July 2011

Realist.

I am in a fantastic mood today. I know it’s Friday and all of that, but this morning I decided to get up and be in a good mood. It was a conscious decision I made. I got out of bed, after a terrible night’s sleep (it was 87F in the bedroom and I was awoken half way through the night to fix an issue at work) and I said to myself, “I’m really a nice person and therefore, I will smile today.”

It was a good day to start the day.

I logged onto my new favorite online hangout1, Google+, and found my stream populated with some drivel from some of the tech crowd that claim their famous, in particular, a bleached out, blown out blonde that tries to act like an alien. While I appreciate her love of all things cats, I found her most annoying. As I stared at the overly Photoshopped icon showing her looking wistfully into the sky, obviously looking for something better than the character she portrays herself to be, I decided that this chick wasn’t real and I really held no interest in what she had to “offer” the world.

Delete.

She hasn’t beat out Out-Q’s Romaine Patterson for my “top 10 most despised media whores” list but she’d get a bullet if Casey Kasem was doing the countdown.

As I looked through my growing Google+ friends list, I decided to wipe out several tech-media folks. I mirrored the effort on Twitter. And then again on Google Reader, where I had been reading the blogs of these folks. I don’t need someone to tell me how great something is when I stumble upon flaw after flaw in a software product (ahem, OS X Lion).

There are some people that are just lunatics in the world. I am proudly one of them. I think I’m more in the league of the eccentrics but nevertheless I like it when people embrace their quirks because it’s part of who they. The quirks are real. It’s when people come out wearing a pork chop for a shirt and a fruit salad for a skirt that it gets on my nerves. Am I judging them? Probably, but I know when I have to say to myself, “you know, that’s not my thing and there’s nothing forcing me to partake in what they have to offer.”

It’s about keeping it real. That’s why I like the folks I chat with through this blog and the folks that share their lives in this fashion through the technology we have today. They’re real people reaching out. They’re not folks painting themselves into a character for others to notice.

I’m still smiling as I keep it real today. I hope you are too.

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Anastasia Beaverhausen.

I know I’ve been writing things with a geeky bent this week, but these are the things that have been consuming my thoughts lately. If this bothers you in any way, please let me know and I’ll come up with something not geek related; perhaps a picture of me sitting in the bathtub or something.

Google+ is becoming a bit of it’s own rage and I am right there on the bandwagon. I have been purposely avoiding becoming excited about the new social networking platform but I discover new features here and there that work well for me, especially when it comes to privacy. The kicker of this is that you have to have faith – faith that Google won’t screw up and release what was intended as a private conversation to an unintended audience member.

I am fortunate in that I discovered the benefits of connecting with others online fairly early; 1985 to be exact. I quickly learned not to write anything online that I wouldn’t want to appear on the front page of the New York Times. I remember sitting in my dorm room at SUNY Fredonia chatting with a man named Patrick at 300 baud on a service called GEnie using my Commodore 64. He was also 18 and asked where I went to school. I told him Fredonia. A week later I received a handwritten card in the mail. Through our conversation he had obtained my name and did a quick call to the local phone company, which turned up my phone number, which provided him my mailing address which included my room number at Alumni Hall because the phone numbers corresponded to the dorm room numbers.

Instead of being flattered I was freaked out.

Through this little lesson I learned what to say, where to say it and the relative ramifications of what I said when chatting online. Privacy is still a huge concern but if you live by the one simple rule you shouldn’t have much of an issue.

“Don’t type it online unless you wouldn’t mind having it on the front page of the New York Times.”

Back to Google+. One of the cool features about Google+ is that you can messages in your “stream” to intended audiences. For example, the blog entry preceding this one, a recipe for the macaroni and cheese that was served at the Harvest House restaurants in the Woolworths department store chain, was copied onto my Google stream. I marked it as ‘public’; anyone can see it. I want anyone to see it. This is kind of cool.

