I mentioned in an earlier post that my standard for what I'd consider an impeachable offense for the president has dropped -- it used to be something like being caught passing nuclear launch codes, but now, thanks to the actions of our current president, it's less. That got me to thinking a little bit about what it would take for me to say that yes, the president should be impeached.
Let me point out something that I usually get wrong unless I stop to think about it: impeachment doesn't mean 'kick out of office'. It means 'charge', as in 'charge a public official with some sort of misconduct'. It implies that the misconduct is substantial; something that resulted in grievous harm to the organization or function that the public official represented. The US Constitution says that “the President, Vice President, and all civil officers of the United States shall be removed from office on impeachment for, and conviction of, treason, bribery, or other high crimes and misdemeanors.” Impeachment doesn't mean conviction -- it means bringing up on charges. Conviction is not automatic, nor should it be.
So what would be the grounds for impeaching the president? Well, treason, certainly, but I don't think that anyone except, perhaps, the most rabid Bush-haters would call him a traitor. Similarly, he probably hasn't bribed anyone, either (at least, not in the criminal sense. I suspect that presidents have bribed others with favors and appointments for years.) That leaves 'high crimes and misdemeanors." The Infoplease site puts it this way:
"(T)he ocean of wrongdoing encompassed by the Constitution's stipulation of “high crimes and misdemeanors” is vast. Abuse of power and serious misconduct in office fit this category, but one act that is definitely not grounds for impeachment is partisan discord."
In other words, you can't impeach the president just because you don't like what he's doing, or how he's doing it. It has to be serious, and injurious to the people of this country, and to the very nature of what makes this country unique. That he's pushed tax cuts far beyond what I consider defensible isn't a good reason; that he has a scheming, arrogant Vice President isn't a reason (and might actually be a reason not to impeach). His fondness for 'faith-based' initiatives doesn't do it (there are good reasons for wanting them to work, and they do; its just that they're prone to act in ways that favor faith-driven people to the detriment of those who aren't). His refusal to accept the word of scientists on global warming doesn't do it, either; he may honestly consider it pseudo-science. His insistence on prolonging the war in Iraq, even with a growing number of people opposed to it, doesn't do it. His preference to rely on friends and supporters for high positions isn't new to politics, and his appointment or attempted appointment of cronies and under-qualified personnel (Brown for FEMA, Miers for the Supreme Court) doesn't do it, either. Even the reprehensible spying programs, coupled with the attitude that only he and his close advisers have the right to know what is happening, doesn't quite do it, though it comes close.
But torture? Elimination of habeus corpus if you're deemed an enemy combatant? That does it, to my mind. When we are willing to torture someone because our cause is just; when we are willing to lock someone up without trial because we know in our hearts that they're evil -- those do it for me. Those injure the heart and soul of the country. Somewhat less heinous, but still detrimental to the nation we say we are: presidential signing statements (the ones that say 'I get to say if this law applies to me.')
I am willing to believe that some, perhaps many, maybe even all of the people affected directly by torture and by imprisonment under these programs are evil, vicious people who make pedophiles look like saints and Stalin look like Mother Theresa. But when we sink to that level to seize, interrogate, and inter them -- when we have a president who considers himself to be the ultimate authority as to whether a law applies to him -- then I think we are in danger, ourselves of having a sea change in what we consider to be right, and proper, and fair. We're in danger of losing our identity, of what it means to be an American.
Impeach him. Pose the questions -- do we want to be the kind of country that tortures, that imprisons without trial; do we want to let the president be the ultimate arbiter about whether a law applies to him. Let the House draw up the bill of charges, with full hearing to all sides of the arguments, and let the Senate vote on it. And even if, perish the thought, it results in the succession of the Vice President, it would be worth doing, just to get the questions into the open, to have them judged in what would be essentially a court of law.
Thats the American way.
Monday, March 26, 2007
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Baking Tip
When putting dough into a large bowl to rise, don't put it into a plastic bowl if you're intending to put it into the oven that's been preheated but then turned off. The racks will carve their signatures into the base of the bowl quite nicely.
On the other hand, you can then smugly say that you meant to do that, so as to keep the bowl from skittering around on the rack. Yeah, that's the ticket.
On the other hand, you can then smugly say that you meant to do that, so as to keep the bowl from skittering around on the rack. Yeah, that's the ticket.
Housing
I like looking at housing plans. Some don't appeal to me, right off the bat -- they look too flat, too square. Others intrigue me. I recall touring a demo house in a local development, and was surprised to find that I liked its very simple, very open floor plan. As I recall, it was essentially a square, stretched perhaps just a bit. The upper left of the square was the two car garage; to the right was the entry hall, and to the right of that, a short hall to a closet and a front bedroom (or office, or whatever). The hall was duplicated along the right - short hall down to a back bedroom (or office, or whatever). Of the roughly two thirds that was left, the upper one third was an open kitchen, and between that and the garage, a laundry area, while the lower one third was a wide open living room. We were in the house for about twenty minutes before I realize why that main hallway was so wide, why the entry way into each of the smaller hallways were so wide, why there were no interior door sills, why the kitchen and living room were so open. Yet with all of that, it worked; the house didn't feel cramped, didn't feel plain, didn't feel 'made for the elderly/wheelchair bound/handicapped'. It just felt right -- good trim, good quality. The house worked.
I wonder sometimes how you do that. How do you design a house that works -- that flows well, that simultaneously feels close and protective when you want that, yet open and expansive when you want that. I would bet there's a science to it. Sometimes, its just flipping. For example --
This is a diagram in the Washington Post of a home in Gettysburg that's for sale. Gettysburg is a pretty area, but I never thought of it as the northern terminus for people looking for houses who work in Washington DC. Nevertheless, there it is, an ad for The Links at Gettysburg. Amazing.
Here's one from the Post that I clipped for houses in DC. Notice anything? Its essentially the same design, flipped along the right sideof its long axis - and its about forty percent more expensive. Location, location, location.
And a timely flip.
I wonder sometimes how you do that. How do you design a house that works -- that flows well, that simultaneously feels close and protective when you want that, yet open and expansive when you want that. I would bet there's a science to it. Sometimes, its just flipping. For example --
This is a diagram in the Washington Post of a home in Gettysburg that's for sale. Gettysburg is a pretty area, but I never thought of it as the northern terminus for people looking for houses who work in Washington DC. Nevertheless, there it is, an ad for The Links at Gettysburg. Amazing.
Here's one from the Post that I clipped for houses in DC. Notice anything? Its essentially the same design, flipped along the right sideof its long axis - and its about forty percent more expensive. Location, location, location.And a timely flip.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Answer: A fighter jet on takeoff
Question: Whats barely louder than a busload of middle school girls who are tired, excited, and feeding off each others frenzy?
If I ever do that again -- chaperone a wired, tired group of teen girls -- I'm bringing a Taser.
If I ever do that again -- chaperone a wired, tired group of teen girls -- I'm bringing a Taser.
Saturday
Fortunately, I had a second recipe for Chocolate Pudding, as the first was just awful. It could well be that I didn't follow the steps correctly when doing it; however, when the first takes forty minutes and includes chopping, blending, transferring, mixing, boiling...and the second takes twenty minutes, uses one saucepan, and optionally a food processor -- that first one is history.
I see where the Decider is in a snit because the Democrats are 'playing politics'. Where to begin on that one? Perhaps a simple observation that thats the way the game is played, bucko! would do nicely. I have no problem with the people I like having to fight and compromise to get their measures passed, and I certainly have no problem with the same thing for The Bushwhacker. I saw a Zippy the Pinhead cartoon this morning wherein he observes that the Senate of the United States is a hallowed institution where laws are made, issues debated, and the power of the Presidency is kept in check ....how could Dick Cheney let this happen? Heh-heh-heh.
I will say one other thing, though. The White House holds that the Congress doesn't have oversight authority on them. I think thats true. The Congress doesn't have the right to manage, let alone micro-manage, what the White House does in the execution of its responsibilities. It can choose not to fund them, of course. And it can choose to impeach the resident of 1600 if they think he's doing a truly terrible job (I used to think that mean 'like getting caught handing over missile launch codes to the Russians', but lately my standards are lower on that.). But it can't say what the White House can do in the execution of its responsibilities, or how it does it. So, if the Texan Temper Tantrum wants, they can just back the hell off...and impeach him. Happy, W?
This afternoon I get to hang out with a whole bunch of nubile teen and pre-teen girls. Hot diggety! I'm the chaperone on the bus trip out to the next-to-last show they're putting on. It was almost a no-show (and not because I'm going); the girls on my daughters team were screwing around so badly that their moderator threatened to cancel the practice, this show, and the final one. I would not be surprised if she bailed on this entirely after this year. From what I gather, my daughter's team is pretty bad. They're young and all, but still.... pretty bad.
About three quarters of the way through The Number. Still interesting reading. Still making good points. I told a coworker about it, and he said that a friend had told him that it wasn't very good because it didn't tell you exactly what to do. I saw that you could get that anywhere, and it frequently was contradicted by other experts. What this told you was how to approach the topic, what affected what your personal Number was, and what to do when you weren't sure (as most of us are not). An authoritative and correct guide as to what to do is in there, as it happens, but its not the thrust of the book. I'll be reading it at the competition tonight. I (groan) get to hang around till the very end.
But at least I have good reading, and, to look forward to, good chocolate pudding.
I see where the Decider is in a snit because the Democrats are 'playing politics'. Where to begin on that one? Perhaps a simple observation that thats the way the game is played, bucko! would do nicely. I have no problem with the people I like having to fight and compromise to get their measures passed, and I certainly have no problem with the same thing for The Bushwhacker. I saw a Zippy the Pinhead cartoon this morning wherein he observes that the Senate of the United States is a hallowed institution where laws are made, issues debated, and the power of the Presidency is kept in check ....how could Dick Cheney let this happen? Heh-heh-heh.
I will say one other thing, though. The White House holds that the Congress doesn't have oversight authority on them. I think thats true. The Congress doesn't have the right to manage, let alone micro-manage, what the White House does in the execution of its responsibilities. It can choose not to fund them, of course. And it can choose to impeach the resident of 1600 if they think he's doing a truly terrible job (I used to think that mean 'like getting caught handing over missile launch codes to the Russians', but lately my standards are lower on that.). But it can't say what the White House can do in the execution of its responsibilities, or how it does it. So, if the Texan Temper Tantrum wants, they can just back the hell off...and impeach him. Happy, W?
