So, my phone is a geek detector. Yesterday, in my second day at the office after 6 months in the field, it rang, and one of my coworkers laughed and said, "That is a cool ringtone."
Being who I am, I have personalized the sounds of the phone, and so each one is a little slice of geekdom. Jennifer got to enjoying my sounds so much that she asked me to find a way to personalize her phone. It was a little harder as she has an Droid, but hers are all various sounds from R2-D2 with her ringtone being the award ceremony music from the end of "Star Wars - A New Hope". My ringtone is the "conversation" between the technician and the alien spaceship from "Close Encounters of the Third Kind".
It gets lots of good reactions. Geeky phone techs love it when it rings. A friend who has an apparently very geeky brother laughs and wants us to meet.
I'll have to test him on the rest of the sounds.
My incoming text sound is the wrist-com sound effect from "Babylon 5". My missed call/voice-mail is the message waiting sound from "Babylon 5". The rest are from the game "Portal" where I use button sounds for sending and receiving emails, and the bouncy sound for calendar reminders.
For "Portal" to be such a popular game, I'm surprised I don't get more comments on the sounds.
Still, when people do hear it, and look up with a start, I can look them in the eye and smile.
Gotcha, geek.
BTW, Mom and Dad, your ringtone is the Turret Serenade from "Portal 2". Just because I like the sound of it.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Sunday, February 24, 2013
WTF! - Shirts
I have two pairs of WTF jeans. I've written about them once before. Last year I got v2.0. Below are pictures of the front and back of the two versions.
Today I got an email that WTF is doing shirts. They're running an Indiegogo campaign to raise money for it.
When i signed up they were at $500 of $4,000, so 1/8 of the way there. I'm hopeful.
Today I got an email that WTF is doing shirts. They're running an Indiegogo campaign to raise money for it.
When i signed up they were at $500 of $4,000, so 1/8 of the way there. I'm hopeful.
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Joy Returns to the Bay Area
I got the news today that except for one task that is dependent on warm weather, we are done in Santa Cruz, and I will be back in the office on Monday. We're letting one of the junior scientists stay on site for next week, and I will get to be home.
Allowing for the week I took of vacation this will have been 5 1/2 months working in Santa Cruz.
I'll probably be coming down for some other work in a month or so, but it shouldn't take longer than a week to perform.
YAY! I'm coming home!
Allowing for the week I took of vacation this will have been 5 1/2 months working in Santa Cruz.
I'll probably be coming down for some other work in a month or so, but it shouldn't take longer than a week to perform.
YAY! I'm coming home!
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Outlet of Creativity
So when I made my decision to not buy any new comics, I was obviously left with a little void in my life.
Over Christmas, Jennifer and I talked a little over what I could do to fill that in. Over a day's time, the time isn't that much; we though maybe half an hour's time. So I thought to keep it in a similar vein, I should try to do something creative for that block of time.
Delineating that block of has been the next difficult step. I've tried to write here more, but that hasn't been happening as much as I'd like.
A decided boost has been the fact that I've taken the reins of the fantasy role-playing game for the near future. we're presently in one of my countries, and eventually we'll be on a sailing ship where despite everyone's fears, we'll be traveling to yet another of my countries. Then assuming the world doesn't end (no really, if the heroes fail the world will end for "Evil Shall Be Unleashed." Oops.), we'll take a quick jaunt to the island of the Sea Elves, and after finally after a short hop to the mainland John will take over again.
So since the first weekend of January, little slices of my day have been taken up with everything that goes on in-between the adventures. Exploring the city they are in. Making plans. Buying things. And just playing some of the little motivational sides of the characters that come out so much better in writing than in person.
Some, but not all.
So I'm fielding and returning emails from up to four people. I could be filling in information for a conversation with the NPCs where all of the player characters are present. Or perhaps they have... split the party (that's an inside joke for a small group, and not very helpful to people like Mom. Mom and family: go here and here.). When they split up, that means, I've got multiple areas of a city, or keep, or an event to describe.
Additional outlets have been map making. I've tried several times to use computer programs, but I'm never as happy with them as I am with my own pen and paper creations. I like to use my geology knowledge to shape the coastlines (and yes it's true, fjords are not really equatorial enough.), and lately I'm been mapping cities. What's been fun is to give each city it's own personality.
