clients, soon to be a few more. One of them is a potential renegade to convert from our main competitor, eBaby. They allowed us to download a copy of their data (app may be copyrighted, data are owned by the clinic, so whatever code was inside the database, is open). I'll spend a few weeks and generally have a great time converting almost everything; their questionnaires, however, turned out to be even more convoluted than ours. I thought we were the worst, took that back.
The other is that the web team is not using FogBugz and the wiki we built on it. They went for Atlassian's Jira. So after years of having resolved our internal software wars (Norman loudly and a couple more quietly for Sugar, rest of the programmers for FogBugz) into separation of duties (support uses Sugar, dev uses FogBugz), we now again have another split. Finding anything will once more become twice as difficult. Of course, since I'm still somewhat involved in the portal, I'll have to learn Jira too, except it seems they don't quite know what they're doing, it has too many features, most of which are sales oriented (just like Sugar is) or meant for multiple teams' coordination, and don't apply to a software team at all. The result is that they made a few organizational decisions wrong from the start, going along the „restrict everything then relax the constraints when needed“ lines. We always did the opposite, „allow everything, then restrict what hurt“. So I got invited to join this and just couldn't get in. The language of permissions in Jira is not what they spoke.
Laura is in correspondence with some Sirius IVF clinic, in Canada, about CAAR. Not my province anymore, lucky me. Too much detail.
Helped her in the morning to unscrew my shelf off the wall, so she can start doing stuff behind my desk, which we pulled about 80 cm away (not unplugging anything!).
The parastos of IV4. Duca came just when I was finishing lunch (the spaghetti jučetina, v. house dictionary, but not really spaghetti - our own flat stripes we made this summer, too many eggs around). She's a bit fat now, but not more than we are (even though I'm hovering between 84 and 85kg these days, which isn't much, the excess is all equatorial, I'm a rather upfront person with a beer-like belly). Went to pick Vladimira and went to the hunters' home (of which Gavra is somehow the boss, up in hierarchy of Srbijašume), which is just 5km before our place at Klincaid.
Most of the people I haven't seen for two years, since that big party 31-V-2014., but with some it was a couple of decades. But I saw them on the pics so I mostly knew how they looked now. Off the top of my head, Žuca, Pasa, J.B., Jozda, Ildika, Gavra, Vlada, Ksenija and about a dozen others whom I didn't mention here but know them more or less well. From IV3, Borče, Strle, Prle. From my class, Jasmina, Bajlo, Dragana and me. There were even a couple from the remaining two classes (they were the humanities division, we were the science, so we didn't mix that much back then).
Prle managed to spill some gravy from the oval on Dragana's blouse. Strle asked me why did I return. „Because I could“. There he stopped for a while, pondering the idea, and „fuckit, I still can't“.
(on this picture - Radoje left, Gavra from behind, Prle right, Dragana and Strle next; in the back, Žuca stands behind Ksenija, Jozda and Vladimira to the right)
I brought a bottle of my sour cherry brandy (cherry was the sour cherry, brandy was not sour); Borče asked how can he get some of it to take home; Jozda brought his lozovača (good, but loza ranks low on my chart, had only one) and someone had pear (good, had three).
The scene of Jozda dancing with Žuca wasn't skipped, it seems to be a part of the regular programme - how would I know, I'm a first timer on this. Another regular part of the ritual is signing their chronicle, to have evidence of who was here today, and the chronicler will paste the photos later.
Nice weather, nice company, and I got decently drunk, even told a joke in hungarian to Ildika (with sufficient success, she laughed). Not enough to do anything too stupid, and even the photos I took in the last hour turned out perfect. I learned to not switch autofocus off in such circumstances. Though, hand on heart, Bajlo made at least half of the shots, he just loves to do it.
Mentions: 31-V-2014., 01-IX-2021., 18-IX-2021., The other annual party, CAAR, Dragana Vitas (Dragana), Dušan Starkić (Strle), Dušica Tošin (Duca), Firriver Fertility (Firriver), Gavrilo Taroški (Gavra), house dictionary, Ildika , IV3, IV4, Jasmina Vlajin, Jovan Zdanić (Jozda), Klincaid, Ksenija, Laura O'Hare, loza, Mališa Borkovski (Borče), maturski parastos (parastos), Nenad Bajlo (Bajlo), Norman Shen, Prle Tanin, Radoje Stević, Spasenija Višnjić (Pasa), Vlada Markanić, Vladimira Brkljević, Živana Armatović (Žuca), in serbian
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