2010-03-30

Life in the Garden Part 36: Winter Survivors

We had a mild winter this year which gives me a head start on the garden.  After the 2008-2009 winter I expected to have a lot fewer green things still alive. Many of them look like they've been through the winter, but I was able to harvest them throughout the season.



Thyme and lavender survived in a big pot.  The basil didn't, but that's no surprise.


Here's how the same pot looked in July.


And here it is in August.





My Elijah Blue decorative grass (Festuca glauca) did fairly well.  I picked it up at the WA Arboretum plant sale last April. 

I did pretty well in the cold frame over winter:



Here's how it looked in May:

I quite pleased with how well the Hardy Jasmine plant did.



Here it is from May.


My rosemary plant had a rougher time, but not directly from the Winter.  The problem was I put it in an Ikea selfwatering planter.  These are actually a pretty poor choice for a planter.  Most self-watering planters have an over flow feature so they can't get too full, but these do not.  As the rains came down, they filled the reservoir and continued to fill the pot.  The soil turned into a swamp.  Every now and then I went out there and turned the pot on its side to dump the excess water.

Amzingly, the rosemary survived, though it did give up most of its color.

Here it is today.



And here it is when I first put it out on the deck.


My outdoor strawberries had a rough time.  The indoor ones are still in good shape.  The outdoor ones didn't quite stay wet enough in the cold frame.

They were a little greener in May, but I think they'll get back there.  If not, I'm still planting more seeds.


My bamboo has done well.

Here it is in September 2008.



Here it is in February 2009.

Here it is in May 2009.

And here it is today.



So the Spring is off to a good start.  I've got new seeds planted, and I have some survivors from last year.  It may take a while before it gets back to this:

But it should be a fun project.

2010-03-29

"Still Alive" sung by a children's chior in Racine, WI

I found saw this in @MikeDrucker 's Twitter feed. It's just awesome. I only wish the video quality was better.

This is Jonathan Coulton's "Still Alive" which wrapped up the video game Portal.  You can see Coulton perform it here.


2010-03-28

No longer misleading the DMV

I just hit a goal that I didn't even know I had until about a week ago.
I just got my new driver's license in the mail, which was actually part of a wonderfully simple process.  The state sent me a note saying it was time to renew and that I could do it online.  I took the note on a trip to Phoenix, and from my hotel, found the site, checked that my info was correct, gave them my credit card number, and a week later, they sent me my new Driver's License.  It was so much better than trekking down the the Jamaica DMV in Queens in the late 80s.

But when I checked my license, I saw my weight was listed at 240.  "Huh," I thought.  "That's not too far off."

And as of tonight, I reach a new goal.  I now weigh what it says on my license.  My actual weight and my state reported weight haven't matched in, well, ever.



I know some people are horrified at the idea of posting their weight publicly.  It doesn't bother me too much because it's not like people I know in real life are under the illusion I'm skinny.  It's no "secret shame." It's pretty obvious that I'm a big guy.

I'm down about 15 pounds since 2009-10-31.  At my biggest I was up around 265 3-4 years ago.


For an number of reasons I decided to make some small changes this past fall.  For example, while I always fit entirely in my own coach seat, even on a regional jet, it wasn't always pleasant.  And if the person next to me spilled past their own seat, well, there was no room for error.

I've been losing at about 3 pounds a month, which isn't quick, but it is likely sustainable.  I'm doing it without major lifestyle changes, too.

When I'm at home, I spend about 60-90 minutes on the Wii Fit Plus. (See 5 Things I like about the Wii Fit Plus and 5 Thing I don't like about the Wii Fit Plus.)  That's actually how I started -- just using the Wii Fit Plus.  And it helped.  I attribute that fact that I'm accomplishing any of this completely to the Fit.

I started taking the stairs in my building whenever I'm not carrying too much stuff. I live on the 5th floor and can make it all the way up without being too winded. 

I've reduced my regular soda drinking.  Now I mainly drink diet soda, water, juice, wine, beer, or other items.  I still have the regular stuff from time to time, and am not jumping on the corn-syrup-is-evil bandwagon.  As with most things, moderation is key.

I really enjoy eating good food, and I'm not willing to give up the wonders of bacon and butter and meat.  It's just not going to happen.  What I can do is make sure that if I'm going to eat stuff that's bad for me, that I eat it because I am actually hungry or because I really want it.  Eating just because it's time to eat, or because something happens to be in front of me, is a bad idea.  The key here is to eat deliberately and intentionally.

A few years ago I switched to 2% Lattes.  I tried the Soy ones, but they were nasty (which is funny because I do enjoy things like Miso, Edemame, and even Tofu).  More recently, I switched primarily to Americanos and often drink my coffee black.  I'll explain the reasons for that switch in the coming weeks.

I try to walk more.  I live in a fantastic neighborhood and plan to explore it more this summer.

