I've been meaning to write a new journal entry for a while now, but been kinda bummed in general so haven't felt like it. Over the past few weeks it became increasingly obvious that Eazel wasn't going to manage to pull off any of the last-minute funding attempts, and that they would have to close their doors (the euphemistic way of saying "completely run out of money"). So all work (and all pseudo-work) came to a stop, and we basically just hung out working on our resumes and stuff. I caught up with a lot of the mailing lists i'd never had time to read, and then unsubscribed from most of them.
Eskil, Arlo, Ian and I (often joined by Adam, Mike, John and some other stragglers, in varying combinations) would go across the street for coffee and sandwiches at least once a day, usually 2-3 times. I started to pick up a bad coffee habit (still coming down) and they got to know us really well. There really wasn't much else to do. Sometimes i would try to sit in my cube (actually a large 4-person cube) and work on my own projects, but when your cube is the place where everyone collects to chat and be bummed out, it's hard to concentrate.
On the Thursday before the final announcement (the 10th), Greg asked me if i wanted to skip out on work and go down to the Monterey aquarium with him and his ex-co-worker Joanne. Well, uh, sure! Not like there's much else to do! It was a lot of fun; Joanne was cool. We did it just like we were skipping out of high school: first to Krispy Kreme for donuts for breakfast, then pack up on water and drive down to Santa Cruz. Neither of them knew how long the drive would be, so i had to be the bearer of bad news (it's almost a 2-hour drive from Mountain View), or good news (the drive was beautiful), depending on how you look at it.
The aquarium was much as i remembered it, but still fun. Greg took lots of pictures, especially of the jellyfish area. One room had a gigantic tank with a hodge-podge of things, including a big sea turtle! But just like last time, the sea turtle stayed up near the top and didn't become very photogenic. We checked out a new section on the "deep sea", which was a little corny but interesting. At the entrance, a plaque announced that the exhibit was sponsored by Chevron. At the end, suddenly there was a wall of photos of gas pumps, refineries, and (inexplicably) massive freeway traffic. Captions explained that even better than sea life, the deep sea was home to... oil! Glorious oil! So you see, the captions explained, the deep sea is useful! Joanne got seriously sick then.
On the way back, we stopped at Pink Godzilla and had an early dinner of sushi. (Well, why go to Santa Cruz if you aren't going to stop for sushi?) And then back to the city to watch ER, which apparenly Joanne is very addicted to. Afterwards we caught the end of a night of drinking at the Kilowatt by a bunch of ex-co-workers, some of whom had been there since 5pm! I always seem to miss the serious drinking.
More later; this is already dauntingly long.