Monday Nov 17, 2008

My last blog entry for this blog

Well, the time has come to carry on. This is my last day at Sun Microsystems. I've taken a technical writing position at VMware. 

I feel honored to have worked in identity management at Sun. Sun definitely does identity management right. Unfortunately, lately, Sun cannot say that about a lot of other products. However, identity management is quite a success story and it's only getting better. OpenSSO Enterprise 8.0 is the top dog in the web access management market and it's getting the attention it deserves, inside and outside of Sun.

OpenSSO has gotten more popular since it was open sourced and it's even making money. In fact, it's seen huge revenue increases. So, it's been an exciting product to work on. I feel equally excited to work on virtualization at VMware. I'll see how that works. So that sums it up. I wanted to say bye to those who read my blog. Otherwise, you might wonder why I suddenly stopped blogging. So, now you know. Thanks.

Monday May 28, 2007

My top Domenichini ranking is slipping

So it is with Google, one moment you're on top of the world, the next moment your spiraling (also spiralling) out of control. I posted a blog entry less than two weeks ago titled "This blog is number one!". In the entry, I talked about how a Google search for "Domenichini" brought my blog up as the number one entry. Later that day, I checked it again and I had slipped to number two.

Today, I checked it yet again only to find that I have slipped to the number four position. The carnage. The inhumanity. Cats and dogs living together, mass hysteria. Where will I be by the time you read this entry? It's anybody's guess. Go ahead, don't worry about me. Go ahead, look! But don't tell me my ranking. It's just a bit too much right now: This is my Domenichini ranking at the moment.

Let me give you a picture. People love pictures.

Montemarcello Italy

Let me give you another picture. It all relates, trust me.

D.R.Domenichini Construction

Okay, so why the pictures? Becuase as I noticed that my Domenichini-ness was in question, I started looking at other Domenichini-related links in my Google search. Somehow, what I concluded was this:

  1. I'm barely Italian at all anymore.
  2. I don't know what my family and friends are up to.
  3. I can't remember my grandfather's full name.

Okay, so why the pictures? Oh yeah. The first picture highlights the village of Montemarcello amongst a larger region in northern Italy. Here's a link about the village: Montemarcello explained in any of five languages. If I understand this correctly, my grandfather grew up there. Okay, it's like this: I was looking at all these Domenichini links and a lot of them are Italian. Actually, I'm Italian, too. The name is Italian, so this all makes sense. It just kind of struck me. I used to feel pretty Italian, not that I ever spoke Italian, but still.

Now, I probably speak 10 to 20 times more Chinese than I do Italian. Over the years, I've talked to real Italians. You know the kind from Italy? And I've come to find that I don't even say my last name right. They say the "do" of Domenichini like "Doe." I've always said it like "Duh," which describes how I feel right about now.

So anyway, there I am looking at all this real Italian Domenichini stuff. Luckily, a fair amount of it is in English. All the same, it's apparent that I've not only lost my top Domenichini ranking in Google Search, I've also lost at least four-fifths of my italian-ness. That's why I looked up Montemarcello. I wanted to get back to my roots. Unfortunately, I've never been to Montemarcello or to Italy for that matter. I was in Germany once. I really look more German, so it somehow seemed appropriate.

About the second picture, that's my brother's company. He's the handsome one. Okay, I'd better be more clear. He's the one in the middle. I came across the link for his company on the second page of my Domenichini search. Here's a link to his company:

I mean, I've been to his web site before, I'm just stating that I came across it on the second page of my Domenichini search. That's all. Plus I'm blogging about him now. So, I'm obviously not a bad or negligent brother or anything like that. Clearly! I noticed that the web site had changed a lot since I last looked at it. I never saw that group picture before either. But I am blogging about it right now, which certainly show's a brotherly bond. Somehow, this got me to thinking how I haven't much talked to family or friends lately. You know, things get in the way: life, duties, responsibilities, all that.

By the way, my cousin is also in that picture. I don't want to point him out, because he's kind of shy that way. To me, he's the one who looks the most like my brother, but I don't want to say too much since, like I said, he doens't like people fussing over him or anything.