So it's been a lot of little things.  I'm not swearing off any food that's "bad" for me.  This biggest change is the hour+ on the Wii Fit and that's mainly come at the expense of some time wasting on the net.

Where do I go from here?

Well, in a couple months, the summer will be here and once again, I'll be hauling 7, 50 pound water jugs up the stairs and out to the roof most days, so I may pick up the pace there. 

I was hoping to make 235 by the end of the month, but that might be pushing it. Here are my target weights for the next 12 months.
  • 2010-05-15: 230
  • 2010-06-30: 225
  • 2010-09-30: 215
  • 2010-11-25: 210 (Thanksgiving)
  • 2010-12-31: 220 (Holiday food it too awesome to worry about it)
  • 2011-03-30: 199
Does anyone else have a weight at or below what it says on their license?

2010-03-25

The DEW Line of Rock and Roll: Brown M&Ms

The DEW Line was a system of RADAR installations in north Canada built by the US in the late-50s and operated by Canada.  It's purpose was to provide an early warning in the event the USSR launched a bomber attack on the US.

DEW Lines also have their place in large operations and projects such as Rock Concerts.   While they don't draw this analogy to military installations, Fast Company recently published and article about how to spot problems before they become big ones.  There are some interesting examples, but my favorite is the one about Van Halen.

In the hey-day of hair bands, Van Halen put on an incredible show.  It was filled with effects and required careful coordination of the band's crew and the arena's staff.

According to the article:

 Van Halen did dozens of shows every year, and at each venue, the band would show up with nine 18-wheelers full of gear. Because of the technical complexity, the band's standard contract with venues was thick and convoluted -- Roth, in his inimitable way, said in his autobiography that it read "like a version of the Chinese Yellow Pages." A typical "article" in the contract might say, "There will be 15 amperage voltage sockets at 20-foot spaces, evenly, providing 19 amperes."

Van Halen buried a special clause in the middle of the contract. It was called Article 126. It read, "There will be no brown M&Ms in the backstage area, upon pain of forfeiture of the show, with full compensation." So when Roth would arrive at a new venue, he'd walk backstage and glance at the M&M bowl. If he saw a brown M&M, he'd demand a line check of the entire production. "Guaranteed you're going to arrive at a technical error," he wrote. "They didn't read the contract.... Sometimes it would threaten to just destroy the whole show."

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A single brown M&M may not be an extensive cold weather RADAR purpose, but it would alert Roth that there were likely other problems -- that were more important than candy -- that needed to be addressed.

What are the brown M&Ms in your work?

2010-03-23

Logitiech FreePulse finally works for me

A few years ago, The GF took note of how annoyed I get with headphone cables.

I lived with them in 80s when I had my Walkman because that was all there was. Still, I went through several pair as I damaged one part of the wire or another.  Eventually my activities took me out of the Walkman world (I stopped listening to so many tapes that played slower and slower as the day wore on).

A couple years after moving into my current apartment building, I got tired of straining to hear the TV at three in the morning. Turning up the volume wasn't an option because some people have this crazy idea that 3:00 AM is sleeping time.  Damn sleepers making life inconvenient...

The solution was a set of wireless headphones.  I picked up a Panasonic set for about $100. They did a pretty good job until once again, my old nemesis, the wires, caused problems.

In 2006, I joined a cult when I got my iPod.  And yet once again I had to contend with headphone cables.  I really hate them.  They get tangled in my pockets.  They get caught on things.  The look messy.  And quite frankly I have none of the natural grace required to look like something besides a complete dork with them.  And I figured it was only a matter of time before I broke them.

This was one solution I found to the part of the problem.  Cool, huh?

So one year for Valentine's Day, The GF decided to surprise me with a set of Logitech FreePulse Wireless headphones for my iPod.  Since they run on Bluetooth, there is no cable to connect them to the MP3 Player which had the potential to be awesome.

They "work" with a transmitter.  The transmitter plugs into the headphone jack on an iPod and transmits the sound to the headphones.

But the headphone demons weren't done with me yet.  When I set the system up, it dropped out an entire class of sound in music.  Those frequency drops made music sound poor but made podcasts inaudible.  It simply didn't work right.

I contacted Logitech and they sent me a replacement.  Again, it didn't work.  I think it was the same problem.  The whole system had great promise, but Logitech seemed unable to execute on it.  I put my two defective sets in a box and drifted on to other projects.

That's where they stayed until this weekend.  I was cleaning up my office and stumbled across the parts.  Even though they didn't work, I couldn't bring myself to get rid of them.  Then I gave it some thought.  It seemed the transmitter part was the problem, so could the headphones be okay? After all, Bluetooth is an industry standard.  Of course, the iPod 60GB doesn't do Bluetooth.

But Droid does.