I had a brief conversation with a local musician on Twitter yesterday. I fully believe that Twitter is very abused with people using it for too personal communication (addressing the one instead of the crowd). The musician had compatibility concerns with some of his audio gear and Mac OS X Lion. I told him I would test my gear when I got home and notify him of the results. I didn’t have his email address, but I was able to a message directly to him in my Google+ stream. No one else was the wiser. The parts of the compatibility test that were fit for public consumption were added to my Google+ stream with a public tag.

There are times when I want to talk about beards or bears or the like and I don’t want certain people to see them. By giving me the ability to sort my connections on Google+ into ‘Circles’, I can tell the bears that I find so-so quite woofy but I don’t have to explain myself at the next family reunion or make old friends clutch their rosary beads.

This is kind of cool.

Now I still keep that “New York Times” rule in my mind regardless of the audience, but I no longer have to broadcast anything and everything to the entire world. I can direct the topics to the appropriate circle.

There has been discussion of Google+ replacing blogs altogether. Back in the day there was talk of Google Wave replacing email. I actually can see Google+ being a one-stop repository of all things communicated online. While this is very cool, it’s also VERY scary, especially when it comes to the advertising nature of Google. Again, this is where one has to have a little faith that Google will continue with the “don’t be evil” motto and live up to it.

So go ahead, don a pair of sunglasses, mix up a glass of alcoholic swill and go to your local Taco place and chow down like there’s no tomorrow and tell only your closest friends about the adventure on Google+.

Just don’t fret if you show up on the front page of the New York Times caught in the act with sour cream at the corners of your mouth.

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Comfort Food.

For when you’re having one of those days.

Copycat of Woolworth’s Macaroni and Cheese
Cook – 7 oz package of macaroni
Melt – 8 oz Velveeta
1 stick Margarine
½ cup milk
Add-
4 oz sharp grated cheddar cheese
Stir In –
1 can cream of celery
1 cup mayonnaise (DO NOT USE SALAD DRESSING)
Salt and pepper to taste

Cook until smooth on low stirring constantly.
Combine with macaroni and spoon into lightly buttered casserole.
Bake 15 minutes @ 350. Garnish top with pimento.. Woolworth used stuffed olives.

Scattered.

It’s no secret that I love me some social networking here on this internets thing made up of tubes. I love reaching out to others, sharing common interests with others halfway around the world and meeting new friends in person that we’ve already met digitally. This blog is going on ten years old next month and Earl and I have met some wonderful people via this avenue of conversation along the way. We look forward to meeting many more.

As technology progresses new methods of communications pop up here and there. For example, I used to share all of my photos on Flickr and then build blog entries from their interface to automatically post here. This whole thing used to live on Google’s Blogger platform. Not too long ago (relatively speaking), Twitter popped up and everyone start writing witty one liners and laughing silently in front of their screen, thinking how much they were making others laugh with their snappy tweets. At least I did. Then along came Facebook and you could find out what happened to the guy that you lusted after in high school and share all your secrets with all of your family and friends.

With all these new platforms and the like, my information has become scattered all over the place. Facebook used to have a reliable cross posting platform where their Notes interface sucked up each blog entry on a routine basis and posted it there. It got to where I was getting more comments there than here. Then that went haywire; yesterday a week’s worth of posts shot up at once. I write in a timely manner, so this made me look either very foolish or like I had been stricken with Alzheimer’s.

Now Google+ (G+) has come along and it’s turning out to be quite nice. It’s still in beta (testing) and probably will be for a while so there’s some kinks in their system but for the most part it’s pretty nifty. More importantly to me, it has all sorts of integration that appeals to me- photos (replacing Flickr), location stuff (replacing Foursquare), Hangouts (replacing Skype for video) and then the regular stream stuff, which allows you to be rather lengthy in your missives but still provides the option to still be witty with snappy one-liners. Plus there’s the whole social networking aspect with circles of friends, following people, finding G+ users nearby and the like.

