The job I always wanted
I have always considered myself lucky that I not only knew what I wanted to do in general when I grew up, but I also got the opportunity to pursue the interests that tie into that career. When I was about 10, my father brought home our first real personal computer, complete with scanner and printer. The PC was a custom Equus build from a local PC store. I can remember exploding with curiosity about this machine and what it did, it was just so much cooler than our Commodore64! My father would tell me that I could only use the computer with his supervision, but that quickly changed when he realized that I was obsessed with it. Not long after, we got dial-up internet set up with AOL. This was right around the time that the internet was born from ARPAnet, so it was something I had never heard of and wasn't familiar with. I suddenly had access to all the information I could want, or at least that's what it felt like. It was at this...