I plugged in the two headset and let them charge for a day.  The first one wouldn't power on for more than a few seconds, let alone pair with a Droid.  I held my breath while I ran through the setup on the other pair -- and it worked.  It paired right up with my Droid and began playing audio exactly as it should.

I rejoiced in my technological victory and gave it some more testing, and it still works.

Now I can download podcasts directly to my Droid.  The sound quality is fantastic.  It's much better than I expected.  I can even leave my phone in the center of my apartment and the headphones keep their link 20 feet away and even through walls.

So I am thrilled.  I resurrected something from my closet.  I get to use a very thoughtful gift. I can enjoy podcasts without carrying my iPod everywhere.  And I get now listen while I work out on the WiiFit (stop laughing) without nearly strangling myself with a cable.

And I feel just a little better about Logitech.

2010-03-21

Upcoming Travels

So far, this has been one of my busiest quarters in my current role.  In terms of travel, I mean.  There are two or three that might rival it over the past four years, but not much more than that.

I should have a chance to catch my breath in a couple of months. And how am I going to celebrate that?  By taking two weeks of vacation time.  And then...getting on another plane.

I'm actually flying someplace I've never been before simply for vacation.  I don't think I've done that since I was in high school.


The GF and I are heading to Tokyo for 9 days.

One of the great things about the trip is that we are doing it all on air miles and hotel points so we are getting to travel in a way I could never afford with cash. Two first class plane tickets cost 250,000 Alaska miles.  To pay cash for them would have cost $12,300. Each. The hotel is costing 460,000 Hilton points, which, again, beats spending cash.

Tokyo is someplace I've wanted to visit for some time, if for no other reason, to at least be there. We plan to each some fantastic food, browse some fascinating electronics, and just sort of swim in the exotic differnt-ness of being someplace else.

Neither of us speaks any Japanese (though Rosetta Stone may help me a little with that), so that will make it even more of an adventure.

We've got a big pile of tour books floating around, but here's where I could use your help.  What do you suggest we do in Tokyo?

By the way, if you can't fly to Tokyo, Google does offer driving directions here.  Pay particular attention to steps 8 and 23.

2010-03-17

Product Title Syntax

When I was in college, if I was feeling flush, I'd spring for some Tuna Helper.  Not only that, I'd buy the tuna, too.  And the milk.  I had the whole Daddy Warbucks thing going on some days.

Eventually I moved up to the Hamburger helper.  I still enjoy that tasty, fatty, sometimes gelatinous mass it turns to in the fridge.  But I've been wondering about the name.

You add hamburger to make Hamburger Helper.

You add chicken to make Chicken Helper.

You add tuna to make Tuna Helper.

It all makes sense, right?  Well then what do you add to make this?

2010-03-15

Frequent Flying


I rode the escalator up from the tram to the N-Concourse at SeaTac (SEA) on Sunday.  As I was riding up, I saw a familiar face riding down.  She looked at me, and then a look of recognition came across her face.  As she passed, in her dark blue uniform, at the end of her day hopscotching around the country, she smiled, and said, "You were on my flight. I kept your coffee filled." I smiled broadly and said yes, and we continued on to our destinations.

This was the second time in thirty days that an Alaska Airlines Flight Attendant recognized me from a prior flight.  The first time, it was on a flight to ORD. I slept the entire flight there.  Apparently, I made an impression, because when I flew back from ORD the next day an FA spotted me and mentioned it.

This time, a few more days has elapsed.  I flew to SEA with the escalator FA on Tuesday, and 5 days later she spotted me heading for my next plane.

I'm sure part of it has to do with my "uniform."  I tend the wear the same sweatshirt on every flight.  It's convenient and the sleeves me I don't have to actually touch any of my fellow passengers. Or maybe it's just the volume of flying I'm doing lately.  I think I've already been on about 35 flights this year.  It was bound to happen eventually. 

Still, it's pretty impressive that the FAs pay enough attention to remember a passenger a few days later, especially when that passenger doesn't actually cause any trouble. 

When they start to spot me on the street -- then I'll get worried. For now, it's nice to both see and be a familiar face.

2010-03-12

Fedex is too fast

I have a large box of demo equipment that travels almost as much as I do.  The only difference is that while I change planes in Chicago, my box changes planes in Memphis.  I (well, my company) has used Fedex for years and I have very few complaints or disappointing experiences with them.  The usually do what they say and adhere to policy.  And that's the problem I recently ran into.

I had a long trip coming up, which involved leaving on the March 1, and getting home on March 9. My last day to ship stuff was February 26. I needed to ship my box across the country to a coworker's hotel.  Unfortunately, he wasn't scheduled to arrive until March 9 or 10.  And while Fedex is pretty good about sending things quickly, they don't have a way to make that shipment take 12 days instead of 1.