This afternoon I get to hang out with a whole bunch of nubile teen and pre-teen girls. Hot diggety! I'm the chaperone on the bus trip out to the next-to-last show they're putting on. It was almost a no-show (and not because I'm going); the girls on my daughters team were screwing around so badly that their moderator threatened to cancel the practice, this show, and the final one. I would not be surprised if she bailed on this entirely after this year. From what I gather, my daughter's team is pretty bad. They're young and all, but still.... pretty bad.
About three quarters of the way through The Number. Still interesting reading. Still making good points. I told a coworker about it, and he said that a friend had told him that it wasn't very good because it didn't tell you exactly what to do. I saw that you could get that anywhere, and it frequently was contradicted by other experts. What this told you was how to approach the topic, what affected what your personal Number was, and what to do when you weren't sure (as most of us are not). An authoritative and correct guide as to what to do is in there, as it happens, but its not the thrust of the book. I'll be reading it at the competition tonight. I (groan) get to hang around till the very end.
But at least I have good reading, and, to look forward to, good chocolate pudding.
Puddin'Head
When you're making a chocolate pudding recipe from Cuisine magazine --
-- if they say 'boil the milk', then 'while the milk is heating...' -- don't budge. Stay RIGHT the hell next to that milk, or you will have an interesting design on your stove.
-- if they say to put the milk and sugar and cocoa and cornstarch into the bowl of the food processor -- make sure that the food processor is big enough, or you will have an interesting design on your counter.
-- if they say 'cut butter into four pieces, then set aside', they're not kidding. They'll use it ten steps later. Don't put it in the food processor.
I have NO idea what this stuff is going to taste like. I've warned my family.
-- if they say 'boil the milk', then 'while the milk is heating...' -- don't budge. Stay RIGHT the hell next to that milk, or you will have an interesting design on your stove.
-- if they say to put the milk and sugar and cocoa and cornstarch into the bowl of the food processor -- make sure that the food processor is big enough, or you will have an interesting design on your counter.
-- if they say 'cut butter into four pieces, then set aside', they're not kidding. They'll use it ten steps later. Don't put it in the food processor.
I have NO idea what this stuff is going to taste like. I've warned my family.
Friday, March 23, 2007
DRMmed
Like any right thinking person, I desise DRM. Fortunately, our technology is old enough that it's not so infested -- which is why I was able to tell my daughter, who likes one of our Diana Krall albums, but only part of it, that she can tell me which she likes, along with some from another CD, and combine them onto a new CD containing just what she likes.
Somewhere, there's an RIAA gnome gnashing its teeth. I like that.
Somewhere, there's an RIAA gnome gnashing its teeth. I like that.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
FYF
My wife and I just had our very first discussion about exactly how we are going to disburse our daughter's First Year Fund, which is the money we've set aside for her first year out of high school, whether it be living at home, travel, or college. The good news is that we mostly agree. The bad news is that we don't entirely agree.
Basically, we agree that if she wants to go to college right after high school, and needs money to fund it, we'll help her up to the limit of the FYF. Since we're planning for the FYF to be at $75,000 by that time, we think it'll be able to fund one year at a pretty good school, or two - three years at a less well known school.
We agree that if she wants to go to college, but to take some amount of time off before doing so, we are willing to fund her expenses, within reason, for that period. Within reason is vague, but it generally means food, clothing, and expenses in the area. If she decides that she'd like to jet out to Oregon or down to Baja, we're going to have to talk about it.
We agree that if she wants to do something structured just to try it, like learning to be a professional artist, we're willing to fund a year of trying it.
We kind of agree that if she really doesn't know what she wants to do out of high school, we're going to let her take a year to decide, but that during that year she's going to have to do things to structure the answers to that question, by which we mean research, taking the occasional dissimilar college courses, and forth. If it turns out that she gets toward the end of the year and still doesn't know, we're going to tell her that she needs to be looking for a job, too. (This is our least favorite option.)
Where we're the least sure is if she does want to go to college, isn't sure when, and wants to do something fairly drastic, like taking six months to hike through Europe. To be honest, we don't think we'd let an eighteen year old kid go do something like that until she's really, really mature -- and possibly not even then. Scaling it back, if she wants to travel throughout the United States -- we're not sure.
Good thing we have time. The FYF's not going anywhere.
Basically, we agree that if she wants to go to college right after high school, and needs money to fund it, we'll help her up to the limit of the FYF. Since we're planning for the FYF to be at $75,000 by that time, we think it'll be able to fund one year at a pretty good school, or two - three years at a less well known school.
We agree that if she wants to go to college, but to take some amount of time off before doing so, we are willing to fund her expenses, within reason, for that period. Within reason is vague, but it generally means food, clothing, and expenses in the area. If she decides that she'd like to jet out to Oregon or down to Baja, we're going to have to talk about it.
We agree that if she wants to do something structured just to try it, like learning to be a professional artist, we're willing to fund a year of trying it.
We kind of agree that if she really doesn't know what she wants to do out of high school, we're going to let her take a year to decide, but that during that year she's going to have to do things to structure the answers to that question, by which we mean research, taking the occasional dissimilar college courses, and forth. If it turns out that she gets toward the end of the year and still doesn't know, we're going to tell her that she needs to be looking for a job, too. (This is our least favorite option.)
Where we're the least sure is if she does want to go to college, isn't sure when, and wants to do something fairly drastic, like taking six months to hike through Europe. To be honest, we don't think we'd let an eighteen year old kid go do something like that until she's really, really mature -- and possibly not even then. Scaling it back, if she wants to travel throughout the United States -- we're not sure.
Good thing we have time. The FYF's not going anywhere.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
The Number
I'm continuing to read The Number, and it continues to hold my interest, much in the way that a scary novel does -- just enough scariness to make not want to turn the page, leavened with enough calm assurance to make me think that I do want to find out what happens in the next chapter.
At the moment, one of the other programs running on this laptop is Excel, and the spreadsheet that it has up is our financial projection spreadsheet -- the one that goes out for forty years, projecting what we expect to spent, where we expect money to come from. In the upper left corner of the spreadsheet are the average return that we expect to make from savings and investments, and just below that we have what we think the average inflation rate will be. I'd been using 2.5% for the inflation rate, and thats based on what I see in increases over time for things that we tend to spend money on. A car, for example, might have cost $22,000 ten years ago, but now its closer to $28,000 - thats about 2.5% increase per year. We don't buy cars every year, of course; this was based on groceries, magazine subscriptions, and the like. The first time I tried this calculation, I used the inflation number from the Federal Reserve, and it about blew my socks off. So I did my own calculation, looking at the major categories of things that we buy all the time. That seems to work.
Still, when The Number mentioned what the cumulative effect of a 3 percent inflation rate would be, I thought 'Maybe that spreadsheet number isn't quite high enough'. So, I opened up the spreadsheet, changed it, and then looked at the chart where I show our total worth over time -- and was dismayed to see that it goes negative three years before what I show as my maximum age (I assume for planning purposes that I'll live to 92; my wife, to 85. My guess is that I'll actually live about seven years less, and that she'll live five years more, so it kind of washes out). I played around with it a bit -- what about 2.75 percent? 2.90? -- and it looked a little better.
The value of The Number is not that it tells you 'worry' or 'don't worry' (if it errs on one side or the other, it errs on the first; even the truly wealthy (whom he seems to roughly define as people with over a million dollars invested) are occasionally worried about the twin bugaboos of outliving their money or being sick); the value is that it walks through these emotional minefields in a carefully casual manner. It doesn't splash gory details, and it doesn't dismiss your concerns with a handwave. It talks about how you should be thinking, and what you should be thinking about. It goes into details, but the details are, with a little bit of effort, graspable, and then it tells you what those details translate to in real world effects.
It's not a fun process, but I am glad that I am doing it.
At the moment, one of the other programs running on this laptop is Excel, and the spreadsheet that it has up is our financial projection spreadsheet -- the one that goes out for forty years, projecting what we expect to spent, where we expect money to come from. In the upper left corner of the spreadsheet are the average return that we expect to make from savings and investments, and just below that we have what we think the average inflation rate will be. I'd been using 2.5% for the inflation rate, and thats based on what I see in increases over time for things that we tend to spend money on. A car, for example, might have cost $22,000 ten years ago, but now its closer to $28,000 - thats about 2.5% increase per year. We don't buy cars every year, of course; this was based on groceries, magazine subscriptions, and the like. The first time I tried this calculation, I used the inflation number from the Federal Reserve, and it about blew my socks off. So I did my own calculation, looking at the major categories of things that we buy all the time. That seems to work.
Still, when The Number mentioned what the cumulative effect of a 3 percent inflation rate would be, I thought 'Maybe that spreadsheet number isn't quite high enough'. So, I opened up the spreadsheet, changed it, and then looked at the chart where I show our total worth over time -- and was dismayed to see that it goes negative three years before what I show as my maximum age (I assume for planning purposes that I'll live to 92; my wife, to 85. My guess is that I'll actually live about seven years less, and that she'll live five years more, so it kind of washes out). I played around with it a bit -- what about 2.75 percent? 2.90? -- and it looked a little better.
The value of The Number is not that it tells you 'worry' or 'don't worry' (if it errs on one side or the other, it errs on the first; even the truly wealthy (whom he seems to roughly define as people with over a million dollars invested) are occasionally worried about the twin bugaboos of outliving their money or being sick); the value is that it walks through these emotional minefields in a carefully casual manner. It doesn't splash gory details, and it doesn't dismiss your concerns with a handwave. It talks about how you should be thinking, and what you should be thinking about. It goes into details, but the details are, with a little bit of effort, graspable, and then it tells you what those details translate to in real world effects.
It's not a fun process, but I am glad that I am doing it.
Dental Mental
I had an appointment with my general dentist last week to discuss what his part of this fiasco is going to be (for which read: what he's going to charge me). I had to cancel it, and we rescheduled for today.
I worked from home so that I could go without significant disruption to my day.
I just got a call saying that he wants to look over some things, so they want to reschedule again.
Argh!
I worked from home so that I could go without significant disruption to my day.