Try to imagine the organicness of some cities versus those that maybe were "planned". Perhaps there are sweeping roads, or perhaps the city grew up around a keep. Or maybe the city just has that fractal feeling where each block gets cut just a little smaller with an inverted shape of the larger streets.
Over Christmas, Jennifer and I talked a little over what I could do to fill that in. Over a day's time, the time isn't that much; we though maybe half an hour's time. So I thought to keep it in a similar vein, I should try to do something creative for that block of time.
Delineating that block of has been the next difficult step. I've tried to write here more, but that hasn't been happening as much as I'd like.
A decided boost has been the fact that I've taken the reins of the fantasy role-playing game for the near future. we're presently in one of my countries, and eventually we'll be on a sailing ship where despite everyone's fears, we'll be traveling to yet another of my countries. Then assuming the world doesn't end (no really, if the heroes fail the world will end for "Evil Shall Be Unleashed." Oops.), we'll take a quick jaunt to the island of the Sea Elves, and after finally after a short hop to the mainland John will take over again.
So since the first weekend of January, little slices of my day have been taken up with everything that goes on in-between the adventures. Exploring the city they are in. Making plans. Buying things. And just playing some of the little motivational sides of the characters that come out so much better in writing than in person.
Some, but not all.
So I'm fielding and returning emails from up to four people. I could be filling in information for a conversation with the NPCs where all of the player characters are present. Or perhaps they have... split the party (that's an inside joke for a small group, and not very helpful to people like Mom. Mom and family: go here and here.). When they split up, that means, I've got multiple areas of a city, or keep, or an event to describe.
Additional outlets have been map making. I've tried several times to use computer programs, but I'm never as happy with them as I am with my own pen and paper creations. I like to use my geology knowledge to shape the coastlines (and yes it's true, fjords are not really equatorial enough.), and lately I'm been mapping cities. What's been fun is to give each city it's own personality.
Try to imagine the organicness of some cities versus those that maybe were "planned". Perhaps there are sweeping roads, or perhaps the city grew up around a keep. Or maybe the city just has that fractal feeling where each block gets cut just a little smaller with an inverted shape of the larger streets.
Tuesday, February 05, 2013
- a **CHOKE!** Addendum
So I guess the question is, "Why?"
I think it's that we all can relate to the relief when suddenly there are people in our corner.
We know what it's like when something drives a wedge between us and the person we care about most.
We want to think that if we could, we would help someone out who just needs that little boost to achieve something so much greater.
I think it's that we all can relate to the relief when suddenly there are people in our corner.
We know what it's like when something drives a wedge between us and the person we care about most.
We want to think that if we could, we would help someone out who just needs that little boost to achieve something so much greater.
Monday, February 04, 2013
**Choke!**
I will admit right from the start that I am a sucker for things that are meant to tug on my heart-strings.
Beat Superman to a pulp, and have him look up bloodied and beaten to lock eyes with Lois before he gets back to his feet, and I'll choke up.
Do anything to break the relationship between Lilo and Stitch, I'll probably tear up.
Have the common man stand up and take the side of the super-hero, helping him in some way be it big or small to get to his goal, and there will be a lump in my throat.
Even when I see it coming from half an hour into the movie and know the moment won't occur for another hour, it will still overwhelm me.
Of course, this is why I don't watch shows about dogs. Benji (not my dog from school years, but the movie dog) is the only dog to live through his own movie. Milo and Otis doesn't count; that's a buddy movie.
Obviously it doesn't matter whether or not it's live action or animation. Apparently, I'm an easy mark for that sort of thing.
That said, I have to say that I enjoyed watching the new "Amazing Spider-Man". I don't know if I could have handled the web-slinging and -swinging on the big screen. The little I know of the Spider-Man mythos informed me beforehand how some things would turn out, but overall it was an entertaining evening to watch.
But who gets chocked up over a bunch of construction workers lining up a series of cranes?
Yeah... this guy.
Beat Superman to a pulp, and have him look up bloodied and beaten to lock eyes with Lois before he gets back to his feet, and I'll choke up.
Do anything to break the relationship between Lilo and Stitch, I'll probably tear up.
