I hate my computer. I just spent 30 minutes pouring my soul into a blog article talking about my new class Professional SharePoint Server 2007 Administration. It was a poetic master piece written as a Haiku in perfect verse… or it was kind of funny and dumb. You pick what it was. But no Vista 64 and Office 2007 decided to implode. So I am left with nothing. So now you get the short version in my version of a poem.
Learning about professional SharePoint administration will make you cool,
Who else is going to show you how to do a least privileged install with Kerberos set?
That’s right, you will be hands on with everything right down to the app pool,
And at the end of class you will have built an intranet.
There will be capacity planning, performance tuning, and don’t forget about DR and backup.
Features, WSPs, and the web.config I will tell you what you should not forget.
And of course we will cover how to fix it when things get all jacked-up.
FBA, anonymous access, and firewalls are all you will need for the internet.
If you have ever heard me speak,
Then you know Cow jokes are what I love most.
The wife argues that makes me a geek,
Surely not after this post.
But who better to teach you SharePoint,
Than a guy who work with it 70 hours a week.
How else would I teach you what privileges to appoint,
Or how to get your farm running at the peak?
I heart SharePoint Search is the rumor on the street.
I guess that means the lab will be really deep.
Learning how to optimize performance will make you elite,
On your next job review you will be able to make a leap.
On stage at TechEd Joel and I said that’s hot
Talking about planning the perfect server farm.
In class we learn SQL Express is not
And how customizing navigation will cause you no harm.
The weather right now it is 47 degrees in Cincinnati,
Hopefully by October 29th it will not have snowed yet
Yet in Tampa it is 82 and Ted is grilling up an all beef patty
So meet me there, all you need to is get on a jet!
Seriously though the class is very deep and hands on. No marketing fluff or high level stuff. And please don’t hold my terrible poem against the class. I write good! Just ask my English teacher (D- last time I took it). Anyway, it is 2:15 AM and I am going to bed. Hopefully the Wife and dogs left me some room. I just reread that thing. Has to be the most embarrassing thing I have done all week. Wonder if I will delete this in the morning…. (probably should).