So here’s my problem. I’ve never really liked Facebook and I’ve always been kind of half-assed with the way that I use it. Should I ditch it completely? Twitter is slowly replacing news feeds. I definitely find Twitter to be my “go to” place when I suspect something is going on in the world (i.e. the death of Bin Laden) and to keep a finger on the pulse of what the world is thinking about today. Should I just go with G+? The drawback is that it’s Google, who, in my mind at least, is an advertising company that has some really cool technology. This scares me. Even though I used to write ad copy for a living, I really don’t like advertising at all and will do everything I can to avoid it.

But I really like the integration of G+ and getting rid of that scattered feeling of having my data all over creation with multiple links pointing everyone in 10 different directions.

Such a dilemma in today’s world.

Now, if I could just find a way to get email under control. Someday I’ll have a clean inbox again.

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Fidgety.

I’m hidden in the shade of the sign proclaiming that I am in the “Arterial Plaza” near work. The ‘arterial’ is actually a two lane road with several traffic lights on it, but it has a speed limit of 55 and the adjacent businesses are actually on a service road. People still drive 30. The sign is being used as a method of finding shade. It’s 85 and very humid today and there isn’t much of a breeze. I refuse to run the car when I don’t need to and I don’t believe a person in a Jeep should be using air conditioning anyway, so I just sit here and sweat a little bit.

I considered going for a walk at lunch today but it’s just too damn hot, which is a shame because I’m feeling fidgety. Ever since our return home I’ve been feeling the need to move about and sitting at my desk at work and staring at two monitors is not quite fitting the bill. I want to breathe fresh air and I want to move around. I let my mind wander as I’m working on the routine things of my job, but that doesn’t cut it. I want to move. Every once in a while I walk and I join a couple of co-workers for a 15-minute walk every morning and afternoon but with the relatively nice weather it seems like I should be outside. I’d even be happy driving a delivery truck or something, like the UPS guys that run around in shorts and drive with the doors open.

Several years ago I worked in an office where we could wear shorts. I miss those days. I often went barefoot in my office back then. It was a liberating feeling and I like being barefoot best. Here I am wearing jeans and sneakers and it feels like a bit much.

If it isn’t too hot when I get home it might be appropriate to go for a walk or a bike ride tonight. Perhaps that will help with the fidgety feelings I’m having today.

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Stormy Weather.

The wild weather we experienced in Denver on vacation has really sparked my storm chasing tendencies again. Mother Nature is being most cooperative with this. Severe weather alerts are already in place for the drive home tonight. It seemed appropriate that I should dig the portable weather radio out so that it would be ready in the new Jeep.


On the whole this isn’t a bad Monday. Perhaps the excitement of wild weather is tempering my attitude and distracting me from boredom, but I still feel well rested and I continue to have a smile.

I always find it startling when I notice how reflective an iPad display is.


I wonder if staring at myself while I work on this is causing eye fatigue.

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Success.

So we are back from our trip to Denver. We arrived home around midnight last night. My luggage decided that it wanted to do a little more traveling, so it headed to Houston when we headed to Newark. Rumor has it that the luggage arrived in Syracuse this afternoon. We’ll have to see if it can hail a courier to get it out here to the house.

I was just mentioning to Earl that I feel amazingly relaxed and refreshed after this trip. Honestly, the trip was more relaxing than I expected it to be. This is a good thing. It cleared up my outlook on life a little bit.

Since my birthday was on Wednesday, I let everyone else decide the agenda for the day. We ended up going to the Downtown Aquarium in Denver. It wasn’t as large as anticipated but it was most enjoyable.

There were a few unruly kids around, but for the most part everyone was well behaved.

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I always find it a little creepy when the restaurant at the aquarium serves fish but I suppose they get it from somewhere else. It’d be weird to dip into the tanks and grab something. Especially one of the mermaids or something.