Have the common man stand up and take the side of the super-hero, helping him in some way be it big or small to get to his goal, and there will be a lump in my throat.
Even when I see it coming from half an hour into the movie and know the moment won't occur for another hour, it will still overwhelm me.
Of course, this is why I don't watch shows about dogs. Benji (not my dog from school years, but the movie dog) is the only dog to live through his own movie. Milo and Otis doesn't count; that's a buddy movie.
Obviously it doesn't matter whether or not it's live action or animation. Apparently, I'm an easy mark for that sort of thing.
That said, I have to say that I enjoyed watching the new "Amazing Spider-Man". I don't know if I could have handled the web-slinging and -swinging on the big screen. The little I know of the Spider-Man mythos informed me beforehand how some things would turn out, but overall it was an entertaining evening to watch.
But who gets chocked up over a bunch of construction workers lining up a series of cranes?
Yeah... this guy.
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Cinematic Connections
This past weekend, Jennifer and I were looking for something different to watch and came across the channel HDNet Movies. It’s one of the few non-pay channels that doesn’t have commercials.
The movie that was on was Thoroughly Modern Millie, and semi-musical comedy set in the 1920s. It was full of stars with Julie Andrews looking like she does and Mary Tyler Moore looking gorgeous as she does. Carol Channing does her thing, and I actually recognized a song she sang from when my parents and we saw Carol Channing at the Palace of Fine Arts in San Francisco.
One of the subplots behind the romance-seekign of Julie Andrews as the title character is a Chinese run white-slavery ring being run out of a hotel for single women. The hotel manager and her two henchmen drug women with no family connections (basically those who won’t be missed) and ship them off to a brothel in a nearby Chinatown.
The mind-blowing thing for me was to find at the end of movie during the credits that the two men listed only as Oriental #1 and Oriental #2 were Jack Soo (best known as Nick Yemena from “Barney Miller”) and Pat Morita (who’s been in a TV show and a movie or two). And we never recognized them during the entire 3-hour movie
The movie that was on was Thoroughly Modern Millie, and semi-musical comedy set in the 1920s. It was full of stars with Julie Andrews looking like she does and Mary Tyler Moore looking gorgeous as she does. Carol Channing does her thing, and I actually recognized a song she sang from when my parents and we saw Carol Channing at the Palace of Fine Arts in San Francisco.
One of the subplots behind the romance-seekign of Julie Andrews as the title character is a Chinese run white-slavery ring being run out of a hotel for single women. The hotel manager and her two henchmen drug women with no family connections (basically those who won’t be missed) and ship them off to a brothel in a nearby Chinatown.
The mind-blowing thing for me was to find at the end of movie during the credits that the two men listed only as Oriental #1 and Oriental #2 were Jack Soo (best known as Nick Yemena from “Barney Miller”) and Pat Morita (who’s been in a TV show and a movie or two). And we never recognized them during the entire 3-hour movie
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Fifteen Years
Fifteen years ago, yesterday, I took a woman on a picnic.
It was a brave endeavor as it had been raining every day since the rainy season began. And as it turned out it would for almost every day through the month of February. But January 25, 1998 turned out to be a beautiful sunny day with big fluffy clouds all around the San Francisco Bay Area.
I took her on a visual tour of the city. On the way in, we stopped at Treasure Island to admire the view. We also went around to the Palace of the Legion of Honor, and up to Twin Peaks. Then we headed down to Golden Gate Park and enjoyed what I had prepared: shrimp cocktails, pork tenderloin with rolls, and Grand Marnier chocolate mousse. While we ate, we admired the tiny daisies growing in patches around the lawn of the park, and we were visited by a gopher who would stick its head out to watch us, and then hide when we looked at him.
After eating, we went to the Cannery, and walked around for a bit. Then we headed back to my parents' house, with a stop at Treasure Island again to see the city all lit up for the night.
The next day, we watched the Super Bowl eating salmon with dill sauce, and before she left to go home, we had our first kiss.
Yesterday, we were in the city again, this time for a dentist appointment. We parked in our usual spot behind Kennedy's, and walked hand in hand up Columbus to Washington Square Park. Afterwards, we had a mid-afternoon meal at Burger Meister. Then we drove home.
