|I worked with Kudjo at Ontos in the 1990s, after leaving Cognos. He is a brilliant guy, and was one of the more normal people in that company, which was made up of strange geniuses developing the software and sales/marketing people focused on making some money out of the product, whatever it was that week.
He lives in New Hampshire and works in Boston, so we agreed to meet at the Outback Steakhouse in Tyngsboro, on the Massachusetts side of the state line. Jon and I got there a little early, and had time to check out a large hobby shop with oodles of model cars, railroad stuff, Radio Controlled airplanes, and other goodies. When I was a kid, building model cars, I would read about places like this in the magazines, but never got to see one. It took me right back to those days, reminding me of why I wanted to get away from the isolation of the remote rural community where I grew up.
So the appointed time came and Kudjo came into the restaurant, where we had already procured a table. He has spotted Wandering Spirit in the parking lot, and was quite intrigued. We had an excellent waitress, who brought me some delicious mahi-mahi, while the others had steaks.
Kudjo kept us enthralled with his stories of places he had been and things he had done over the years since we last saw each other. He has taken technology to Africa, worked for some of the real innovators in the Internet and in Data Base Management, and generally knows his way around the Route 128 high-tech corridor very well.
When I told him that I would like to find a way to work back into the industry, he suggested I look at a product called Adobe Flex. It is a software package for building mobile, web, and desktop applications. He thought that, with my background in Fourth Generation Language development, Java and database, it should be a natural fit for me. I will take a longer look at it in the course of my travels this summer, and of course when I get back to Alberta.
When the evening came to its inevitable end, Kudjo led us to the closest Walmart, in Hudson, New Hampshire. We spent the night there, and then headed back towards the Great White North ("Koo roo koo koo koo koo koo koo" - Bob and Doug McKenzie). Our lightning-quick invasion of New England was over.
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