You can take the boy off the farm…
June 30, 2009 5 Comments
I was recently reminded by a good friend of mine, Kevin Kline, of something that happened several years ago. It still brings a smile to my face so I thought I’d share it with you even though it’s “old news”. For anyone that follows my family blog, this is re-post from almost three years ago.
The DBA Farmer
For those who don’t already know, my professional life and my home life are at opposite ends of the technology spectrum. I’m sometimes referred to as the DBA Farmer by friends since we have a small hobby farm in Middle Tennessee where we raise cows, goats, turkeys, and chickens. We also grow and preserve food from our garden.
A few years ago, I was invited to attend a one-day leadership training session in Chicago. As with a lot of these types of events, a welcome reception on the eve of the actual training was provided to “break-the-ice”. So I, and about 100 others from around the country, flew into Chicago that afternoon to attend the reception and to socialize before our training that was to follow the next morn.
The reception was held in a private room in a fine restaurant just off the Magnificent Mile in downtown Chicago; a very upscale place. Drinks and appetizers were served while we made small-talk. Then we made our way to another area where a nice multi-course meal was served while the conversations continued.
Unlike a lot of people in technical fields, I’m not overly introverted. So I seldom look at my own shoes, especially when talking with others. However, at one point during the evening’s activities, I did happen to glance down towards my feet. That’s when I noticed it. There, stuck to the side of the sole of my right shoe was an unmistakable and tell-tale sign of my origins. Sticking to the side of my black dress shoe was none other than a big, dried, white & gray glob of chicken poop.
Perseverance
I must have stepped in a freshly formed pile while walking to my truck to go the airport that afternoon. Somehow, the rest of the walk to the truck and the ride to the airport didn’t cleanse me of my tag-along. Somehow, it continued to persist through the security checkpoint, without setting off all kinds of alarms! Apparently going completely unnoticed through the screening process.
Or perhaps it was noticed but simply not acted upon by the guards? How do you approach a man in business attire and ask him to clean off the chicken poo he left on the x-ray machine?
In any case, the poo remained. It traveled with me on the plane and even on taxi ride to the hotel once I had arrived at my destination.
Anyway, upon the startling revelation of the distance this poo had traveled, I glanced up, looking around to see if anyone in the room had noticed me noticing my own shoe. Thankfully everyone else seemed to be oblivious of my new discovery. As I took in the vast audience of other attendees, I realized that I was surrounded by CEO’s of large organizations, Presidents of companies, Chief Financial Officers for institutions. And there was me, in the middle of it all, standing amongst all of these people of respect, with chicken poo on my shoe. I laughed out loud at the juxtaposition of it all.
I yam what I yam
It was then, that I fully realized that you can take the boy off the farm, but you can’t take the farm off the boy. And I wouldn’t trade that for the world!
Got a funny story you’d like to tell on yourself? Why not share it here? Don’t be embarrassed; life’s too short to not laugh at ourselves.
Joe

Besides being a great place to pick up some newfound knowledge, user group meetings are a great place to meet colleagues and expand your network of friends. Now, I’m not suggesting that you try to pick up a date; that’s probably not going to happen although I’m sure stranger things have happened. (If you’ve met your spouse at a user group meeting, I’d love to hear the story!)
At noon,
In real estate there’s an old saying: the three most important things about any property are location, location, and location. Yeah, I know, I find it pretty silly too. But redundancy aside, that saying goes a long way to emphasis that a property’s true value really comes down to one fairly simple thing – it’s location.
But all of focus on location-independence can sometime cause us to neglect a fairly simple security concern – physical security. The most perfect, detailed, and diligent security measures are all for naught if the servers are not physically secure. And though I’m stating the obvious, it bears mentioning.
physical security protecting the company’s second most valuable assets from malicious or unintentional damage. (A company’s most valuable asset is its people, remember?) Yet, many of those same companies have spent a good deal of money on firewalls and virtual private networks to allow remote access as needed by key personnel in other locations.
I spent seven hours in the sun today. But I wasn’t relaxing on a beach somewhere. Nor was I out on the links with three of my best friends bragging about a shot that I once made. Actually back when I played golf, it might well have taken me seven hours to get through 18 holes!
As a consultant it’s easy to get lured into thinking of most everything in terms of opportunity cost. “I can work another couple of hours tonight and make an extra xxx dollars.” When you think in those terms, the dinner with your wife and kids becomes very expensive.
For me, it’s living out in the country on a small farm. I spend my spare time tending to the cows, goats, chickens, and turkeys that we raise. I enjoy working on my old tractor, mending fences, and providing for as much of our own food as we can. And yes, I even enjoy clearing a big maple tree when it falls.
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I spent this week in Vancouver, BC, attending and speaking at the
Or maybe you are more of a developer than a DBA. So you may be more familiar with error messages like 2714 – “there is already an object named this in the database.”