That’s right, folks. I’ve joined the dozens of bloggers out there on the interwebs. I’m here to preach the gospel of Yosh (that’s me, by the way).

So, I guess I should properly introduce myself to the world:

Sup. I’m Yosh.

When I grow up, I wanna be a programmer (at least until the neurodivergence kicks in and I decide I wanna be a potter, cobbler, or landlord—I have a passion for painting over door handles). What kind, you ask? Hell if I know! Right now, I’m just trying to soak up as much as I can about everything. I do have a soft spot for Python, Security, and shiny things like design, 3D, cloud, and AI. Yeah, I’m all over the place.

After years of slinging pans in the kitchen, I decided to make the leap into coding and went through a bootcamp in '19 (right before the world went completely sideways -- Go Pandemics!). Sure, I fell off the coding wagon for a bit and ended up back in the kitchen, but now I’m back at it—giving the tech world my best shot. Have I cracked the job market yet? No. But hey, persistence is key, right? Or at least that’s what they keep telling me.

This is my first-ever real blog (RIP to my tragic Myspace posts about love lost and bad punk rock). So, bear with me.

And now, for your reading pleasure, here’s a bit about me… in limerick form:

There once was a chef named Yoshi,
Whose dishes were never too flashy.
He slaved at the stove,
But to code he did strove,
And now writes a blog that’s quite trashy.

Aside from that chef’s kiss limerick, you can expect me to throw in whatever I’m learning aboot (aka struggling with), probably some bitchy and sarcastic commentary about UI design I hate, and a rant or two about JavaScript (we all know it’s a hot mess... but I should learn it... and I do like it...). If you’re lucky, I might even toss in a recipe or two, all while dreaming of my sitcom spin-off.

Despite all of the above (you did read it, right?), I’m actually pretty stoked to show my future employers (who, dear god, I hope are plotting my onboarding), my friends (yep, I have a few!), my wife, and my dog/cat that I can actually stick with a project. Plus, maybe show a little bit of accountability for the first time in my life.

Anywho, thanks for letting me ramble. Wait… scratch that. Thank me. I’m thanking myself.

That was cathartic as fuck.

So stick around, probably-not-sports-fans, and join me next time as I wrestle with something that seems simple but turns my brain into spaghetti. Maybe I’ll nail it—or at least have a good rant lined up. Either way, it’s gonna be fun.!

Smooches,
Yosh

In the year of our AI Overlords, 2023, September 26th