So with all that stuff going through my head about Italian, Domenichini, family, and friends, I realized that I don't know what my grandfather's full name was. I remember he told me once and I thought I had it in my head, but I tried to think of it again and I came up with "Aldo Nicolino Giovani Domenichini." It seems like a decent approximation. I remember that it went on for a couple of minutes like that. However, I'm sure it's not exactly right. In fact, in this blog entry, I've probably messed up a few things. Still, it's a nice effort, don't you think?

"Eh shoo." My grandfather used to say that all the time. I've probably spelled it wrong. Also you have to imagine it being said with an Italiain accent. I thought I ought to throw that in. I believe it meant, "Yeah sure!" He'd also throw in "der, der" a lot. I think that meant "there, there." I always took the whole phrase to mean, "Don't worry. Everything will be just fine." So I might ask, "Grandpa, is it okay that my Domenichini ranking is slipping?" And he might say, "Eh shoo, der der, I'll cook some polenta tonight, a little baccala, couple glasses of wine. You'll forget all about that Google Search stuff, der, der. Sit down. Take it easy. I'll take care of everything." And, you know, the best thing about it was that he would, he really would.

Friday Dec 22, 2006

Five Things About Me

So, Michael tagged me. I'm the last one. Everyone else has been tagged. Michael only tagged three people because everyone else in the blogosphere has been hit. And I was the very last one on his list. That shows where I fit in in the grand scheme of things.

The good news is that I don't need to tag anybody since it's all been done for me. Good thing, because this is the stupidest thing I've ever heard of. No, no, I jest. It's late Friday afternoon, December 22 and I was going to help the homeless have some semblance of a Christmas, but now I've got to fill in these five things that you don't know about me and really don't want to know about me. I'm just jesting again. It's holiday humor.


  1. I played the trombone four years from 4 th grade to 8 th grade. I might not be tone deaf, but I'm tone hard-of-hearing, at least. I knew after 6 months that it wasn't for me. However, my parents had made such a big deal about all the money they shelled out that I was too afraid to say that I wanted to quit. So I stayed with it for an eternity. I didn't learn much, but I carried that darn trombone with me all over the place. It definitely built up my upper body strength.

  2. I ran a marathon when I was 16. Since I wasn't very skilled at anything and since the trombone experience taught me that I could endure unpleasant experiences longer than the average person, I gravitated to running. So, as other teenagers were enjoying their youth, I was running myself silly.

  3. I sky dived once when I was 19. I didn't realize it was a stupid idea until it was my turn to jump. I reasoned that it was either embarrass myself and chicken out or plunge to my death. I chose to plunge to my death. I'm not a chicken! Somehow, I survived it. That was it. Never again.

  4. I lived in Taiwan for two years. I attempted to learn Mandarin Chinese. There I was, more or less, tone deaf and I chose to study a tonal language. Well, my chop stick skills improved during that time. So, I have that going for me.

  5. I was an adult education teacher for a few years. I taught English as a Second Language and U.S. Citizenship. I'm not sure if my students learned much English, but I picked up a lot of Spanish. So, my Spanish is now better than my Chinese and almost as good as my English. And by teaching Citizenship, I learned a lot about the American government that I missed when I was in high school since I was too busy running all the time. While I was teaching Citizenship I even designed the following Citizenship web site:

Tuesday Oct 24, 2006

An eight-year old's Sudoku creation

I told Gina Kim, who's eight, that I'd post her Sudoku puzzle on my blog if she could actually create one that worked. I figured it was a pretty safe bet that she couldn't.

Darn it if she didn't actually do it! I don't think she'd ever solved a complete Sudoku puzzle by herself before that. She'd definitely never created one. I've never created one either. I assumed that there had to be some dimension you had to pass through before you could create a Sudoku puzzle that would actually work.

I mean, most people can't even solve them.The moral of the story is, "Never underestimate an eight year old."

If anyone actually solves this puzzle, please feel free to respond: thoughts, advice for future puzzles, etc.  I'm sure Gina would appreciate it.

Sudoku Puzzle - Beginning Level

By Gina Kim
Disclaimer: This Sudoku puzzle is not guaranteed to work. Any loss of time incurred attempting to solve this puzzle is solely the responsibility of the puzzle attempter. If you decide to attempt to solve this puzzle, then you are the decider and must take responsibility as such.

Thursday Oct 19, 2006

Very Personal

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