I still have a picture of that woman from that day on my desk at work.
It was a brave endeavor as it had been raining every day since the rainy season began. And as it turned out it would for almost every day through the month of February. But January 25, 1998 turned out to be a beautiful sunny day with big fluffy clouds all around the San Francisco Bay Area.
I took her on a visual tour of the city. On the way in, we stopped at Treasure Island to admire the view. We also went around to the Palace of the Legion of Honor, and up to Twin Peaks. Then we headed down to Golden Gate Park and enjoyed what I had prepared: shrimp cocktails, pork tenderloin with rolls, and Grand Marnier chocolate mousse. While we ate, we admired the tiny daisies growing in patches around the lawn of the park, and we were visited by a gopher who would stick its head out to watch us, and then hide when we looked at him.
After eating, we went to the Cannery, and walked around for a bit. Then we headed back to my parents' house, with a stop at Treasure Island again to see the city all lit up for the night.
The next day, we watched the Super Bowl eating salmon with dill sauce, and before she left to go home, we had our first kiss.
Yesterday, we were in the city again, this time for a dentist appointment. We parked in our usual spot behind Kennedy's, and walked hand in hand up Columbus to Washington Square Park. Afterwards, we had a mid-afternoon meal at Burger Meister. Then we drove home.
I still have a picture of that woman from that day on my desk at work.
Monday, January 21, 2013
Violence Inherent in the System
Of the past five movies that I’ve been to see in the theatre, I expected three to be violent.
Yes, “The Hobbit” was violent, but that was CG fantasy stuff.
“Skyfall” while violent, was nowhere near as extreme as the first two.
“7 Psychopaths” was more violent than I expected, but it was placed more to be surprising. The violence itself was not too extreme.
“Gangster Squad” was no nearly as violent as I anticipated, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. The violence comes at the very beginning, and the rest is very typical movie style stuff: gunplay and fisticuffs.
“Django Unchained” was a gory splatter-fest that I almost couldn't handle. But as many have said, it’s just too long. The desire for it to be over just compounds with the length of the movie and the over-the-top violence.
But then what am I looking forward to seeing next? “A Good Day to Die Hard”.
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Little Things
Over the past few months, I've been trying to memorize the periodic table of the elements.
Yes, really.
It's not for any real reason, I just thought I'd pickup a personal challenge. And it's certainly not been easy.
I've been working through it learning one lien at a time, and I've gotten stuck.
Now I'm good through Argon (18), that's three lines. But to complete the next line I have to double the elements that I can recite.
So, I'm working on it, but we'll see.
I do have an urge to learn the etymologies of the element names now though.
Yes, really.
It's not for any real reason, I just thought I'd pickup a personal challenge. And it's certainly not been easy.
I've been working through it learning one lien at a time, and I've gotten stuck.
Now I'm good through Argon (18), that's three lines. But to complete the next line I have to double the elements that I can recite.
So, I'm working on it, but we'll see.
I do have an urge to learn the etymologies of the element names now though.
Friday, January 04, 2013
Books I Read in 2012
So looking back at 2012, I apparently made some time to read. I read 58 books in a year which makes me feel pretty good when I add it to the things I read online, not all of which are comics and jokes.
I did recently start the original Dune by Frank Herbert, and am presently halfway through. I've been enjoying revisiting the whole arc of the Dune series, and was surprised at the writing style of Dune after not having read it for a couple decades. I've been criticizing the prequels for jumping around in characters' heads from paragraph to paragraph, but Frank does it as much as his son and Kevin Anderson do. SO I guess they are following his style more closely than I thought.
So last year, I read the following books:
A Blink of the Screen - Terry Pratchett - *****
I did recently start the original Dune by Frank Herbert, and am presently halfway through. I've been enjoying revisiting the whole arc of the Dune series, and was surprised at the writing style of Dune after not having read it for a couple decades. I've been criticizing the prequels for jumping around in characters' heads from paragraph to paragraph, but Frank does it as much as his son and Kevin Anderson do. SO I guess they are following his style more closely than I thought.