I figured the best shot was to send it ground to the local Fedex facility so my colleague could pick it up there.  Sometimes that's easier (and more secure) that shipping it to a hotel.  I figured it would arrive right around the 8th.  The guy at the Fedex counter told me it would arrive on the 6th.  Damn them and their efficiencies.  But the 6th isn't too early, so I filled out a ground shipping form and addressed it appropriately.

Then the clerk explained that wouldn't work. When shipping express packages and having them held at a local Fedex facility, you simply put the recipient's name on the sheet along with the Fedex address. 

Ground doesn't work that way.  You can't ship something ground, and have it held at a local Fedex location.  Ground will only ship to the addressee and since my coworker does not work for Fedex, I couldn't ship it to him at Fedex.  Of course for a package that is now 3-4 days early, I can't really ship it to the hotel.

So I decide to ship in with the slowest express service.  The clerk explains that it will arrive at the local Fedex facility to be held there on the 3rd .  Which is fine, except they will only hold a package for 5 days.  After that they are supposed to contact the shipper for further instructions.  I asked about other options, and we tagged the boxes saying when they would be picked up.  The clerk at my local facility said he would see if he could delay the day my shipment would leave the facility (but he explained he couldn't commit to that), but it wasn't enough

My box went out on time and arrived on time.  And the 5-day hold passed on time, and then Fedex gave up on the hold and shipped it back to me.  Apparently it is waiting at my local depot -- again, on time.

So my colleague didn't get to use the equipment in his demo, which is frustrating, but not the end of the world. 

I don't blame Fedex to much.  The did exactly what they said they would.  The only mistake was that they were supposed to call the shipper (me) after the 5 days for further instructions, but they never did that.  If tey had, things might have worked out.  Instead, they called my colleague asking him to pick it up in a few hours or it was just going back.  Of course, he was on a flight at the time and didn't get the message until later.

While he was getting off his plane and getting into his rental car, that package was probably being loaded onto a plane at the exact same airport. 

I don't want to accuse FedEx of poor customer service here.  This was more of a case of a missed opportunity.  My request for slow delivery may have been a little unusual, but it was an opportunity for someone to go above and beyond. to help me out.  I would likely have even paid extra shipping if necessary;

Instead, we all just ended up frustrated and out some shipping fes.

But at least I learned a few more things about how FedEx works.  Who do you use when it absolutely, positively has to get there in a week and a half?

2010-03-09

Discount Aifare

Yesterday (Monday, 2010-03-08) Jetblue celebrated 10 years of flight by offering $10 fares to select locations.  You can read more about that here:

JetBlue is holding a one-day sale offering $10 fares between New York's JFK airport and the carrier's first 10 destinations in celebration of its 10th year of operation.

2010-03-06

Kid directing ground traffic at JFK


NEW YORK — As planes waited to take off from Kennedy Airport, the jargon-packed radio chatter between controllers and pilots was interrupted by a boy's voice: "JetBlue 171, cleared for takeoff."
An air traffic controller who brought his son to work let the youngster read a few routine messages to pilots — and brought in another child the next day — in an incident that amused pilots but not the Federal Aviation Administration (FAA).
Authorities suspended the controller and a supervisor Wednesday after a recording of the radio calls was posted on the Internet, then reported by a Boston television station.

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By this point you may have heard this story.  A controller brought his kid to work and let him read some radio calls to planes at JFK.  The recording got out on the 'net; the controller and his supervisor are suspended.  You can listen to the actual audio here.

And there is much outrage and gnashing of teeth over thousands of people who were nearly killed as a result. The problem with that view is that there wasn't any actual damage.

It's important to realize a few things here.

  1. The is grounds control at JFK.  Planes are slowing moving about the tarmac and are not in the air.
  2. It's clear that kid was being told EXACTLY what to say and he did it clearly.
  3. This was actually safer than a normal JFK afternoon.  The fresh voice on the radio and break in routine probably amused many of the pilots.  At the very least, it got them to pay more attention, which is a good thing.

Indefinite suspension is a little much for this incident.  The controller shouldn't have done it, though his actions seem to have caused no danger. Give him a verbal reprimand and be done with it. Let's hope this incident doesn't turn the kid off to airtravel careers in the future.

2010-03-03

Clients from Hell

I need someone that can take everything in here (client points to head with both hands), and put it on the internet.

-- Client speaking to a freelancer



Lately, this has become one of my daily stops on the Internet when I make my rounds to ensure the 'net is still funcitoning the way it should.

Clients from Hell  is a collection of short, funny anecdotes from graphic designers, web designers, application developers, and other freelancers where they tell their favorite stories of dealing with challenging customers.  There's usually only two or three new stories a day so it's easy to keep up on.

It's interesting in ways beyond a customers-sometimes-do-stupid-things way.  I'm often on the other side of the conversation, playing the role of the client.  What I find fascinating in the whole thing is that it demonstrates a few key facts.

