by Byron Seastrunk | Mar 4, 2025 | Engineer, General, Uncategorized
Long before I retired, I created an account on LinkedIn. It seemed like a good idea—you never know when you’ll need contacts to look for a new job. Still, I refused to play the numbers game. The people I linked with, by and large, were people I had worked with and...
by Byron Seastrunk | Jan 19, 2025 | Uncategorized
After enduring a long, brutal Texas summer, in a grand display of irony, my chest freezer—a Hotpoint HHM7SMWW—gave out during a winter cold snap. My wife caught it quickly, but not quickly enough—the upper layer was already flirting with unsafe temperatures. A few...
by Byron Seastrunk | Sep 18, 2022 | Engineer, General, Married to an Engineer, New, Technology, Uncategorized
“I know engineers better than that! They would never throw away a 3D printer that quit working without trying to repair it first.” These words were exclaimed by my wife as she watched a credit card commercial showing engineers trashing a malfunctioning printer and...
by Byron Seastrunk | Apr 13, 2020 | Engineer, General, Married to an Engineer, Technology, Uncategorized
For a marketing person, introducing a potential customer to an engineer is the stuff nightmares are made from. Engineers can be brutally honest about technology. Note I said technology. We’re perfectly capable of lying. Ask us about schedule, percent complete,...
by Byron Seastrunk | Aug 14, 2019 | Engineer, General, Married to an Engineer, Technology, Uncategorized
As I wrote in Married to an Engineer Part 1, living with an engineer isn’t for everybody. Not only do you have to put up with someone you often suspect loves technology more than you but living with an engineer will change you in more ways than you ever anticipated. I...
by Byron Seastrunk | Mar 19, 2019 | Engineer, General, New, Uncategorized
One of the major differences between my wife and I is the way we view food. My wife likes to savor new foods and enjoy the delicate interplay between the seasonings. Me, I’m more concerned about how long it takes to prepare and eat. My wife accuses me of only...