So last year, I read the following books:
A Blink of the Screen - Terry Pratchett - *****
BTW, this is post 1,000, so I've got that going for me as well.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Computer Learning Curve
So Wednesday night, I was doing some basic computer maintenance updating my drivers. I installed one update that didn't work, and then did a second one that required a reboot.
And my laptop hung on the reboot, and I got an error message asking for a start-up repair disc. I will now be keeping one in the laptop bag, because I did not have one. I had to wait until I got home this weekend to create a disc from Jennifer's computer (I couldn't find one I had created previously). The repair disc wasn't able to perform the repair, and my only option was to reformat and reinstall.
The bad news is that I haven’t been able to do a backup lately. Things just haven’t been working well. So I was a little troubled.
I borrowed Jennifer’s computer, and dove into finding a Linux boot CD/DVD with a file system program so that I could move my documents to a jump drive. I got better than I had hoped for with Knoppix. It had a pretty easy to use GUI, and got me connected to my wireless network. I was able to move my user files to my NAS, and then do the reformat and reinstall thing.
My spare time this week is going to be getting rid of the junkware that came with the computer originally, and getting all of my settings back the way I liked them.
But the point is, I have all of my files to do that.
And my laptop hung on the reboot, and I got an error message asking for a start-up repair disc. I will now be keeping one in the laptop bag, because I did not have one. I had to wait until I got home this weekend to create a disc from Jennifer's computer (I couldn't find one I had created previously). The repair disc wasn't able to perform the repair, and my only option was to reformat and reinstall.
The bad news is that I haven’t been able to do a backup lately. Things just haven’t been working well. So I was a little troubled.
I borrowed Jennifer’s computer, and dove into finding a Linux boot CD/DVD with a file system program so that I could move my documents to a jump drive. I got better than I had hoped for with Knoppix. It had a pretty easy to use GUI, and got me connected to my wireless network. I was able to move my user files to my NAS, and then do the reformat and reinstall thing.
My spare time this week is going to be getting rid of the junkware that came with the computer originally, and getting all of my settings back the way I liked them.
But the point is, I have all of my files to do that.
Wednesday, December 05, 2012
Why?
John's posted about the vagaries of global interest in his blog a couple times (I don't know the specific post).
And I've looked at my stats occasionally.
But I just have to ask: Why is this post on my birthday last year so popular? Just to set a benchmark, it is presently at 535 hits.
The next closest is one from a chain of blogs for scientists to talk about their blogs and their take on science in science fiction. It got cross linked for the chain, but I can't figure out why one that just talks abotu my birthday gets so much interest.
Is it the picture of maple syrup served in a shot glass?
Is it the link to the Anchor Steam bicycle jersey?
Or is it the picture of Jennifer's bike with petunias in the front basket?
Please tell me, because I'd like to know. Maybe I can duplicate the interest. Any maybe I could break into double digits of followers.
And I've looked at my stats occasionally.
But I just have to ask: Why is this post on my birthday last year so popular? Just to set a benchmark, it is presently at 535 hits.
The next closest is one from a chain of blogs for scientists to talk about their blogs and their take on science in science fiction. It got cross linked for the chain, but I can't figure out why one that just talks abotu my birthday gets so much interest.
Is it the picture of maple syrup served in a shot glass?
Is it the link to the Anchor Steam bicycle jersey?
Or is it the picture of Jennifer's bike with petunias in the front basket?
Please tell me, because I'd like to know. Maybe I can duplicate the interest. Any maybe I could break into double digits of followers.
Tuesday, December 04, 2012
New Layout
I found a new layout.
This one isn't quite so crowded, and I kind of like the sidebar.
Let me know if there are any readability issues.
This one isn't quite so crowded, and I kind of like the sidebar.
Let me know if there are any readability issues.
Wisdom
I collect things.
I used to collect comics. I still have my collection, but it now no longer grows every week.
I used to collect unicorns, patches, hats, and at one time seedpods. On my computer, I have two collections I keep in Word documents.
One is my collection of jokes. I used to subscribe to many different mailing lists of jokes. I also subscribe to Bizarre News. I use to distill the news, taking out all the ads, and spread it around to my friends and family. I eventually ran out of free time to do that, and also eventually whittled away my jokes emails to nothing. Now I just add to my jokes when I come across a new one.
