This is the first public post on the subject, but at this point it's pretty much common knowledge that my job at Cornell ends this Friday. I've unearthed quite a few interesting items in cleaning out my office, which to a large extent -- even though it's my fifth office since I started working at Cornell almost twelve years ago -- is an accumulation of stuff over that whole time. There are even a handful of items that date back farther, including a Farallon EtherWave AAUI 10base-T daisy-chaining adapter. Back in the early days of Ethernet leaving behind coax, back before hublets were $20, this was slick.
There's also a PowerBook 1400C that boots up just fine -- running Mac OS 8.6. A Palm Tungsten C that I probably no longer have a dock or charging cable for. Zip disks. That's not counting the years of software. Yes, it's a veritable technology museum, and much of it is being tossed. (I'm gathering a few useful-looking cables, a mouse or two, etc. to send to a California school where I'm told it can be put to good use.)
Tomorrow I'm throwing myself a casual going-away gathering, and Friday my manager and assistant director are taking me out to lunch. Friday night, I think I'll just leave work, get a bite to eat, and go to the women's hockey game. Heading to Quinnipiac and Princeton for the men's away games this weekend didn't seem to make sense. "So, um, can I have my last day off?"
I've been waking up earlier than I need to, or want to, and mostly not falling asleep again. I should be able to sleep late over the weekend, and for that matter, next week.