I just got a call saying that he wants to look over some things, so they want to reschedule again.
Argh!
Monday, March 19, 2007
Breast Cancer
Like most people, the concept of having cancer scares the hell out of me. One of the sites that I have on my list is that of a woman who is both an oncology nurse and a cancer survivor (I think she still has it, not sure). The Swamp Witch site that I came across today is another on the topic, and its remarkably upbeat and positive. I usually just shudder and move on when I come across sites like this, because it scares me so much, but this one is exceptionally good. I read it to the bottom.
Vigorously opportunistic
I had posted this in the middle of something a couple of days ago. This is, as they say, revised and expanded.
I've seen occasional articles lately asking why we continue to have virtually automatic support for Israel in this country, and pointing how the Israel lobby has a disproportionately strong impact on politics -- matched only by the NRA; if the Israeli lobbyists showed up armed, I imagine Congress would just roll over and wait for its belly to be scratched. Seriously, though, I wonder the same thing. They seem to delight in provocative actions that infuriate their neighbors (granted, no bastions of cool reason either, but still...); when they do have a rapprochment, its brief, and ends with some kind of statement absolving themselves of any blame. I can understand a little bit of this attitude -- our involvement in the creation of that country, plus they aren't actively hostile towards this country, unlike others in that region -- but it seems to me we need to rethink our default attitude. They need to prove themselves, or be treated less favorably. At the very least, we shouldn't assume that in any conflict, they are always right.
It probably wouldn't hurt to rethink our general attitude towards Arab countries, either. They're nowhere close to perfect, by our standards, as has been shown multiple times, but perhaps they deserve more than they get from us now. Is it possible to treat them honorably without giving away the farm?
I think that part of what makes that environment so difficult to handle is that virtually anyone can destablize it, and no one seems to regard their committments as binding. As to the former, I think of it as what we'd get in this country if the NRA had its way -- everyone's armed, and everyone can express their displeasure with anything in a lethal fashion. The latter reminds me of a description of Klingon motivational styles that I found in a Star Trek novel, to the effect that they are not untrustworthy, just vigorously opportunistic. They will adhere to their agrreements -- until the situation changes in their favor. Now, thats too glib for the real world, but there seems to be an element of it in play here -- as shown by the shootings done just recently by the organization that said it was honoring a truce -- until it wasn't. Until its possible to force an organization to honor its committments -- even if that simply means announcing when its going to ignore those committments -- I don't think we can trust anything that anyone there says. We have to treat them according to what they do, not what they say.
If we can't stop them, should we backing the people with more of what we want? Or should we withdraw entirely and say 'you're on your own', knowing full well what that will likely mean?
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Remember This
In the Allen Drury novel I skipped through the other day, the President ends up announcing the success of a major initiative to extend democracy to a small country while helping it merge with another country. Both of those countries are governed by greedy, duplicitous men, but one has weapons, so that's the one that we help. In a concluding scene, he is berated by his Secretary of State for lying, and for proclaiming as a success what is clearly a failure. The President listens, and then says, in effect, that the Secretary is right, but that it doesn't matter, because a) most of the country gets their awareness of the world from the major television networks; what they say happened is what happened, so far as they are concerned, and b) the overwhelming majority of people will forget this episode, just as they forget so many others, within a relatively brief period of time -- a couple of months, if that. Sustain the facade until then, he says, and I'll be home free. Grudgingly, the Secretary agrees that he is right.
Given Drury's style, he's trying to say that of course the readers of his books can't be snowed like that, nor can they be counted on to forget so quickly, and, who knows, he might be right. But in most cases, me included, two months is enough time to forget just about anything.
There's something to be said for institutional memory, and for remembering the events of the past -- not as much as certain people who seem to live for the opportunity to rehash events one more time would have it, but certainly an awareness of what has happened, what it meant, who was involved, is worthwhile. One of the most satisfying books I ever read was Thinking in Time: The Uses of History for Decision Makers (a paperback version is available from Amazon), which described certain significant political decisions and the historical parallels and lessons upon which they were based -- sometimes accurately, sometimes not so much. Most of us -- again, including me -- aren't up to the megawatts of intellectual brainpower to be able to pull these historical analogies and reference up when we need them, but it is gratifying to know that there are people who do. Would that more of us (me) could emulate that.
Given Drury's style, he's trying to say that of course the readers of his books can't be snowed like that, nor can they be counted on to forget so quickly, and, who knows, he might be right. But in most cases, me included, two months is enough time to forget just about anything.
There's something to be said for institutional memory, and for remembering the events of the past -- not as much as certain people who seem to live for the opportunity to rehash events one more time would have it, but certainly an awareness of what has happened, what it meant, who was involved, is worthwhile. One of the most satisfying books I ever read was Thinking in Time: The Uses of History for Decision Makers (a paperback version is available from Amazon), which described certain significant political decisions and the historical parallels and lessons upon which they were based -- sometimes accurately, sometimes not so much. Most of us -- again, including me -- aren't up to the megawatts of intellectual brainpower to be able to pull these historical analogies and reference up when we need them, but it is gratifying to know that there are people who do. Would that more of us (me) could emulate that.
Wooden't You Like This?
I like elegantly crafted wood. When I left my old company, I chose as my parting gift a polished wooden box of engraved stationery notecards; I like the cards, though I rarely use them, but the gleaming box itself is situated on a shelf in the bedroom where I can easily see it. A second box, blond wood with inset frosted glass, sits on a shelf in the living room. It's not obvious -- you have to be looking in that direction to even notice it -- but when I do, I am always pleased. We have a polished wooden rolling pin, made of multiple woods, sits on the counter in the kitchen; on the dining room table, a small salt-and-pepper set of mutiple wood styles. And on the bureau in the bedroom, I have a small polished wooden box with felt interior to hold pocket junk -- and coincidentally to delight me when I see it. I like wood.
So its probably not too surprising that this article, on companies who will encase a computer and its individual peripherals in gleaming wood, caught my eye. I'd love a wooden mouse, and that Sangaku computer case (left) is wonderful.
Here's one article that describes the making of the case. Three hundred hours of effort -- and to my mind, well worth it. Some related material can be found here.
So its probably not too surprising that this article, on companies who will encase a computer and its individual peripherals in gleaming wood, caught my eye. I'd love a wooden mouse, and that Sangaku computer case (left) is wonderful.Here's one article that describes the making of the case. Three hundred hours of effort -- and to my mind, well worth it. Some related material can be found here.
Sunday Morn
This has been a busy day. In addition to my wife working from midnight to shortly after 6, and me working from 4:30 till 8, I baked, making these Lemon Bars:
First you need to make the crust
Ingredients
1 cup soft butter
a dash of salt
2 cup flour
1/2 cup Powdered sugar
Instructions
Combine ingredients
Press mixture in 9" x 13" pan
Bake 350' - 15 minutes or slightly brown
While the crust is baking you can work on the filling
Ingredients
4 eggs beaten
1/4 cup flour
2 cup Granulated Sugar
6 tbs. lemon juice
Instructions
Combine- pour onto slightly cooled crust
Bake- 350' for 25 minutes
Cooled- sprinkle with powdered sugar cut into 1 1/2" sq
Which, as it turned out, have a nice flavor, if a bit understated. Too understated for my daughter, who liked the shortbread-like crust, but not the filling. She assured me that she still likes my brownies and cookies, though, so I suppose I should derive some solace from that. I'll bring the remainder in to work.
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It now appears that the lawsuit which resulted in the elimination of the District of Columbia's severe gun laws was instituted by someone who used to live in a guarded apartment building in one of the better parts of the district, and now lives in Naples, Florida. He says that the District's law just offended his principles, and so he used his wealth to cherry-pick people with the right demographic mix to sue the government, and then to appeal when they lost -- he paid for the whole thing. I think his actions are despicable. I would love to see someone who now has easier access to guns show up at this guys home to personally thank him -- but, ah, it turns out that his home in Naples is in a gated community. No trash, please.
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Still waiting to hear about the possibility of the new job. I think I'm a good candidate, but decisions here in the Biggest Little Software Company in the Wurrld aren't always made logically, or according to visible reasons.
Saturday, March 17, 2007
KSM
I just read an interesting post and discussion on the Freakonomics blog regarding the confessions of Khalid Sheikh Mohammed, and whether they mean anything, or indeed should be believed at all. The comments were (summarized) that a) The idea of one person orchestrating all of that activity is hard to believe, because it contradicts the cell concept, though if you think of him as simply being the driver, not the doer, with the doers being the rank and file, perhaps not; b) Even if he's lying, he's part of the organization that does these things, so his removal is a good thing, c) Organizations are necessary for large scale terrorism, but small scale terrorism takes just one person, and d) The timing of these confessions is suggestive -- perhaps this is the Administration's way of distracting us from the string of bad news for them.
What do you think?
What do you think?
Misc Stuff
My daughter just came into the kitchen and peered at the cooling brownies. "Are these the sour cream recipe?" she asked. I told her that I didn't have a recipe for sour cream brownies -- "but if you like them", I said, "I could --" She shook her head. "No. I hated them." Ah. Ok. No recipes for sour cream brownies. Kahlua and Praline, yes, and Super Gooey -- this one's just the plain one. The one with the handwritten note: "These are excellent!" We'll have them after dinner - which, tonight, is Not So Sloppy Joes, another favorite.
I did a little poking around regarding the items on that list. It appears that 'Class VIII' refers to basic medical equipment, suitable for triage and first aid. 100 MPH tape is another way of saying tough, sticky tape -- aka duct tape. A LULA mag loader is used to make loading faster for weapon magazines. Tactical Tailor MAV vest is an armored vest suitable for hooking weapons, bags, etc onto. MAV stands for Material Armor Value. Snivel gear is cold weather gear.
We're done with our Federal and state taxes -- we get a small amount back from the feds, and we give a larger, though not overwhelming, amount to the staties. The local municipality tax will likely be a wash. This would have been done a week ago had we not somehow screwed up TurboTax's mind. I finallly got someone on the phone who walked me through how to fix it, and we were done ten minutes later.