My other collection is one that is simply titled “Wisdom.” It is a long list of quotes that I have found to be true, funny, and/or enlightening. Every now and then I come across a new quote that hits me just right, and I add it to the list. I try to attribute where I can, so that when I share them others can know where I found them.
I've cobbled this list from books, comedians, message boards, television, moves, friends, and family.
My latest addition is from Stephen Fry: This is the point. One technology doesn’t replace another, it complements. Books are no more threatened by Kindle than stairs by elevators.
Then there is this one I just came across in the list today from Scott Adams: The only time women are not attracted to intelligent men is when they have the option of a good looking guy who is dumber than pants on fish.
And because I do actually add quotes from my friends, this one is from John: Welcome to R’lyeh Spaceport. Please pick up your bags as they emerge from fifth-dimensional space. Please do not stand near any ninety-degree angles. Please avoid any sentient colours. Please do not make religious offerings until you have exited the premises. Thank you and fhtagn.
He related this one to me when a coworker said: If I say “You’re welcome,” that’s not a binding contract involving my soul in any way, is it?
And one from another friend: Everyone’s “fifteen minutes of fame” is turning into everyone’s reality show slo-mo farewell montage.
I used to collect comics. I still have my collection, but it now no longer grows every week.
I used to collect unicorns, patches, hats, and at one time seedpods. On my computer, I have two collections I keep in Word documents.
One is my collection of jokes. I used to subscribe to many different mailing lists of jokes. I also subscribe to Bizarre News. I use to distill the news, taking out all the ads, and spread it around to my friends and family. I eventually ran out of free time to do that, and also eventually whittled away my jokes emails to nothing. Now I just add to my jokes when I come across a new one.
My other collection is one that is simply titled “Wisdom.” It is a long list of quotes that I have found to be true, funny, and/or enlightening. Every now and then I come across a new quote that hits me just right, and I add it to the list. I try to attribute where I can, so that when I share them others can know where I found them.
I've cobbled this list from books, comedians, message boards, television, moves, friends, and family.
My latest addition is from Stephen Fry: This is the point. One technology doesn’t replace another, it complements. Books are no more threatened by Kindle than stairs by elevators.
Then there is this one I just came across in the list today from Scott Adams: The only time women are not attracted to intelligent men is when they have the option of a good looking guy who is dumber than pants on fish.
And because I do actually add quotes from my friends, this one is from John: Welcome to R’lyeh Spaceport. Please pick up your bags as they emerge from fifth-dimensional space. Please do not stand near any ninety-degree angles. Please avoid any sentient colours. Please do not make religious offerings until you have exited the premises. Thank you and fhtagn.
He related this one to me when a coworker said: If I say “You’re welcome,” that’s not a binding contract involving my soul in any way, is it?
And one from another friend: Everyone’s “fifteen minutes of fame” is turning into everyone’s reality show slo-mo farewell montage.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Trust
Usually I follow Weather.com for my forecasts.
I’ve been following the Weather Channel since it was just 24 hours of Doppler radar. On a rainy day, Dad and I could site forever, just watching the sweep of the radar change the precipitation pattern. And if there was a tornado watch in affect? We were rapt looking for that hook echo.
I’ve got the Weather.com app on my phone and have a couple bookmarks for my browser.
But today I get up in Santa Cruz, and I hear rain on the bathroom skylight. I look out the window and I see rain. What does Weather.com say? It’s cloudy. Cloudy until 8 this morning with the dun coming out later.
So I pull up the back-up, Wunderground.com. Weather Underground says that it’s likely to rain until 3 PM today. Now, yes, I’m pulling for rain because I can go home sooner, but still… How do you get such discrepancies?
We also have a meteorologist working for PG&E who gives us periodic forecasts so that we can be prepared for days like today.
I have an acquaintance who is a meteorologist. I met him when I bought a DSLR camera from him. Later, I bought a tripod. He get interviewed often by the Bay Area news shows. I respect that there is a lot that goes into being a certified meteorologist as opposed to a weather girl in a tight top and skirt. We all just wish we could be wrong as often as some forecasters are.
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Asymptocity
Okay, so I never was really racing to post things, but lately I’ve certainly decelerated.
It’s been hard with the extreme routine of life for the past twelve weeks to come up with something new to post.
