The week is over. Wheewww. What a week. I am just exhausted. This week has basically been a non-stop, go go go, event since Sunday night. From the opening night party through the fairwell party tonight everything has been great (though tiring). I will write a follow-up article on the program, but other than that this will conclude my running blog for now.
For those of you that have followed my crazy rantings, you may have noticed that I have skirted talking about any of the specific products or features. Mostly I figured I could charm you in with great headlines, then keep you reading with comedy. The real reason for skirting these issues is three simple letters: NDA. As part of the MS MVP program we are required to sign about a billion NDAs. Then once we arrived at the conference every slide on every slide show had the words “Not for distribution: Microsoft MVP program, KGB assassins contracted to kill NDA breakers” or something like that, at the bottom. So with great sadness I cannot tell you about all the cool things unless they are already on Microsoft’s web site or public knowledge.
So with that I can link to the following
Very cool. I actually met this guy today. Very sincere about wanting my (and your) feedback about the products and where they should go.
And this, the MSH:
All I can say is that this looks really cool and everyone should have one. The functions and ability to manipulate all kinds of things (File System, Registry, AD, process, etc etc) is simply phenomenal. I can honestly say that after seeing it this shell will change the way we do things.
Now beyond that you will have to pin me down, poor a few hundred beers in me, then torture me with blondes to get anymore out of me. Ok, a few beers and one blonde might do it, but you get the point.
Now, what would a Ron Oglesby blog be with out revisiting some of the “personalities” we saw earlier in the week???
First off, tonight was the Windows Server fairwell dinner. At the beginning of the pre-dinner drink fest I noticed my notorious ISCSI/SUS hater friend from Monday. All the Server MVPs were signing a HUGE 2003 Enterprise poster for the server team. Well this guy has the balls to write his name in like 4 inch tall, almost illegible letters right across the center of the thing. This goes back to his whole “notice me!!! I have a small…” anyway. Sick and disgusted with this guy I had to ply myself with plenty of drinks to keep from punching him the face.
Then comes some guy we met on the bus the first day. This guy is a “Security” MVP. Meaning he is into the minutia of “I can get into anything” type of world. Well back on Monday he began questioning Brian and I about some of the details of Terminal Server and how possibly to get into it. Well we proposed that it would be cool for us to set one up and let him have a go at it. He just has to prove he was in and show us how he got in. (good for us and good for him). Anyway he declined. (I personally think he was afraid of Brian. I tried to sooth the guy and tell him Brian was a teddy bear but it didn’t work.)
So at the beginning of the night tonight I ran into this same guy. He is real glad to see me, says he has been thinking about us (which scares me) and has like a 2 page list of questions… GREAT. I entertain him for a few but after my beers from having to look at the first guy I calmly pawn him off on one of the MS TS guys, flip him my card and slip back into less intense conversations. I could tell he was a little fried too and after 3 days of geek talk I wanted nothing more than to have a beer, think non-computer thoughts (kinda like the beauty of taking out my trash or something) and move into the real, non-MS world a little.
I never did see the poodle sweater knitter again. I think she died of a heart attack from my little outburst on Monday. Boy, I sure will miss her. The SBS guys still hung together. Today they didn’t have the matching shirts on though. I wanted to offer to buy them some shirts for next year and sponsor their team. I figure if they are going to school together like fish I might as well help them look the part and buy some grey/silver scaly looking t-shirts. Unfortunately the “little server” guys took offense to this remark proceeded to change from mackerel to piranha, thus stripping my body of ¼ of its mass. I now weigh 172 pounds and Brian just got finished whipping my butt for being a jag all night.
And so endeth the night. We basically sat around tonight and drank and ate with our program leads. We also spent much of the day with the TS team giving feedback on the product, its needed fixes now and its long term strategies and features. For both parties it was mutually beneficial. We got input, free MS swag (jackets, enterprise server, etc etc) and they got a bunch of great input from the so-called experts.
Damn, I had such high hopes for a good week! :-) But as a note don’t write or call for code. Not that NDA is really stopping me. Its really, truly that I don’t have it. Some of my guys are already asking for it and even if I wasn’t under NDA, I don’t have it give. Anyway as a parting thought I have finally figured out what the letters N.D.A. stand for. If you can figure out the Ron Oglesby definition of NDA, put it in the comments and I will send you a free book.