I was joking with my wife that I think I'm ready to buy a plasma tv, and she said that she thinks its time. Its a joke because if I watch thirty minutes of TV a week, its a lot -- I normally go two or three weeks without doing so, though when I do, it'll likely be for a couple of hours. I was startled -- really? -- but she said she wants one with a V chip in it, whereuponI said she was taking all of the fun out of it. But I guess we'll start poking around. We do have a bunch of notes on what to look for. We also agreed in principle that in the next two or three months, we'll start looking around for a replacement for our sedan, which is a 1992 model. Its still in pretty good shape, but things break on it from time to time, and my wife, who is the primary driver, is ready to get rid of it. We will try to sell it locally, as I dislike the rigamarole of doing a tradein. Our standards for a replacement vehicle are fairly minimal, and possibly a bit unusual: since this is likely going to be the car that my daughter learns to drive in, we want it to be ultra-safe (airbags out the wazoo) but somewhat underpowered.
I'm just about done with The Man in the Arena, and for amusement I have been dipping into an Allen Drury novel I bought from a used book store a while ago. I used to like his style of writing, years ago, but not so much any more. Its just funny to listen to the way he has people talking -- you are never in any doubt which side he thinks is right, in any argument, and he clearly has (or had, as I believe he died) no use whatsoever for the United Nations. Still enjoying The Number -- he has a nice style.
I was just purging unneeded bookmarks, and one of the categories I trashed was Job Information. I'd set it up when I was looking for a job, six years ago. Now, I don't think I'll ever be doing that again. Still, getting rid of it was a weird feeling.
I did a little poking around regarding the items on that list. It appears that 'Class VIII' refers to basic medical equipment, suitable for triage and first aid. 100 MPH tape is another way of saying tough, sticky tape -- aka duct tape. A LULA mag loader is used to make loading faster for weapon magazines. Tactical Tailor MAV vest is an armored vest suitable for hooking weapons, bags, etc onto. MAV stands for Material Armor Value. Snivel gear is cold weather gear.
We're done with our Federal and state taxes -- we get a small amount back from the feds, and we give a larger, though not overwhelming, amount to the staties. The local municipality tax will likely be a wash. This would have been done a week ago had we not somehow screwed up TurboTax's mind. I finallly got someone on the phone who walked me through how to fix it, and we were done ten minutes later.
I was joking with my wife that I think I'm ready to buy a plasma tv, and she said that she thinks its time. Its a joke because if I watch thirty minutes of TV a week, its a lot -- I normally go two or three weeks without doing so, though when I do, it'll likely be for a couple of hours. I was startled -- really? -- but she said she wants one with a V chip in it, whereuponI said she was taking all of the fun out of it. But I guess we'll start poking around. We do have a bunch of notes on what to look for. We also agreed in principle that in the next two or three months, we'll start looking around for a replacement for our sedan, which is a 1992 model. Its still in pretty good shape, but things break on it from time to time, and my wife, who is the primary driver, is ready to get rid of it. We will try to sell it locally, as I dislike the rigamarole of doing a tradein. Our standards for a replacement vehicle are fairly minimal, and possibly a bit unusual: since this is likely going to be the car that my daughter learns to drive in, we want it to be ultra-safe (airbags out the wazoo) but somewhat underpowered.
I'm just about done with The Man in the Arena, and for amusement I have been dipping into an Allen Drury novel I bought from a used book store a while ago. I used to like his style of writing, years ago, but not so much any more. Its just funny to listen to the way he has people talking -- you are never in any doubt which side he thinks is right, in any argument, and he clearly has (or had, as I believe he died) no use whatsoever for the United Nations. Still enjoying The Number -- he has a nice style.
I was just purging unneeded bookmarks, and one of the categories I trashed was Job Information. I'd set it up when I was looking for a job, six years ago. Now, I don't think I'll ever be doing that again. Still, getting rid of it was a weird feeling.
Supplying the Military
This is from the Washington Post. It's apparently a composite list of things that soldiers in our military say they need and either don't get, or don't get enough of. Some of it, I have no idea what they're talking about; much of it, I can't believe they can't get. Some of it amazes me.
1. Any extra Class VIII you can bring from HS is good to have.
2. Wolfhook single point slings.
3. Desert Tan spray paint.
4. Space blanket(s).
5.100 mph tape, 550 cord, TP, other expendables you think would come in handy.
6. Drop Leg Holster (Blackhawk or SERPA) and Uncle Mike's Holster for wearing around every day (drop leg will wear a hole in ACUs over time). I also have one for my IBA so I can have my 9mm handy when in the gun hatch going through towns.
7. Weapons lube that DOESN'T ATTRACT SAND (MILTECH or Remington Dry Lube).
8. Two copies of addresses, phone numbers, account numbers, etc.
9. Two pairs of GOOD boot insoles.
10. A Good Tactical Flashlight (SureFire, even though you will get issued one with M4).
11. Red/White light headlamp.
12. Spare pair of running shoes.
13. MP3 player w/ x-tra pair of headphones.
14. Enough batteries to last you 30 days.
15. Chapstick.
16. Lotion.
17.30 SPF or higher sunblock.
18. Bar soap -- for some reason it's almost always in short supply.
19. Small, compact rolls of TP. A lot of places make travel size. Half the time you get to a port-a-potty and the jackA$s before you yanked the TP.
20. Baby wipes -- 30 days worth. Expect that the power and water will either go out, or the water will be contaminated, at least once a month.
21. Gold Bond Foot and Body Powder.
22. Small clip-on LED light. Clip it to your IBA. It will come in handy -- quite often.
23. Drink mix for 16/20 oz bottles of water.
24. Weightlifting supplies.
25. Small photo album with pics from home.
26. Hand sanitizer (small bottles to put in ankle pockets).
27. More books/magazines than you think you will need.
28. DVDs, for you and to loan out for swapping purposes.
29. Tactical gloves -- military gloves are sort of clumsy ( I love the $9.95 Whitewater brand gloves from the clothing sales). Also standard flight nomex are good.
30. Lens anti-fog agent. Shaving cream works in a pinch, but you have to apply it every other day or so.
31. Good pair of shower shoes/sandals. I recommend the black Adidas -- lasted me all year.
32. Small pillow (air inflatable).
33. Cheap digital camera (at least 2.1 mp).
34. Boot knife.
35. Gerber multi-tool.
36. Fabreze -- sometimes the laundry opportunities are few and far between.
37. Armor Fresh.
38. Extra boot laces.
39. Stainless steel coffee cup with screw-on lid.
40. Soccer shorts/normal t-shirt to sleep in, hang out in your room in.
41. Sweatshirts for winter times hanging around.
42. A couple of poncho liners for privacy, cover for nasty mattress, etc
43. A set of twin sheets with pillow case.
44. Good regular-size pillow.
45. One or two good civilian bath towels.
46. Buy a good set (>$200) of winter desert boots. All they will give you is a regular summer set and a set of Goretex-lined for waterproof needs. Desert is a cold place at these altitudes in the winter time.
47. Bring a laptop. Also may want a PSP or some other handheld gaming device.
48. Get an external USB hard-drive (>60gb). You will need this to back up data to, and to store movies and MP3s that you will fall in on from previous teams.
49. Get a Skype account and download the software from skype.com. This is how I talk to home 95% of the time. If you call computer-to-computer it is totally free. You can also Skype out from your computer to a regular phone for $0.021 a minute. There is nothing cheaper than that.
50. Decent headset with mic for computer (Skype).
51. Webcam for video calls back home.
52. Bring a min. of 18ea. M4 mags per person. 9 that are loaded and 9 that rest. Plan to do M4 mag changeover once per month.
53. Bring 8ea 9mm mags, for same reason above. Change these over every two weeks.
54. Order a LULA mag loader/unloader. It will be the best $14 piece of plastic you every bought. I have 12 mags loaded at all times and when I do change over it will do it in a fraction of the time, and save your hands, and save the ammo.
55. Try to get your state to get, or purchase yourself, one 12v DC-to-110 AC inverter per man for your trucks. They are crucial on mission for charging personal items, cell phone, ICOMs, and especially ANA radios (they only have re-chargeable batteries).
56. Dump the IBA tac vest you get issued. Get a Tactical Tailor MAV chest rig (does not matter if you get 1-piece or 2-piece, as you want to keep the front open for laying in the prone. You don't want mags pushing into your chest making it hard to breathe) . I wish I had bought mine at the start. It makes a HUGE difference on the back and shoulders when carrying a loaded rig.
57. Get a comfortable pair of desert boots. I wear only the Converse 8" assault boots (non-zipper ones). Oakley, Bates and several others are similar in style and comfort.
58. Bring some good snivel gear for the winter time. Extra poly-pro winter hat, gloves, neck gators, etc.
59. Lock de-icer for the winter time.
60. Disposable hand and feet warmers.
61. Canned air, lots of it for electronics, weapons, etc.
62. Lens wipes for optics.
63. Screen wipes for computers.
Friday, March 16, 2007
Gelid
And the snows came. Boy, did they.
It started around noon, and a dusting quickly turned into a steady snowfall. I left work around twelve thirty, stopping at some places along the way, and by the time I got home at one thirty the snow was falling heavily, so thick and fast that I had to take two tries at our sloping driveway. Thats always a bit of a balancing act: too slow, and you won't get traction up the hill; too fast, and you might not stop before hitting the garage. Between then and three thirty I shoveled the top of the driveway twice, so that my wife would be able to get in without incident; she did, but the snow was already covering the top on her arrival. She just went out to do a little bit (memories of the last snowfall fresh in her mind) and said that since her arrival home about four inches has fallen. The prediction is for a total accumulation of six to ten inches. Fortunately, tomorrow is Saturday, and we have no plans, other than the usual run to the supermarket, which can certainly be delayed. Sunday -- urgh -- I get up at four thirty to dial into a product upgrade, but even there, its just across the hall, not actually driving in, so its bearable.
I see where the united Republican front, aided by two independents, blocked a Senate resolution to force the return of troops from Iraq. I am sorry that it failed, but not sorry that it failed this way. Its a good thing for a party to have to fight and to compomise for what it wants, and I would bet that there are some Republicans who are right on the edge of voting for it, just as there probably were some Democrats who voted but without full support. Its not a great thing, but it is a good thing.
And I see where the United States is now making common cause with a 'radical cleric'. I always cringe when I hear that phrase. I don't believe in militant religions, and I don't like giving people who are militant and religious the right to use the same title as genuine men and women of peace. Call him a radical, call him a militant, but don't call him a cleric. Thats secondary to what he is.