  1. Designers are under appreciated.  While software has made it possible for anyone to throw up a quick website or toss together a logo, it still requires a professional to use that software to create something that's actually good.
  2. Customers don't speak the same language as designers.  On some of the stories, it struck me that the freelancer was at fault.  Customers are likely outsourcing this stuff because it is out of their realm of expertise, and the customers, in all likely hood don't know how to communicate what they want or need from the freelancer.  And some freelancers don't ask the right questions or have the patience for the answers the customers might give.
  3. A good contract is essential.  Given the way customers try to get out of paying, having clear terms is a critical issue that can prevent issues down the road.
  4. Some people are just plain wacky.

Check it out.  It's worth a visit. If you deal with the public, you'll recognize many of the people in the stories.  If instead, you are a client of these service providers, it may give you some ideas on how you can work more effectively with your service providers.

2010-03-01

Shatner-Palooza and Olympics

When I first heard Shatner was going to be part of the Olympic closing ceremony, I thought it just might be awesome. And the whole thing was. 

Perhaps I could have done with less of the Russian stuff, but then we might not have gotten people bouncing up and down in light up inflatable balls, and really, where else are you going to see that?

Then Shatner comes out and I hoped for a minute he might sing.  Instead he touts the noted Canadian erotic prowess in canoes, and the accompanying free splinter removal. In all Shatner made me feel more warm and fuzzy about Canada than Catherine O'hara did with her jokingly passive-agressive rant.

Michael J Fox was a nice way to wrap up the segment, with his touching claim on all the Olympic medals.

And then the whole thing went crazy.  Giant inflatable Mounties and beavers, card board hockey player, a stage made out of hat -- the parade of all things Canadian was bizarre and wonderful.  I expected the Space Shuttle's robotic arm to come out next.

I think If someone had hired me to put on a stage show that made a parody of , and mocked, Canada, this is exactly what I would do.

And yet -- the whole thing turned out to be just funny and awesome.  I really can't get snarky about it.

Let's face.  My friends to the north put on a heck of a show. 

2010-02-27

Paul and Storm and Jonathan Coulton and Molly Lews at the Moore

It was another excellent evening of the Geekery in Seattle tonight.  Jonathan Coulton came to the Moore again, and brought Paul and Storm and Molly Lewis with him.  I first saw them perform last year.

They did their classics (Opening Band, Nugget Man, Captain's Wife's Lament, It All Makes Sense in the End, Code Monkey, Ikea, Skull Crusher Mountain, RE: Your Brains, etc) but they also played other stuff.  It's great that even though last year's show was a hit, they didn't just recycle the set list.

One of my favorite moments was at the very beginning.  I made a stupid joke on Twitter about Think Geek and the T-Shirts everyone was wearing, and Paul and Storm read it and then mentioned it from the stage.  Yes, I am aware of how pathetic and sad it is that I'm taking such joy in their analog retweet, but it's still awesome to have that brush with fame.

Of course, the fans know most of the music and lyrics already.  Much of time the artist could just name that song and let the crowd sing the rest of it.  When the fans aren't singing they are talking back to the stage.  Paul and Storm work the crowd better than many groups, though at the times members of the crowd get a little too confident with the comments and catcalls.  A Paul and Storm live performance blows their CDs away.

The great thing about this show those is the audience. A passionate, positive geek crowd is like none other. It's over 1,000 people where Princess Bride, Gaming, Star Wars, video games, etc are all mainstream. It's one of those environments where I am not the geekiest person in the room, by a significant margin. But even if I was, that would not be something to feel any embarrassment over.

So get your geek on and check out these folks when they come to your town.  I've already got my tickets for w00tstock. If it's half as good the the October show was, it will be well worth it.

 

2010-02-24

Book Review 51: The Traveler

In the eighteenth century the British philosopher Jeremy Bentham designed the Panopticon: a model prison where one observer could monitor hundreds of prisoners while remaining unseen. The Brethren used the Panopticon prison design as a theoretical basis for their ideas. They believed that it would be possible to control the entire world as soon as the Travelers were exterminated.

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Remember the Panopticon? The model works perfectly if all humanity lives inside the building. It doesn't work if one individual can open a door and stand outside the system.

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The Traveler by John Twelve Hawks is a compelling book that I couldn't put down. I constantly wanted to know what was going to happen next. It succeeds based on powerful story telling, if not fantastic writing.

By that I mean the writing style is not the strongest. The author's style comes across as immature at times and too heavy handed with his message. At the same time, for every moment I rolled my eyes, thinking, "He did not just write that, did he?" there were 5 or more moments when I was excited to keep reading.

An impressive website also supports the book. Fans of The Traveler will who want to explore the world of the book and the issues it raises can spend time at th website and dive into the six different realms.

Characters in The Traveler fall into several groups -- Travelers, Harlequins, Pathfinders, Brethren (or Tabula), Citizens, and Drones, among others.

