Zayne's Space

Through my efforts to build a career, I have found that I do - indeed - have a calling! It is not exactly the calling that I wanted, but beggars cannot be choosers. I am the same kid that sat at the bottom of the totem pole for fifteen years living with my mother and her family. I am the same kid that was too good with computers to be left alone. I am also the same kid that is desperate to do the right thing and live in peace. As corporate stakeholders become increasingly relentless to produce A.I. (artificial intelligence) and other adulterated themes in the workplace, it is becoming increasingly impossible to be at peace. No workplace has room for such a contradictory statement from up-high. Basically, what it is telling me is that the rules do not work anymore. There is no direct flow of traffic or signals coming over the airwaves or even through the front door. It is a popularity contests and the losers will be starved out until they run away crying in need of medical assistance. S...

I have begun writing on a usual basis again. It really started with a notebook journal that my grandmother bought me on Amazon. It is a nice little book with a plastic leather binding and a book mark. I enjoy its creativity and it even has an indication of the weather next to the date section. It has provided me with a place to express more than just a thought. It is a memory!  Photo credits - (https://flic.kr/p/edhY6V) I can now say that I have expanded my writing outside of the personal or scholarly realm. I am no longer limited to writing about things that my teacher assigned to me or boring junk about video games that I found on the internet. I have met some amazing people who have amazing stories that they are sharing with the world. One day at a time, we continue to show the next set of up and comers that it is worth it. Life goes on. The show must go along with it! Photo credits - (https://flic.kr/p/2457wdB) I may not have my personal story fully uploaded quite yet, but I li...

Heads up! November 27, 2024 | By: Zayne Harbison Blogging This blog will be my main page from here on out! I hope to inspire as many people as possible using the power of basic internet access and thorough understanding of basic networking ! As daunting as this task was and still is for me - and no matter how much I hope people respect that - it will never be that way for others. The internet was the worst thing in my life growing up, and sometimes it makes me feel like I never grew up at all. Laughing at silly pictures on the internet all day or getting irately angry every time a politician makes a dumb tweet is just not healthy for an adult man. I grew up in what most people call "the hood" or "the ghetto" to drop just a few of the labels that have been given to me. Looking White does not make that much different, if you ask me. All it does is drive a wedge even further between me and other people. If I try to be myself, it is laughed at or mocked ...

Photo credits - (Swagatika Behera at Flickr) We have all seen it. It may not have been in our lifetime, but the cliche is easily visible in old paper copy files or when the old timey message is flowing across the silver screen. It seems so cheesy now. Once upon a time, it was just another day at the office. August 7, 2004 - Sub: BIIIIG Yawn! - CC: nosyjosie@company-news.corp FWD: Jerry in Financial  Hello dear sir or madam! You have been privileged with this clipart GIF of a cat doing a stretch! Also, today is Monday! You know what that means! The line to the coffee pot is going to be phenomenal this morning.  P.S. - Hubert smells bad today. ;D If this looks familiar, then you know what this is referencing. If not, we have some ground to cover. Let us begin here. What is worse than a Monday at the office? The only thing that could be worse than listening to the copy machine right outside your cubicle whirring all morning is listening to Susan one cubicle over have ...

Zayne's Space This is the first entry on my new blog, Zayne's Space! It is a tribute to a time when social media was not quite social media. When I was growing up, I was the only person around who knew how to use a computer and that has changed for the youth of today thanks to technological literacy. As much as that stings me deep down inside, I extend and offer of gratitude and learning. I would like to provide a window into my learning experiences from before Google and ChatGPT had an answer for everything. Hindsight is 20-20! What to expect I will be writing about my use of my home computer, my laptop, my keyboard cellphone, and many different kinds of media players. They are very similar to the modern digital interfaces, yet they contained something special that I wish to express clearly and elegantly so that others may learn about what is no longer. There are some who wish to capitalize on this in the name of fashion, but there is nothing fashionable about bull...