It started around noon, and a dusting quickly turned into a steady snowfall. I left work around twelve thirty, stopping at some places along the way, and by the time I got home at one thirty the snow was falling heavily, so thick and fast that I had to take two tries at our sloping driveway. Thats always a bit of a balancing act: too slow, and you won't get traction up the hill; too fast, and you might not stop before hitting the garage. Between then and three thirty I shoveled the top of the driveway twice, so that my wife would be able to get in without incident; she did, but the snow was already covering the top on her arrival. She just went out to do a little bit (memories of the last snowfall fresh in her mind) and said that since her arrival home about four inches has fallen. The prediction is for a total accumulation of six to ten inches. Fortunately, tomorrow is Saturday, and we have no plans, other than the usual run to the supermarket, which can certainly be delayed. Sunday -- urgh -- I get up at four thirty to dial into a product upgrade, but even there, its just across the hall, not actually driving in, so its bearable.
I see where the united Republican front, aided by two independents, blocked a Senate resolution to force the return of troops from Iraq. I am sorry that it failed, but not sorry that it failed this way. Its a good thing for a party to have to fight and to compomise for what it wants, and I would bet that there are some Republicans who are right on the edge of voting for it, just as there probably were some Democrats who voted but without full support. Its not a great thing, but it is a good thing.
And I see where the United States is now making common cause with a 'radical cleric'. I always cringe when I hear that phrase. I don't believe in militant religions, and I don't like giving people who are militant and religious the right to use the same title as genuine men and women of peace. Call him a radical, call him a militant, but don't call him a cleric. Thats secondary to what he is.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Elect Susie
Doing Politics
As may have been occasionally apparent here, my politics tend to veer toward the Democrats, though my registration is Republican. Since I am dismayed by how ineffectual the local Democratic party is, I offered to volunteer to one of their organizations. I didn't think I would do anything substantive, but I flattered myself that perhaps I would be able to do something useful. I got a response that said thanks, we'll be in touch.
Tick...tick...tick...
Okay, I said, what the heck is going on here. So I wrote again, saying that I hadn't heard from anyone, and whats up? Gee, they said, surprised, we'll check. And they asked if I know how to do HTML, and I said that I did, though I normally use a nifty little package called Visual Page to do that sort of thing. In any event, they said that I'd be hearing from the chair of the local organization.
And I did. Two mailings, each advertising a rally or coffeeklatche or gathering or something (it was sort of vague) in support of labor and the disadvantaged, hurray, hurrah, lets all get together, link arms, and sing the old marching songs!!! These people are stuck in the 1950s, I think. Perhaps the 60s.
So I started to think 'If I were a normally apathetic voter (which I am, for the most part), what would I expect to see on a web site for a political organization?' Well, I thought, it should talk about politics -- who's running where, what the issues of the day are, who the competition is. And it should talk about the communities -- whats of interest (in a general way) and where to go to find out more. I'd have something that invigorates the people who look at it.
They do mention that elections are coming.
Sigh.
Tick...tick...tick...
Okay, I said, what the heck is going on here. So I wrote again, saying that I hadn't heard from anyone, and whats up? Gee, they said, surprised, we'll check. And they asked if I know how to do HTML, and I said that I did, though I normally use a nifty little package called Visual Page to do that sort of thing. In any event, they said that I'd be hearing from the chair of the local organization.
And I did. Two mailings, each advertising a rally or coffeeklatche or gathering or something (it was sort of vague) in support of labor and the disadvantaged, hurray, hurrah, lets all get together, link arms, and sing the old marching songs!!! These people are stuck in the 1950s, I think. Perhaps the 60s.
So I started to think 'If I were a normally apathetic voter (which I am, for the most part), what would I expect to see on a web site for a political organization?' Well, I thought, it should talk about politics -- who's running where, what the issues of the day are, who the competition is. And it should talk about the communities -- whats of interest (in a general way) and where to go to find out more. I'd have something that invigorates the people who look at it.
They do mention that elections are coming.
Sigh.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Food
I'm not sure if I'd ever make this recipe -- my ambivilence is clearly indicated by the fact that I didn't even save the recipe, so I'm doing this from memory -- but I have to admit, it sounds pretty good.
1) Cook some bacon -- say, eight or ten slices.
2) Slice some sharp cheddar.
3) Slice two (or four) pieces of French bread.
4) Slice a fresh Bartlett pear, fairly thin.
5) Heat a griddle.
6) Make a sandwich of the bread, cheese, pear, and bacon.
7) Butter the outside of the top piece of bread.
8) Put the sandwich on the griddle, buttered piece down, and butter the new top piece.
9) After it has browned, flip the sandwich so that the untoasted bread is on the griddle.
10) Optionally, press down on the sandwich to flatten it a bit.
11) Cook till browned.
I think I'd like eating it, but I'm not sure about the effort to make it.
1) Cook some bacon -- say, eight or ten slices.
2) Slice some sharp cheddar.
3) Slice two (or four) pieces of French bread.
4) Slice a fresh Bartlett pear, fairly thin.
5) Heat a griddle.
6) Make a sandwich of the bread, cheese, pear, and bacon.
7) Butter the outside of the top piece of bread.
8) Put the sandwich on the griddle, buttered piece down, and butter the new top piece.
9) After it has browned, flip the sandwich so that the untoasted bread is on the griddle.
10) Optionally, press down on the sandwich to flatten it a bit.
11) Cook till browned.
I think I'd like eating it, but I'm not sure about the effort to make it.
A Fixer-Upper
I always think that things can be fixed quickly. Just as, when I was in school, I assume that if I didn't get something, I couldn't get it, I for the longest time thought that if I couldn't fix something quickly, then I couldn't fix it. The idea that something was fixable as a series of steps didn't even occur to me.
Complex solutions don''t easily occur to me. Its not so much solutions that require multiple areas of knowledge, or patience over time, but solutions that are composed of multiple interlocking steps. And it flummoxes me that there are problems which may not be solvable at all unless you're willing to be very flexible in what you call a 'solution', and even then, if you don't have access to multiple pieces of information and knowledge, you might not be able to solve it. The project that I worked on for almost a year, off and on, without getting it to work, was like that. It wasn't conceptually a difficult project -- yes, you had to know multiple technical concepts, but its not like they were impossible to know, and you usually didn't have to know them in depth, so long as you knew the 'magic words' -- but it took so long, and so much patience, with so much need for involvement by people who really didn't care, and weren't forthcoming with helpful information, and it was so flippin' unclear about why it didn't work when it didn't work (and sometimes, even figuring out if it was working or not was problematic, to put it mildly), that I just about lost my mind over it. This is doable, I thought, but not doable by me. I don't have the right mindset. This bugged me, though. I don't like failing at something.
For that reason, it is a mild pleasure to see the people who are trying to make it work now coming to the conclusion that this project and this product in our environment is quite difficult -- see, dammit, it wasn't just me! -- but I really do want it to work. And I want to know how to make it work. I have been watching closely as the people doing it do their things, hit their roadblocks, and I try to learn from their problems.
I want to be able to make it work. I want to be able to fix it.
Complex solutions don''t easily occur to me. Its not so much solutions that require multiple areas of knowledge, or patience over time, but solutions that are composed of multiple interlocking steps. And it flummoxes me that there are problems which may not be solvable at all unless you're willing to be very flexible in what you call a 'solution', and even then, if you don't have access to multiple pieces of information and knowledge, you might not be able to solve it. The project that I worked on for almost a year, off and on, without getting it to work, was like that. It wasn't conceptually a difficult project -- yes, you had to know multiple technical concepts, but its not like they were impossible to know, and you usually didn't have to know them in depth, so long as you knew the 'magic words' -- but it took so long, and so much patience, with so much need for involvement by people who really didn't care, and weren't forthcoming with helpful information, and it was so flippin' unclear about why it didn't work when it didn't work (and sometimes, even figuring out if it was working or not was problematic, to put it mildly), that I just about lost my mind over it. This is doable, I thought, but not doable by me. I don't have the right mindset. This bugged me, though. I don't like failing at something.
For that reason, it is a mild pleasure to see the people who are trying to make it work now coming to the conclusion that this project and this product in our environment is quite difficult -- see, dammit, it wasn't just me! -- but I really do want it to work. And I want to know how to make it work. I have been watching closely as the people doing it do their things, hit their roadblocks, and I try to learn from their problems.
I want to be able to make it work. I want to be able to fix it.
David Leibowitz
I came across David Leiblowitz's site today, and in a section about '5 things you don't know about me', he said that he doesn't really care who wins in 2008; he just wants this country liked and respected again. I'd like that. I don't know if its possible.
He also says this:
Once a woman came into a restaurant where I worked and had dinner all by herself.
Me, too. Is that weird?
He also says this:
Once a woman came into a restaurant where I worked and had dinner all by herself.
At the end of her meal, she asked the waiter to put a birthday candle on her dessert.
Fifteen years later, I still feel really sad about it.
Me, too. Is that weird?
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Land Baron
There was an article on NPR's marketplace report about the difficulties in the sub-prime lending market, and how they are leading to problems in the prime lending market. Buyers, they said, are having more difficulty getting money; sellers are having difficulty moving houses at the price they want. All of which is depressing housing prices. So, on a walk this evening, I asked my wife if there was anything to the idea of cashing in on that and buying a retirement home, even an interim one, now, and selling it later. She liked the idea, but pointed out that such a house would be vacant half the year -- so what if we looked into buying a condominium in a resort area, renting it for peak periods, and using it ourselves part of the year, eventually making it a second home, and then possibly someplace to live while we had a new home built?
Hmmm..... I'm a really conservative guy, financially (and most ways), but-- hmmm.....
Hmmm..... I'm a really conservative guy, financially (and most ways), but-- hmmm.....
Monday, March 12, 2007
Gunz
I'm not a guns person. I understand why normal people like them; I just don't share that enthusiasm.
But this is amazing.
But this is amazing.
Humour?
I've seem variants of this joke in multiple places. I totally don't get it.
This guy walks into a doctors office and his head is big and orange. The doctor says "Good god man, you've got a big orange head! How did this happen?" Guy starts to tell his story.