Travelers are people a that can let their spirit (or "Light") break free from their bodies and this world, and travel to other realms (based on Tibethian Buddhist mythology). All great prophets, or agents of change, have been Travelers. Their passion and alternate world views are inspired by their experiences in other realms.

Harlequins are an ancient order of warriors who are sworn to protect the Travelers and keep them safe from the Brethren. They are raised as fighters from the time they are small children. While they have tremendous discipline, they thrive in an atmosphere of chaos. In goal, philosophy, and tactics, they are the opposite of the Brethren.

At the bus stop, Maya was presented with more choices. She could walk to her hotel or wave down a cruising taxi. The legendary Japanese Harlequin, Sparrow, once wrote that true warriors should cultivate randomness." In a few words, he had suggested an entire philosophy. A Harlequin rejected mindless routines and comfortable habits. You lived a life of discipline, but you weren't afraid of disorder.

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"She accepts the possibility of death and it doesn't seem to frighten her. That's a big advantage for a warrior."

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When offered two options, Harlequins may often to a coin flip, or use a random number generator, to make the decisions for them.

Pathfinders teach Travelers how to travel.

The Brethren are "the man." They seek order and control of the populace above all else. They are the established order -- the vast machine we all live in. They aim to stamp out the unexpected.

It annoyed Boone that people still refused to recognize the truth. There was no need to worry about religion or philosophy; the truth was determined by whoever was in power.

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Citizens and Drones are the general populace.

"Drones are people who are so overwhelmed by the challenge of surviving that they're unaware of anything outside of their day-to-day lives."

''You mean poor people?"

"They can be poor or trapped in the Third World, but they're still capable of transforming themselves. Father used to say, 'Citizens ignore the truth. Drones are just too tired.' "

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The book is about the choices people make. Do they choose to go on auto-pilot and become mindless consumers of culture and products? Or do they choose to question the rules of civilization and make deliberate choices about what they want to do and to choose their own destinies?

Vicki sat in the front seat of the van and looked out at the parking lot while Maya searched for another Harlequin. Citizens came out of the warehouse store with extra-large shopping baskets piled high with food, clothing, and electronic equipment. The baskets were heavy with all these things, and the citizens had to lean forward to push them to their cars. Vicki remembered reading in high school about Sisyphus, the Greek king doomed forever to push a stone up a mountain.

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Hollis paused and stared at the students sitting in front of him. He seemed to be evaluating their strengths and weaknesses. "In New Babylon, many of the people you know think they're being deliberate when they're just on automatic. Like a bunch of robots, they drive their car down the freeway, go to work, get a paycheck in exchange for sweat and pain and humiliation, then drive back home to listen to fake laughter coming from the television set. They're already dead. Or dying. But they don't know it.

"Then there's another group of people—the party boys and girls. Smoke some weed. Drink some malt liquor. Try to hook up for a little quick sex. They think they're connecting with their instincts, their natural power, but you know what? They're on automatic, too.

"The warrior is different. The warrior uses the power of the brain to be deliberate and the power of the heart to be instinctive. Warriors are never automatic except when they're brushing their teeth."

Hoilis paused and spread his hands. "Try to think. Feel. Be real." He clapped his hands together "That's all for today."

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This all happens against the back drop of our own modern culture, and the author uses the story as a cautionary tale about the increasing surveilance we are already under in real life. From data mining to credit card transactions to security cameras popping up all over the place, the world the author writes about really is our world.

Panopticon is the Brethren's approach to controlling the world. It's based on a prison design by Jeremy Bentham. The prison was designed in such a way that inmates could not see one another, the inmates could not see the guard, and that from one place, a single guard could watch hundreds of inmates.

It's a concept Matt Ruff also used in his book, "Bad Monkees."

Since the inmates could not see they guards, they could never be sure exactly when they were being watched. Essentially, the guards did not even have to be there the whole time, since the inmates would never know when the were unguarded. It was a model of efficiency.

The Brethren embrace panopticon to monitor the citizenry. They can use electronics, police, guards, airport security, and suspicious neighbors to monitor people. The all-seeing system gives them power.

Even in Las Vegas.

For most people Las Vegas was a happy destination, where you could drink too much and gamble and watch strange women take off their clothes. But this city of pleasure was a three-dimensional illusion. Surveillance cameras watched constantly, computers monitored the gambling, and a legion of security guards with American flags sewn on the sleeves of their uniforms made sure nothing truly unusual would ever occur. This was the goal of the Tabula: the appearance of freedom with the reality of control.

Page 356-357

The author himself lives of the grid. John Twelve Hawks is a name he adopted for himself, and he does his best to live in relative anonymity.

The "Realty of Control" the Brethren wants is really only possible with the consent, or, rather, lack of dissent from those being controlled. Like the prisoners in Benthem's design, once people reject the "appearance" of being guarded, and choose to look at things differently,then they can begin reclaiming their freedom.