I’m still working my way through the Dune series. I have to admit I’m excited that the next book will be back in the original series, but I’ll be taking another break in the stride to read Terry Pratchett’s new one (Dodger).
I have watched a few movies lately. “Men in Black 3” was a fun, tight little time travel movie. “Apollo 18” was so so. “The Dictator” was a typical Sascha Baren Cohen movie. “Seven Psychopaths” was a whole lot of fun.
This weekend, it sounds like I’m probably going to see “Skyfall” and we’ve got tickets for 12/14 to see ‘The Hobbit”.
Friday, November 16, 2012
Clever, You're Not
This post goes out to all if the DJs who think it is the height of comedy to play "Here Comes the Rain Again" by the Eurhythmics.
It isn't, and we're tired of it.
Just stop.
It isn't, and we're tired of it.
Just stop.
Saturday, November 03, 2012
Wheels
Today I went for a bike ride. I fear one of the last for a while unless the weather is nice on the weekends. Sure I’ll keep riding between work and the hotel, but with the time change tonight, it’s going to be too dark in the evenings to go for a long ride in Santa Cruz.
I managed to get to the Natural Bridges Park twice, and that was cool. Today, back at home, I made it to Costco and back in exactly an hour. I was a great ride with minimal wind, and perfect temperature.
On my way back home, I started thinking of my past pedal powered vehicles.
I never had a Big Wheel, but I did have a little red tricycle. I can remember riding around the subdivision with my parents. they still talk about how I would pedal hard to keep up with them.
Then, when it was time for something better (with training wheels), I got a yellow Schwinn. I believe it looked something like this. Except mine was yellow.
Then, for 1976 and the bicentennial, Schwinn made a special Spirit of ‘76 version of the Stingray.
Then for my 10th birthday, I got a Raleigh Rapide 10-Speed. I had that bike until I went to college. And it got stolen the first week.
That year for Christmas I got a Peugeot. (Yes, Papaw, a Poopy-Joe). I had that one for several years until it got stolen as well.
Then dad gave me his old bike, and I rode it a little, but I never really took the time.
Then Jennifer met the owner of Citizen Chain, and got her red bike (later stolen). A few months later (with my some of my severance money from ETIC), we bought me my bike. It got stolen once, but I took it back, as you’ll remember. And now, it will probably be the bike I’ll have for a long time.
Unless of course, I decide to have the guys at Citizen Chain make me up a bike special.
I managed to get to the Natural Bridges Park twice, and that was cool. Today, back at home, I made it to Costco and back in exactly an hour. I was a great ride with minimal wind, and perfect temperature.
On my way back home, I started thinking of my past pedal powered vehicles.
I never had a Big Wheel, but I did have a little red tricycle. I can remember riding around the subdivision with my parents. they still talk about how I would pedal hard to keep up with them.
Then, when it was time for something better (with training wheels), I got a yellow Schwinn. I believe it looked something like this. Except mine was yellow.
Then, for 1976 and the bicentennial, Schwinn made a special Spirit of ‘76 version of the Stingray.
Then for my 10th birthday, I got a Raleigh Rapide 10-Speed. I had that bike until I went to college. And it got stolen the first week.
That year for Christmas I got a Peugeot. (Yes, Papaw, a Poopy-Joe). I had that one for several years until it got stolen as well.
Then dad gave me his old bike, and I rode it a little, but I never really took the time.
Then Jennifer met the owner of Citizen Chain, and got her red bike (later stolen). A few months later (with my some of my severance money from ETIC), we bought me my bike. It got stolen once, but I took it back, as you’ll remember. And now, it will probably be the bike I’ll have for a long time.
Unless of course, I decide to have the guys at Citizen Chain make me up a bike special.
Friday, November 02, 2012
Good Eye, Bad Eye
Have you ever had one of those mornings when the thoughts going through your head while putting in your contacts could be used in a spy or police interrogation?
If you relax this won't go so hard on you.
Don't fight it; we'll just have to start over.
Are you trying to be difficult?
See, now wasn't that easy?
If you relax this won't go so hard on you.
Don't fight it; we'll just have to start over.
Are you trying to be difficult?
See, now wasn't that easy?
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