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After the aquarium we went to Dave and Buster’s for some afternoon fun in the arcade since it was nearly 95F outside. We scored many points to be added to the family card. I think we have our eyes on a PacMan arcade game for the house.

Everyone wanted to take a short nap so I decided to go for a walk, since it was a beautiful day. I got about a mile from the hotel when it started raining. I took refuge in the entrance of a supermarket called “King Soopers”.

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My birthday dinner was on the 16th Street Mall in Downtown Denver at a restaurant called, appropriately, Earl’s. Excellent food, excellent service and excellent company. Highly recommended.

Thursday we went to Cheyenne to visit our friends Tim and Gordon. We hadn’t seen them in about six years and it was the first time Jamie and Scott met them. It was a great visit, though I didn’t take one picture. I don’t know why. I guess we were too busy catching up. They are going to visit us soon – they’ve haven’t been in this neck of the woods yet.

Friday we did some touring around Red Rocks Park.

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Friday evening I went on a little hike on my own at Green Mountain. I ended up hiking about five miles. It was a good way to relax and bring the last evening of the vacation to a close.

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Just starting the hike, I took a picture of Downtown Denver in the distance.

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As per the daily tradition, Mother Nature gave us another light show on Friday night, just to keep it interesting.

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All in all an excellent vacation. I have said before that I prefer the attitude of folks west of the Mississippi and this vacation was no difference. Upstate New York, especially the eastern side of the state, has a hell of a lot of cranky people. Hopefully, I brought a big helping of hospitality back with me so I can spread it around a little bit.

 

Perform This Way.

Now this is the way the song should have been performed.

And I think that he looks a bit like Jane Krakowski!

Here’s Weird Al with “Perform This Way”.

DEN.

We are currently sitting at Denver International Airport awaiting our flight. We should start boarding in about 35 minutes. The plane is already here.

It has been a fantastic vacation but I am ready for the excitement of home. I have a ton of pictures to upload and a really long blog entry to write, but I am going to wait until tomorrow to do that so I can do it from the comfort of a real laptop.

Some quick discoveries during this trip:
– I love my family
– Friends rock
– The iPad is not completely suitable as the lone computing device for a nine day trip
– I am geared for living on the left side of the Mississippi. Folks are too damn cranky in the Northeast.
– I am the luckiest man in the world to have the life I have.

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Location:Service Rd,Denver,United States

43.

It was in early September 1973 that the big yellow school bus stopped for the first time in front of the little mobile home surrounded by cow and horse pastures. Mom had walked with me out to the road, my sister Jennifer trailed along, her chance to get on the bus was still a couple of years away. My grandmother waved from the bedroom window in the house next door.

I walked up the stairs and made my way down to the first emergency exit row on the right, where my cousin once removed, Jill, motioned for me to sit. I was sitting across the row from my two other cousins once removed, Amy and Ann. Though my five year old brain was not quite grasping the concept, I was beginning a new chapter in life that first day of school. I was excited.

I mention it here because of the bus. My mind makes these odd connections. It was bus 43.

I turned 43 years old today.

Now that when asked my age I will respond with “I’m 43” for the next year, I feel like I’m in one of the best places I have ever been in my life. 43. It’s a good number. It’s the number of the first bus I rode, it’s the exit number for Kellogg Hill off of Interstate 81, which is where you can get off to see Talcott Falls, the falls I highlighted in a photo a couple of years ago. It’s an age I can easily remember my parents being and they seemed happy.

I know I’m happy. My life is good and in a multitude of ways, it feels like it’s just begun. I am surrounded by an immense amount of love.

And that rocks.


This photo was taken in 1978 at the local airport, undoubtedly on a Sunday afternoon during pilot lessons. Making sure I didn’t fall off the picnic table was a woman named LaVinia. We called her Vinnie. My mom made the cake and I’m sure it was delicious.

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