Well doctor, the other day I was walking along the beach when I notice a piece of metal sticking out of the sand. I picked it up and it was a lamp. I brushed off the sand and *poof* out pops a genie who says he will grant me three wishes. I say genie for my first wish I want a bank account with 10 billion dollars. Genie says *poof* and hands the me a card with a account number and routing number to a bank account with 10 billion dollars. So then I said genie for my second wish I want to be married to the most beautiful woman in the world and I want her to be madly in love with me. All of a sudden *poof* I'm standing next to the most beautiful woman in the world, and in her hand she has a marriage certificate.
At this point in the story the guy turns to the doctor and says "Doctor, I think this is the point where I went wrong. I turned to the genie and said 'Genie for my third wish I want a big orange head!'"
What am I missing?
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In contrast, this one I do get.
Saint Peter is checking people in to Heaven, and he's getting a bit tired. After all, this never ends! He sees Jesus walking by and asks if he'd mind taking a turn while he goes off on a break. Jesus, being a nice guy, says sure, and so he settles into the chair and presses on, people from all the ages of history coming up, one by one. In a while, an elderly, apparently poor man comes up, and mentions that he is very glad to be there, because he wants to find his son, the light of his life. Jesus nods in sympathy, and, noticing the man's calloused hands, asks what he did in life.
I was sort of a carpenter, you might say, the man replies.
Your son, too? Jesus asks.
No, no -- he wasn't meant to do that. And he died so young. But I am sure he's here, and I want to see him just as soon as I can.
Jesus smiles. I'm sure you will, he says, but you know, Heaven is a very big place. It might take a bit to find him.
The man shakes his head. Oh, I don't think so. You see, my son is rather -- distinctive. He's got holes in his hands.
Jesus's eyes widen. Holes? In his hands?
Yes, the man says -- from the nails.
Nails? Excited, Jesus leaps to his feet. Nails? And you were - a carpenter? Oh my goodness -- Jesus runs around the desk and grasps the man. Dad! Dad!
The man stares, surprised:
Pinocchio?
This guy walks into a doctors office and his head is big and orange. The doctor says "Good god man, you've got a big orange head! How did this happen?" Guy starts to tell his story.
Well doctor, the other day I was walking along the beach when I notice a piece of metal sticking out of the sand. I picked it up and it was a lamp. I brushed off the sand and *poof* out pops a genie who says he will grant me three wishes. I say genie for my first wish I want a bank account with 10 billion dollars. Genie says *poof* and hands the me a card with a account number and routing number to a bank account with 10 billion dollars. So then I said genie for my second wish I want to be married to the most beautiful woman in the world and I want her to be madly in love with me. All of a sudden *poof* I'm standing next to the most beautiful woman in the world, and in her hand she has a marriage certificate.
At this point in the story the guy turns to the doctor and says "Doctor, I think this is the point where I went wrong. I turned to the genie and said 'Genie for my third wish I want a big orange head!'"
What am I missing?
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In contrast, this one I do get.
Saint Peter is checking people in to Heaven, and he's getting a bit tired. After all, this never ends! He sees Jesus walking by and asks if he'd mind taking a turn while he goes off on a break. Jesus, being a nice guy, says sure, and so he settles into the chair and presses on, people from all the ages of history coming up, one by one. In a while, an elderly, apparently poor man comes up, and mentions that he is very glad to be there, because he wants to find his son, the light of his life. Jesus nods in sympathy, and, noticing the man's calloused hands, asks what he did in life.
I was sort of a carpenter, you might say, the man replies.
Your son, too? Jesus asks.
No, no -- he wasn't meant to do that. And he died so young. But I am sure he's here, and I want to see him just as soon as I can.
Jesus smiles. I'm sure you will, he says, but you know, Heaven is a very big place. It might take a bit to find him.
The man shakes his head. Oh, I don't think so. You see, my son is rather -- distinctive. He's got holes in his hands.
Jesus's eyes widen. Holes? In his hands?
Yes, the man says -- from the nails.
Nails? Excited, Jesus leaps to his feet. Nails? And you were - a carpenter? Oh my goodness -- Jesus runs around the desk and grasps the man. Dad! Dad!
The man stares, surprised:
Pinocchio?
Plans, Plans
My plan is to retire some time between December 31 of this year and June 30 of next year. It's contingent on how things are going at work. They're mostly going well, at the moment.
Today I got a mass mailing email that a group which supports a product I happen to like is looking for people to join their group. It'd be a remote assignment, as the group is located in Boulder, Colorado. If I applied and was accepted, I'd be working from home, most likely. I'd be installing the product at other locations. As I happen to think this product needs improvement in the way it gets installed, this would be an interesting assignment.
This might affect the plan. Might not.
Whats weird is that I don't like the thought of the plan changing. I mean: its the plan.
Today I got a mass mailing email that a group which supports a product I happen to like is looking for people to join their group. It'd be a remote assignment, as the group is located in Boulder, Colorado. If I applied and was accepted, I'd be working from home, most likely. I'd be installing the product at other locations. As I happen to think this product needs improvement in the way it gets installed, this would be an interesting assignment.
This might affect the plan. Might not.
Whats weird is that I don't like the thought of the plan changing. I mean: its the plan.
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Cincinnati Kid
This is what we had for dinner tonight. I had it on corn chips, my wife on rice, and both of us sprinkled it with sour cream and cheddar cheese. Quite good, particularly with a salad.
2 1/2 pounds ground beef
2 large onions, diced
4 cups cold water
1 6-ounce can tomato paste
1 1/2 tablespoons vinegar
1 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce
1 clove garlic, crushed
2 tablespoons chili powder
5 bay leaves
2 teaspoons cinnamon
1 teaspoon allspice
2 teaspoons cayenne pepper
1 1/2 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa
salt & pepper, to taste
1. In a large pot, brown beef until brown, add onions and water and bring to a boil.
2. Reduce to a simmer and add tomato paste and remaining ingredients.
3. Simmer 1-1/2 to 2 hours.
4. Season with salt & pepper to taste.
5. Remove bay leaves before serving.
To serve, (1) eat plain (2) chili on spaghetti (3) chili on spaghetti with cheddar cheese (4) chili, spaghetti, cheddar, and onions or (5) chili, spaghetti, cheddar, onions, and kidney beans
2 1/2 pounds ground beef
2 large onions, diced
4 cups cold water
1 6-ounce can tomato paste
1 1/2 tablespoons vinegar
1 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce
1 clove garlic, crushed
2 tablespoons chili powder
5 bay leaves
2 teaspoons cinnamon
1 teaspoon allspice
2 teaspoons cayenne pepper
1 1/2 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa
salt & pepper, to taste
1. In a large pot, brown beef until brown, add onions and water and bring to a boil.
2. Reduce to a simmer and add tomato paste and remaining ingredients.
3. Simmer 1-1/2 to 2 hours.
4. Season with salt & pepper to taste.
5. Remove bay leaves before serving.
To serve, (1) eat plain (2) chili on spaghetti (3) chili on spaghetti with cheddar cheese (4) chili, spaghetti, cheddar, and onions or (5) chili, spaghetti, cheddar, onions, and kidney beans
Today's Agenda
a) Reset all the clocks. Didn't we just do that?
b) Pay taxes. Didn't we just do that?
c) Make rice pudding.
Guess which one is done?
b) Pay taxes. Didn't we just do that?
c) Make rice pudding.
Guess which one is done?
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Aging
I attended a color guard competition tonight in which my daughter was participating. I brought my mother. The woman at the desk said 'Two seniors?'
Argh.........
At least I got to see about a hundred enthusiastic kids doing the Cha Cha Slide. Very cool.
Argh.........
At least I got to see about a hundred enthusiastic kids doing the Cha Cha Slide. Very cool.
AQ Mgmt
This is not an original thought with me -- I believe I read it someplace, or possibly inferred it from a comedian's routine -- but I like it, anyway.
Whenever someone says that they've captured, killed, or otherwise negated the 'number two man' in AQ, it never seems to throw that organization into disarray. You don't see a spokesterrorist on Al Jazzy saying that they'll be having a board meeting to designate a replacement, and in the meanwhile the negated person's deputy will stand in for them. Now, thats silly, of course, but the underlying concept -- I believe that. It makes sense, in a federation like AQ, where cells align and divest fluidly, that losing one person, or even several, is not going to jam up the organization -- because, in a strict sense, there is no organization, just a group of allied teams, all with the same general goals (dare I say: mission statement?) and their own methods of achieving them. I don't know if it'd be fair to call this a masterpiece of decentralization -- perhaps more a manifestation of flocking theory -- but it's useful, either way.
What does this suggest for the effectiveness of tightly coupled organizations?
Whenever someone says that they've captured, killed, or otherwise negated the 'number two man' in AQ, it never seems to throw that organization into disarray. You don't see a spokesterrorist on Al Jazzy saying that they'll be having a board meeting to designate a replacement, and in the meanwhile the negated person's deputy will stand in for them. Now, thats silly, of course, but the underlying concept -- I believe that. It makes sense, in a federation like AQ, where cells align and divest fluidly, that losing one person, or even several, is not going to jam up the organization -- because, in a strict sense, there is no organization, just a group of allied teams, all with the same general goals (dare I say: mission statement?) and their own methods of achieving them. I don't know if it'd be fair to call this a masterpiece of decentralization -- perhaps more a manifestation of flocking theory -- but it's useful, either way.
What does this suggest for the effectiveness of tightly coupled organizations?
Friday, March 09, 2007
Posting
I was just moseying through sites, when I came across one with a lovely picture of a quesadilla, complete with what appears to be strawberry jam. Yum, I thought, and started to read the article. "I can't believe I haven't posted about quesadillas before", the post started. Okay, fine, whatever, tell me about them! I skipped down a couple of lines and found this memorable phrase "..except for the ones at DelTacos, which taste like crap boogers to me." Next site, please! I mean, really. I know that coarse talk proves that you're one of the people, salt of the earth, not taken in by the shiny gimcrackery of the marketing world. Or at least I know thats what I'm supposed to think. But crap boogers?
