- What's next
- or: What I wish I knew 10 years ago
- Someone who has just attended their first conference
- Ok, so you're inspired, you've met some people, you want to take this energy back with you - maybe where you work, where you go to school, or your own business.
- Stop. Take a deep breath.
- What do you want to do? Why are you interested in Ruby?
- Local
- Start going to local user groups
- Start a local user group if you don't already have one
- Twitter
- Start following people you respect
- Unfollow negative people; optimize signal vs. noise
- Form an opinion
- Go to at least one conference a year
- Start your personal brand
- Start a Blog
- Start a Twitter account
- No, seriously, do it now. It's easy. I'll wait.
- Invest in yourself
- Focus on improving your skills
- Create a side project
- Talk at conferences
- Start listening to Ruby Rogues
- This will give you ideas for projects to check out and people to follow on Twitter
- Start a brown bag lunch at your company
- Give talks at your local user group
- Contribute to open source
- Learn
- Set aside time for deliberate practice
- Attitude
- Be positive
- Have fun
- Smile
- Follow @CoreyHaines ... and @Tenderlove ... and @Gorbypuff
- Now, how not to drown from the firehose
- Start a project
- First things first
- Twitter is not more important than your project or your goals
- Set intentions, not goals
- Get up each morning and put some time toward what will move the sticks
- Constantly ask yourself, "Is this getting me closer to my goal?"
- Get up each morning and put some time toward what will move the sticks
- Calendar About Nothing
- Don't break the chain
- Smile
- Trainspotting (good for both the intro and outro - music would be killer)
- Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family, Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers.
- Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends.
- Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing ga me shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life.