"Everything got worse after that. There were hundreds of police officers at the Washington airport because of some kind of special alert. I got searched twice passing through security and then I saw a man have a heart attack in the waiting lounge. My plane was delayed six hours. I spent my time drinking and staring at a television in the airport bar. More death and destruction. Crime. Pollution. All the news stories were telling me to be frightened. All the commercials were telling me to buy things that I didn't need. The message was that people could only be passive victims or consumers.

Page 306

The story itself follows the path of two brothers -- potential Travelers as they choose their paths in this world. Maya, the Harlequin, is dispatched to LA to protect them, if they are, indeed, able to Travel to the different realms. She is there to protect them from the Brethren, which wants the potential Travelers for their own purposes.

Each side elicits allies and fights for its cause. We hear about the current battles, and we hear about the battles that played out over the decades.

At time the book is brutally violent.

Interestingly enough, the orderly, controlled group -- the Brethren -- is the most chaotically violent. They use all sorts of tools to fight viciously -- from private armies to gangsters to rape to genetically engineered animals, bred to eat defenseless or defeated victims alive.

The Harlequins -- the force of randomness -- fight with strict discipline. They aren't afraid to kill their enemies, but they are not killing them gleefully. It's about efficiently protecting themselves and their charges.

The aspects of life that the Harlequins and the Brethren are most afraid of, are embodied in their own fighting styles.

After all this, the book is really about choice. It's about people finally having the opportunity to make a deliberate decision about what they want to do with their lives. And when presented with question -- that fundamental decision that defines who they are as a person, what decisions do they make?

"Every new experience is unusual. The rest of life is just sleep and committee meetings. Now come along and shut the door behind you."

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"I've organized sweat lodge weekends for divorced men and women. After two days of sweating and pounding a drum, people decide they don't hate their ex-spouse anymore." Thomas smiled and gestured with his hands. "It's not a big thing, but it helps the world. All of us fight a battle every day, but we just don't know it. Love tries to defeat hatred. Bravery destroys fear.

Page 151


Vicki stood between her mother and the Harlequin. So much of her life had seemed hazy and vague until that moment, like an out-of-focus photograph in which blurry figures ran away from the camera. But now, right now, she had a real choice in her life. Walking is easy, said the Prophet. But it requires faith to find the right path.

Page 162

The Traveler is definitely one I suggest reading. It raises important questions that it might not be too late to answer. Besides the subtext, the story itself is fantastic. And, while the writing appears juvenile at time, the author's story telling skills make this an excellent read.

You can find more of my Book Reviews here.

2010-02-23

ShoeboxChef.com

I've lauded the GF's cooking several times on these pages.  Now, you can see a little more about how she does it.

Last weekend, to celebrate Chinese New Year, the GF launched her own blog about culinary fun from her little studio aparment.


"I cook. I eat. I bake. I look for new places to stash my mixer."

Please welcome her to the blog world, as she writes about cooking and dining. And, Foodnetwork, if you're looking for a columnist, I have a suggestion...


2010-02-21

Fire (or at least smoke) at the St. Louis Airport

My recent adventures at the St. Louis airport (STL) on 2010-02-18 started in the amusing category and drifted towards the annoying category, with kinda scary off in the distance.  Those of you who followed my Twitter stream (@Cromely) may have already been annoyed by my telling of the story as it unfolded.

Travel anecdotes generally fall into one of five categories:
  • Amusing
  • Entertaining
  • Annoying
  • Anger inducing
  • Scary

I flew into STL from O'Hare and we were essentially on time (which is is almost newsworthy itself). We got off the plane and headed toward the exit. The crowd thickened and slowed Eventually we came to a stop in the hall outside Starbucks and the smell reached us.

Smoke. Looking over the heads of people toward the security checkpoint we could see the thickening haze. TSA and airport staff kept us in the C terminal. We could see the flashing lights of the fire alarm further up, even though we couldn't hear anything. And there were no announcements. Word trickled back to us that the fire department was there.

So we have visible smoke, smoke we can smell, fire department on scene, no PA system, and hundreds of people. The logical solution is to keep us all in the terminal instead of using the emergency exits onto the tarmac, right? Apparently STL and TSA staff thought so. Perhaps that was the right decision for them given the circumstances.

After several minutes they decided that maybe it would be a good idea to get the passengers out of the terminal. They routed us from the C Terminal, down a hall to the B security checkpoint to get out.

Of course, the hallway was smaller than the terminal and they were courteous enough to direct more of the smoke into that hall. It was thicker and smelled stronger. A few people began coughing more. Then, for whatever reason, we came to a stop in the hall way. I'm not sure if the authorities stopped the group from moving, or if it was just traffic as we merged with the crowds being evacuated from Terminal B, too.

