{"id":2030,"date":"2014-02-09T00:01:00","date_gmt":"2014-02-09T00:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.technet.microsoft.com\/heyscriptingguy\/2014\/02\/09\/weekend-scripter-my-very-first-powershell-saturday\/"},"modified":"2014-02-09T00:01:00","modified_gmt":"2014-02-09T00:01:00","slug":"weekend-scripter-my-very-first-powershell-saturday","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/devblogs.microsoft.com\/scripting\/weekend-scripter-my-very-first-powershell-saturday\/","title":{"rendered":"Weekend Scripter: My Very First PowerShell Saturday!"},"content":{"rendered":"

Summary<\/b>: Windows PowerShell MVP reports from the field on his first visit to North Carolina and Windows PowerShell Saturday.<\/span><\/p>\n

NOTE<\/strong>: Sean became sick, and was unable to attend the PowerShell Saturday event. However, if he had attended, this is what would have happened. We wish Sean a speedy recovery.<\/p>\n

Honorary Scripting Guy, Sean Kearney, here…recovering from an over-poweringly cool day! PowerShell people, PowerShell people there! Scripters, automaters, everywhere! It was like going to a mini-PowerShell Summit!<\/p>\n

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It started off my flight from Ottawa, and I was picked up by none other than fellow MVP and birthday buddy, Jim “Beefarino” Christopher. Here is a photo of Beefarino:<\/p>\n

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He looked at my ticket questioningly, “Sean, it says this is for an adult…and well, you’re…”<\/p>\n

Yeah, he got me there. I’m me.<\/p>\n

An uneventful drive other than Jim wondering if he could tie a Windows PowerShell module into his car for automated driving. I began quickly eyeing the nearest and safest way to jump out (ala Dukes of Hazzard). I thought better of it, and simply poured water on Jim’s laptop.<\/p>\n

“Safety first!” I cried to the sky, as sparks and the smell of ozone filled the air with the remains of Jim’s laptop.<\/p>\n

So we arrived for dinner with Ed, Theresa, and other Windows PowerShell peeps at the coolest place for a Windows PowerShell dude or dudette to hang out…the Scripting Guy’s house! OK. Redmond is cool, but hanging out at Ed’s house for a Windows PowerShell person is right on par (in my opinion) with chilling at Bill Gates’. Except I’ve never been to the Gates Uber House of Coolness. Here are a couple of Posh Peeps hanging out with the Scripting Wife:<\/p>\n

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So the next day started off with crowds pouring in the front doors. Eyes scampering wildly to see what the day held in store. Personally, I knew that I wanted to see three key sessions: the Goatee PFE and Beefarino were at the top of my list, along with Ed. I wanted to see these guys in action.<\/p>\n

I looked around, “Hey! Where’s Oisin?” puzzled because I thought Oisin was supposed to be here.<\/p>\n

Jim looked over shrugging his shoulders, “He’s at SharePoint Saturday in Montreal today.”<\/p>\n

Note to self. Take a train run to Montreal next year and twist all the SharePoint Saturday signs to point to North Carolina.<\/p>\n

But back to PowerShell Saturday! As the day went on and the midday lunch snackies went by, my time to present was coming up.<\/p>\n

“Oh, no! I’m presenting! What if they don’t like me? What if I fall off the podium? What if the Wicked Witch of the West scoops me up? What if Mark Russinovich shuts off the lights with Windows PowerShell?!?”<\/p>\n

Panic began to grip me. I sought out Emergency exits, tried to disguise myself as a janitor. But at each exit was a Microsoft rep holding my picture in their hands. “If this guy tries to escape, bolt him to the podium,” the warning read.<\/p>\n

So at 1:50 PM, I found myself chained and bolted to the podium. I launched my laptop, breathed in and out of a paper bag until it exploded, and began to settle.<\/p>\n

I opened into my presentation: PowerShell Desired State Configuration for Beginners. The audience was quiet and attentive. There were some puzzle looks and a few chuckles when the “Underpants Gnomes” song appeared over the speakers as I began to explain the three basic stages of Desired State Configuration. But I could tell the audience was all getting the gist of it.<\/p>\n

At the end, Jim came by, unchained me, and handed me my reward: one can of Red Bull. “Now go outside and drink it like a good little Kraken.”<\/p>\n

Yes what a day! Final moments that spring to mind were:<\/p>\n