Sion, who I havn’t seen in a few months, who since then had a baby girl by the name of Noa born wrote me an email wanting to know what’s going on with me.
I decided to make a post out of it.
Dear Marty,
If my calculations are correct, you should recieve this letter immediately after you saw the DeLorean struck by lightning. First let me assure that I am alive and well. I have been living happily in the year 1885 these past 8 months.
The lightning bolt …
1885 ? September, 1885 ?
He’s alive ! The doc’s alive !
He’s in the old west, but he’s alive !
Ok… Back to the future now:
I’m in the second mini semester of the Technion executive MBA in tel-aviv.
School is going ok, it’s every Thursday and not too much trouble.
I get some money by teaching programming and linux administrations courses in Interbit.
Although I’m not job hunting, my phone keeps ringing with people want to offer me jobs. I decline most of them.
I spend a lot of my free on World of warcraft, I’m a lvl 60 undead mage by the name of SoundGuy on Dradonmaw, and I’m an officer in the AFKahos guild .
I’m trying to found my own venture: Corbomite Games, and looking for game business oppurtunities in Israel and abroad in the mean time.
At the moment, i’m looking for talented 2d graphic artists for Corbomite games. If you know any, send them over to me.
I also own an improved version of Alexander Graham Bell’s invention, a “Cellphone”, which I answer incoming calls with when i’m not in class.