Ultimately, I guess it turned out to be no big deal (except for all those delayed flights and rescreening of passengers). I didn't see anything about it in the news. I'm not sure when people were able to get their checked bags. I just carried on and went straight to the rental car shuttle.

But when I stepped outside the terminal building, and took several big gulps of air, I smiled. I never expected to enjoy the fresh air of St. Louis quite so much.

The map below shows the path we took to leave the terminal. We started on the right of this image and moved towards the left. The two "X"s mark the approximate place where I took the pictures of the crowd.

2010-02-19

Sharing hotel room

The Hampton Inn in St. Charles, MO, decided I needed a room mate.  So they made me a swan.



I think I'll give him first dibs on my USA Today.

2010-02-17

Olympics, Ice Skating, and Perfection

I've been watching Figure Skating these past couple of days and I am perplexed by the number of falls. Now, I have all the athletic ability of a one-legged, 22 year old, blind dog, so perhaps I'm not one to talk.  And I fully realize there is now way I could even think about accomplishing what these Olympians do.

But the falls and mistakes surprise me.  Here's why.

The routines they do in competition are the same ones they have done for weeks or months.  The exact same moves are supposed to happen every time.  They are supposed to happen at the exact point in the music at the same time.  There are no outside elements to interfere with that.

As such, these moves are things that can be practiced over and over for days or weeks on end.  All they need to do is duplicate that exact performance for the judges.

Easier said, than done, I know.  But should that be the case?  When this is your full-time job, or for many athletes, their full time life, is that expecting too much of them?

Part of being an Olympian is being prepared both physically and mentally for the realities of competition on the world stage.  Maybe we should cut the teenagers in their first appearance some slack. But for everyone else, why isn't near perfection in their routines something we should expect?

And yet there are still the slips and falls on routines that should be as reflexive as breathing.

Are competitors trying too hard?  Is the Olympics the time to try out new things they haven't mastered yet?  Or are these routines unmasterable?  In other words, are the Olympian cutting corners with practice, or have we finally reached the maximum the human body is capable of performing?

Unlike the events where players compete directly with someone, like Speed Skating, hockey, or Curling, there really should be nothing unexpected in a Figure Skating performance.  The Olympians know their equipment, they know their partners, they know about ice, they know how much space they have, they know the moves they are going to do, the know the scoring system. They don't have to watch for tackle or interceptions.

 So why do so many performers fall?

More specifically why do so many medalists medal in performances in which they fell?  These people are the best in the world.  It seems like executing their routines better is something we should expect.

I don't intend this as a slam of the Olympians.  The skill, talent, and dedication they demonstrate is utterly amazing. But the whole thing kind of hurts my head.

2010-02-15

CSI: Seattle Center

The GF and I checked out the Seattle Center in December and stumbled on a grisly scene. The Christmas Village in the Center House was the scene of ... a murder!




One person killed and another injured and hauled away to the hospital in a wheel barrow.


The police began questioning their suspects, and, as they usually do, went right to the Iceman.



After getting into an extended argument about profiling, the police finally realized he hadn't done it, because another victim was killed while they were interviewing the Iceman.

It was the boy's father.
The boy's father didn't suffer much. Probably because his BAC was .24



The carnage continued, with the boy's aunt next on the list.  She was brought down in the street, outside of where she worked.



The police were stumped at first, until they go the initial reports from the Medical Examiner's office.  The reports described the wound.  With that information, police quickly identified the murder weapon.


After doing some electronic research, the discovered that the boy and his father had been targeted for some time.  Two weeks earlier, someone broke into their home, stole all their eggs, and left a threatening note on the refrigerator.  Police, finally taking the complaint seriously, went back to the break in to look for fingerprints.  The found the window had already been replaced.


Local business leaders called on the police to handle the matter as discreetly as possible so as not to chase away tourists.

While the police tried to figure out who had been harrassing the family, then turned to their next normal suspect -- the Artist.  He wasn't like everyone else; he always looked at things differently, and the police "knew" how weird and dangerous they could be.

Then they began to learn the whole story.  The Artist would never hurt the boy.  Afterall, he was the boy's father! Yes, he took the eggs, but he needed them for his new piece and show.  He suggested they check out the boy's mother.  Lately she hadn't been happy with the way things went several years ago.  She was having second thoughts about putting the boy up for adoption.  She told the Artist she knew the courts would never give him back to her because of her job.  The boy never knew who she was, or that the Artist was his father.  They kept the secret from the boy -- the secret that the Artist met the mother at her place of business -- the brothel!


When police got there, she was already gone.  They tried to stop the trains before she could leave town.


But they were too late. The train was already gone.


They radioed ahead to the next town, and the local Sherriff stopped and personally searched the train.  She was no where to be found.  How had she escaped?  While the police searched the ground, she took to the air, off to reign terror on another town.