One of the magazines we subscribe to is Kiplingers Personal Finance, which we regard as a pretty good mix -- not so dry as Barrons and the Wall Street Journal (except for the lead page center column, and the commentary columns, in the WSJ -- I always like that ), and not so much Gee! Wow! fluff as Money magazine. Over the last few issues, I found my enthusiasm waning, as the articles seemed to be aimed at people with way much more money than me, or incredible control over their finances. There's some of that in this issue, too: one family with three children already has over seven thousand dollars socked away for their youngest's college education (the kid is five years old) -- and my personal give me a BREAK article, the guy who won a Powerball lottery payout of $125 million dollars, took the lump sum payment of $85 million, and his goal is to turn that into two. billion. dollars. Oh, yeah, they're talking to me, for sure.
But this issue turns out to be substantially better than that, with a whole bunch of doable ways to increase savings, decrease costs, and generally enhance your financial life style. Which is so very important when you're planning on devastating it by major dental surgery, possibly buying a Mac, definitely buying a new car, and, oh yes, retiring at the end of the year (maybe). So, I'm glad we subscribe.
Speaking of the surgery (which has STILL not started, got to go put the jumper cables to the people scheduling this stuff): there is a faint possibility that my new health (not dental) plan may cover the bone grafting part of the procedure. Thats about a third of the cost, and they'd likely pay less than half -- but as I said to my wife, any amount greater than zero would be a Good Thing. We'll see. I don't have my hopes up, but wouldn't it be nice?
Time change this weekend. Can't wait to see all those timers go berserk!
One of the magazines we subscribe to is Kiplingers Personal Finance, which we regard as a pretty good mix -- not so dry as Barrons and the Wall Street Journal (except for the lead page center column, and the commentary columns, in the WSJ -- I always like that ), and not so much Gee! Wow! fluff as Money magazine. Over the last few issues, I found my enthusiasm waning, as the articles seemed to be aimed at people with way much more money than me, or incredible control over their finances. There's some of that in this issue, too: one family with three children already has over seven thousand dollars socked away for their youngest's college education (the kid is five years old) -- and my personal give me a BREAK article, the guy who won a Powerball lottery payout of $125 million dollars, took the lump sum payment of $85 million, and his goal is to turn that into two. billion. dollars. Oh, yeah, they're talking to me, for sure.
But this issue turns out to be substantially better than that, with a whole bunch of doable ways to increase savings, decrease costs, and generally enhance your financial life style. Which is so very important when you're planning on devastating it by major dental surgery, possibly buying a Mac, definitely buying a new car, and, oh yes, retiring at the end of the year (maybe). So, I'm glad we subscribe.
Speaking of the surgery (which has STILL not started, got to go put the jumper cables to the people scheduling this stuff): there is a faint possibility that my new health (not dental) plan may cover the bone grafting part of the procedure. Thats about a third of the cost, and they'd likely pay less than half -- but as I said to my wife, any amount greater than zero would be a Good Thing. We'll see. I don't have my hopes up, but wouldn't it be nice?
Time change this weekend. Can't wait to see all those timers go berserk!
NonPerson
I am apparently a non person.
In order to be allowed to participate in a mentoring program at my daughter's school, I had to get a criminal records background check and a child-abuse-history background check. Neither one turned up anything. Granted, they don't put it in glowing terms - more like 'we looked up the probably fake name you gave us, and didn't find squat -- but still: nothing.
I'm a non-person - can you see me?
In order to be allowed to participate in a mentoring program at my daughter's school, I had to get a criminal records background check and a child-abuse-history background check. Neither one turned up anything. Granted, they don't put it in glowing terms - more like 'we looked up the probably fake name you gave us, and didn't find squat -- but still: nothing.
I'm a non-person - can you see me?
Thursday, March 08, 2007
WinLiMac
I would like a new desktop PC. I do not have a good reason for this. I have a little bit of a reason, which is that the desktop we have, which is all of three years old, is for some reason getting really slow. I don't think its just perception; I think it truly is. Not as slow as my Win2K PC was, or Win98, but still: slow.
So, which one?
I am emotionally against getting Vista, because it sounds like they've sold their souls for DRM. Which is odd, because I don't download music, and few videos, so the odds of me being affected by this are slim. But still: there is a fair amount of press that makes me think (shudder) when I think of it. Plus, I hate the idea of having to get a gihugic machine just to get Vista to run at all, plus, to get all of the niftiness that they advertise, you need the top of the line Vista, and a TRULY big machine -- say, eight to ten thousand megawatts of power, and thats just the screensaver. Neither of these is all that appealing, and in concert, as appealing as congealed lard.
I am intellectually for getting Linux, because it isn't Windows, until I read a site where a guy talked about all he had to do to get a Linux machine working, the bottom line of which was, it was a freakin' LOT of work, but he really really enjoyed it, and if you like going deep into the innards of an operating system, you would, too.
I am emotionally for getting a Mac, because I have been seduced by the image of Macs as cool and sleek and all of that, though I am sure they are not THAT amazingly good, and I am sure they have their own why the hell did they do it THAT way??? moments. Plus, there'd be the learning curve, and the question of connecting it to our home network. Doable, but at what cost? And lets not forget the gihugic price of Macs, too -- three or four times the cost of a WinBox (though, if you're talking Vista Deathstar version, maybe only twice). And what of the sunk monies in our existing software -- how much Apple-specific stuff would be needed? Of course, we could get the Parallels package to let us run Windows appls under the Mac....Argh, another money pit...
So I dunno. But this going to take some thinking.... Fortunately, we have time. Sites like this one help.
So, which one?
I am emotionally against getting Vista, because it sounds like they've sold their souls for DRM. Which is odd, because I don't download music, and few videos, so the odds of me being affected by this are slim. But still: there is a fair amount of press that makes me think (shudder) when I think of it. Plus, I hate the idea of having to get a gihugic machine just to get Vista to run at all, plus, to get all of the niftiness that they advertise, you need the top of the line Vista, and a TRULY big machine -- say, eight to ten thousand megawatts of power, and thats just the screensaver. Neither of these is all that appealing, and in concert, as appealing as congealed lard.
I am intellectually for getting Linux, because it isn't Windows, until I read a site where a guy talked about all he had to do to get a Linux machine working, the bottom line of which was, it was a freakin' LOT of work, but he really really enjoyed it, and if you like going deep into the innards of an operating system, you would, too.
I am emotionally for getting a Mac, because I have been seduced by the image of Macs as cool and sleek and all of that, though I am sure they are not THAT amazingly good, and I am sure they have their own why the hell did they do it THAT way??? moments. Plus, there'd be the learning curve, and the question of connecting it to our home network. Doable, but at what cost? And lets not forget the gihugic price of Macs, too -- three or four times the cost of a WinBox (though, if you're talking Vista Deathstar version, maybe only twice). And what of the sunk monies in our existing software -- how much Apple-specific stuff would be needed? Of course, we could get the Parallels package to let us run Windows appls under the Mac....Argh, another money pit...
So I dunno. But this going to take some thinking.... Fortunately, we have time. Sites like this one help.
Lonely B
My daughter got her mid-term grades today. She got a lonely B.
Lonely because it was the only B in the whole pack.
Those A's can be so snobby....
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Lonely because it was the only B in the whole pack.
Those A's can be so snobby....
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Terry Tate, Office Linebacker
An earlier version of this commercial was one of the Super Bowl Ads last year. Its still quite funny, and there is a sly reference to the TPS report, as well.
Observations
...after fixing the daughter's jammed shaver.
Not everything that is battery operated is intended to be opened up.
Just because kids have no fear about taking things apart doesn't mean that they know how to put them back together.
Try the WD-40 first.
Not everything that is battery operated is intended to be opened up.
Just because kids have no fear about taking things apart doesn't mean that they know how to put them back together.
Try the WD-40 first.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Cabaret
Remember the Money song from Cabaret? Money money money money money money money.... It was going through my mind a little bit ago as I dipped into a paperback that I'd picked up for some light reading -- The Number: A Completely Different Way to Think About the Rest of your Life. Like others my age, I've been thinking about how much money we have, and how much we need for a comfortable, not lavish, retirement. I don't obsess about it (others might disagree), but I do think about it a fair amount. I've got a spreadsheet that I started keeping about five years ago which lists all of the money we get, all that we have, all that we can expect to get, both incoming and outgoing. As a result of that spreadsheet, I feel that we have a pretty good grasp of what's required, but there is always that Yeah, But.... As in, what if there's a financial crash, and the two thirds of your money that's in stocks and bonds vanishes or becomes a shell of its former self? What if you get very sick, and you are found to have too much money to get any kind of governmental assistance, but not enough to be able to fund your illness and retirement at the same time? What if...and so on, and so on, and so on. What I really wanted, of course, is someone to tell me what the most likely number is that I'll need -- and by most likely, I really mean The most likely given the vast majority of potential outcomes. If you tell me that there's a seventy five percent chance that I'll need four hundred thousand in the bank now, I'll think 'gee, thats only three out of four, which seems like it leaves a large loophole'. If you tell me there's an eighty five percent chance I'll need seven hundred thousand now, I'll still think that remaining fifteen percent is a large loophole, though its approaching bearable. I am looking for something in the ninety percent or so range -- sort of a 'not quite worst case, but in that ballpark'. And no one will give you that without so many caveats and disclaimers that its essentially useless.
I thought that a different approach might be useful, and so I picked the book up. Anything offering a completely different approach might be just the ticket I need to understand not just the components of financial security (I think I've got that) but the logic, the sociology of it (regarding which, I'm fairly naive). It might say too many Age of Love concepts (go with the flow, ride with the tide, what you have is what you need, don't worry about it) ; it might be too mechanistic (fill in the following spreadsheets, make the following assumptions, indicate your priorities in this list...) ; it might be totally useless -- but heck, it's an inexpensive book, so, sure, give it a shot. And thus far, only two chapters into it, I'm finding it to be a good read. The guy has a nice, comfortable writing style, he touches on the things you think about but don't discuss with anyone except your life partner, and sometimes not even them, and he manages to not mince words without being so scary that you throw the book down, shuddering. I'm still reading the Roosevelt book (and liking it; just finished his writing about San Juan Hill, which was not nearly as romantic as I recall from school), but this makes good casual reading for when I want something serious, written well, in a comfortable style.
And who knows? Maybe I'll learn not to obsess about the number.
