feelin' all full of myself

Back in September I blogged about winning an emmy for a project I was part of. We developed some software used in golf telecasts to help announcers say things that are relevant to what's going on (stats and stuff) besides, "Wow Gary, that's the loudest pink shirt I've seen in quite some time." It also allows users to follow along at home online with stroke trails for anyone playing the round and other neat shit...all for a price, of course. It got nominated for an emmy, and, frankly, we were a bit surprised. It won the emmy, and we were giddy...and shocked. Everyone looked at each other and laughed with a "holy shit, we actually won" attitude. That, of course, was followed by indignation by some that they weren't in New York accepting the award in place of the big wigs who actual did go, yet had little, if anything, to do with the effort. That was the subject of the original post. It should also be noted that those whining the loudest were among the poeple who had the least to do with the project. They just wanted a free trip to the large apple.

They brought the emmy around and we all got to see it, and hold it. The thing was, there were about 5 of us who worked on it day in and day out, and about another 25 who had a hand in it somehow, and only one emmy, so it wasn't like any of us was taking it home and sticking it on the mantle. Well, today the boss's secretary delivered a very nice plaque from the National Academy of Television Arts and Sciences for the lumberyard contribution to the effort. It's one impressive hunk of wood and plexiglass and stuff, and it's got my name on it and everything. I'm feeling pretty damn special about now.