I thought that a different approach might be useful, and so I picked the book up. Anything offering a completely different approach might be just the ticket I need to understand not just the components of financial security (I think I've got that) but the logic, the sociology of it (regarding which, I'm fairly naive). It might say too many Age of Love concepts (go with the flow, ride with the tide, what you have is what you need, don't worry about it) ; it might be too mechanistic (fill in the following spreadsheets, make the following assumptions, indicate your priorities in this list...) ; it might be totally useless -- but heck, it's an inexpensive book, so, sure, give it a shot. And thus far, only two chapters into it, I'm finding it to be a good read. The guy has a nice, comfortable writing style, he touches on the things you think about but don't discuss with anyone except your life partner, and sometimes not even them, and he manages to not mince words without being so scary that you throw the book down, shuddering. I'm still reading the Roosevelt book (and liking it; just finished his writing about San Juan Hill, which was not nearly as romantic as I recall from school), but this makes good casual reading for when I want something serious, written well, in a comfortable style.
And who knows? Maybe I'll learn not to obsess about the number.
I do not BELIEVE it....
Yesterday, a prediction of 1 - 3 inches.
Today, a prediction of 2 - 4.
Two hour delay when we got up.
Now, an hour later: Closed.
And somehow, the daughter who said that she did not want a snow day because it'd be tacked on as another school day to the end of the year -- somehow, she's keeping her sorrow well hidden.
Today, a prediction of 2 - 4.
Two hour delay when we got up.
Now, an hour later: Closed.
And somehow, the daughter who said that she did not want a snow day because it'd be tacked on as another school day to the end of the year -- somehow, she's keeping her sorrow well hidden.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Who's Speaking?
I've been watching the current furor over the state of the Walter Reed hospital with interest, trying to understand how it happened, and trying to extrapolate from it. These are our shattered sons and destroyed daughters who have been in that fetid pit, after all. How did it happen? Where will it end?
We are both horrified that it could have happened, and angry that it did. Part of that anger is a reflection of changing attitudes toward the war, and part of it is realization of how squalid things have become here at home, when even the wounded can't automatically expect compassion and effective treatment. This wouldn't have come to light had not the Washington Post publicized it, apparently. In response, the Bush Administration has reacted, and though there is a measured, almost predictable cadence to their responses, they are doing the right things. They’ve promised quick action. They’ve fired people. They’ve instituted a bipartisan commission to review the entire military health care system. Like FEMA, and its hyper awareness after Katrina that it had better get the next one right, they’re scrambling to fix this mess and to put it behind them. Part of the reactions of the politicians and the generals is undoubtedly Kabuki, but it is action in the right direction.
What brought us here?
I always wince a bit when I have to confront being an adult about issues such as this. When the Ford Motor Company was shown to have done cost-benefit analyses to determine how much they should spend to improve their cars, relative to how much they could expect to have to pay out in damages to people injured in their cars, I wasn’t yet an adult, but I was pretty sure that this was not common. People simply didn’t do things like that, even when, obviously, it was being done. Now, as an adult, I am sure that people do not behave in the manner that they appear to have behaved in this case. People do not simply accept that their sons and daughters are being treated shabbily, or the sons and daughters of others, entrusted to them. Yet they have. Why?
I think we’ve gotten tired. We're not thinking clearly. The Army chief of staff was quoted as saying that working in the military bureaucracy was a morass, and it was like walking in hip boots through mud. It drained you, he said slowly, emphatically, and it did it every single day. Its a good image, and I suggest that it's more generally applicable than just here. I think that we’ve all been walking in muck for the last two years, and it's slowed us down, made us tired, and cranky.
We've seen whole groups of people hated because of who they are, or what their ancestors did, not because of what they've personally done or are very likely to do. It surprised us, at first, but we've gotten used to it. We've seen people at religious services blown up. It surprised us, too, but we've gotten used to it. We’ve seen politicians acting like spoiled, petulant children, but we’ve gotten used to it. We’ve seen our military doing things that we would have scorned and loathed if done by the henchmen of a dictator, but we’ve gotten used to it. We’ve seen a president floundering, a vice president lying, congressmen caught in unethical and immoral actions, but we’ve gotten used to it. And now we see an institution of healing being, to some degree, nothing of the sort. And pretty soon, we’re going to get used to that, too. We don't want to, just as we didn't want to get used to any of the other atrocities and abominations. We don't like any of it, but its all too big for us to handle, too intense, too overwhelming. We've hunkered down, and waited with fading hope for it to get better, or to stabilize. But it hasn't. It gets worse, and the contagion spreads.
I have a suggestion. Several, really, but they all come down to one.
Most of us cannot change the world, the country, the state, our company. We're doing good just to be able to change our immediate area, or ourselves. So -- capitalize on that.
Think globally, act locally. No matter how global, no matter how local. Find something you care about, and watch it, follow it. If you can fix something, fix it; if you can't, get someone else to fix it. Speak up. Make your voice heard. And work with people, not against them. We are together in this against the forces of apathy and greed. They've got the money, we have the numbers.
It sounds lame, I know. The fixers and the professional lobbyists don’t even know you exist, and the professional politicians don’t, either – until something shakes them up. So – shake them up. Speak. Act. Vote.
Take your country, and your planet, back.
Speak up.
We are both horrified that it could have happened, and angry that it did. Part of that anger is a reflection of changing attitudes toward the war, and part of it is realization of how squalid things have become here at home, when even the wounded can't automatically expect compassion and effective treatment. This wouldn't have come to light had not the Washington Post publicized it, apparently. In response, the Bush Administration has reacted, and though there is a measured, almost predictable cadence to their responses, they are doing the right things. They’ve promised quick action. They’ve fired people. They’ve instituted a bipartisan commission to review the entire military health care system. Like FEMA, and its hyper awareness after Katrina that it had better get the next one right, they’re scrambling to fix this mess and to put it behind them. Part of the reactions of the politicians and the generals is undoubtedly Kabuki, but it is action in the right direction.
What brought us here?
I always wince a bit when I have to confront being an adult about issues such as this. When the Ford Motor Company was shown to have done cost-benefit analyses to determine how much they should spend to improve their cars, relative to how much they could expect to have to pay out in damages to people injured in their cars, I wasn’t yet an adult, but I was pretty sure that this was not common. People simply didn’t do things like that, even when, obviously, it was being done. Now, as an adult, I am sure that people do not behave in the manner that they appear to have behaved in this case. People do not simply accept that their sons and daughters are being treated shabbily, or the sons and daughters of others, entrusted to them. Yet they have. Why?
I think we’ve gotten tired. We're not thinking clearly. The Army chief of staff was quoted as saying that working in the military bureaucracy was a morass, and it was like walking in hip boots through mud. It drained you, he said slowly, emphatically, and it did it every single day. Its a good image, and I suggest that it's more generally applicable than just here. I think that we’ve all been walking in muck for the last two years, and it's slowed us down, made us tired, and cranky.
We've seen whole groups of people hated because of who they are, or what their ancestors did, not because of what they've personally done or are very likely to do. It surprised us, at first, but we've gotten used to it. We've seen people at religious services blown up. It surprised us, too, but we've gotten used to it. We’ve seen politicians acting like spoiled, petulant children, but we’ve gotten used to it. We’ve seen our military doing things that we would have scorned and loathed if done by the henchmen of a dictator, but we’ve gotten used to it. We’ve seen a president floundering, a vice president lying, congressmen caught in unethical and immoral actions, but we’ve gotten used to it. And now we see an institution of healing being, to some degree, nothing of the sort. And pretty soon, we’re going to get used to that, too. We don't want to, just as we didn't want to get used to any of the other atrocities and abominations. We don't like any of it, but its all too big for us to handle, too intense, too overwhelming. We've hunkered down, and waited with fading hope for it to get better, or to stabilize. But it hasn't. It gets worse, and the contagion spreads.
I have a suggestion. Several, really, but they all come down to one.
Most of us cannot change the world, the country, the state, our company. We're doing good just to be able to change our immediate area, or ourselves. So -- capitalize on that.
Think globally, act locally. No matter how global, no matter how local. Find something you care about, and watch it, follow it. If you can fix something, fix it; if you can't, get someone else to fix it. Speak up. Make your voice heard. And work with people, not against them. We are together in this against the forces of apathy and greed. They've got the money, we have the numbers.
It sounds lame, I know. The fixers and the professional lobbyists don’t even know you exist, and the professional politicians don’t, either – until something shakes them up. So – shake them up. Speak. Act. Vote.
Take your country, and your planet, back.
Speak up.
Monday, March 05, 2007
Doughnut Oblongs
I found this excellent recipe for Doughnuts at the Indyfoodie blogspot. The batter took about eight minutes to mix up, which gave the fryer time to heat and the butter to melt, and then it was about three minutes until the first batch was ready. They're quite good.
1 egg
1/2 cup sugar
1 Tablespoon melted butter
1/2 cup milk
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/8 teaspoon nutmeg
1/4 teaspoon cinnamon
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 1/2 cup flour
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oil for frying
1/2 cup sugar for coating
Mix all ingredients and pour by teaspoonful into a few inches of hot oil. Just do a few at a time. When they are ready to turn over they will start to flip on their own...some may need a little help. These should be cooked till they are a nice dark brown. Remove from oil and place on a paper towel. While they are still hot drop them in a paper bag that has 1/2 cup of sugar in it. Shake them around till they are well coated. Eat them hot as that's when they are the best!
1 egg
1/2 cup sugar
1 Tablespoon melted butter
1/2 cup milk
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/8 teaspoon nutmeg
1/4 teaspoon cinnamon
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 1/2 cup flour
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oil for frying
1/2 cup sugar for coating
Mix all ingredients and pour by teaspoonful into a few inches of hot oil. Just do a few at a time. When they are ready to turn over they will start to flip on their own...some may need a little help. These should be cooked till they are a nice dark brown. Remove from oil and place on a paper towel. While they are still hot drop them in a paper bag that has 1/2 cup of sugar in it. Shake them around till they are well coated. Eat them hot as that's when they are the best!
Burn before Reading
This email explains, better than I could, what fascinates me about people and security at my company. The email comes from a person who is responsible for keeping track of security-related things we're supposed to be doing. (I've altered the email somewhat to disguise what exactly is being requested.)
The requirements for changing the master password on your systems has changed. The passwords need to change every 186 days but there is no longer a requirement to track this task.
Would the Primary on each system please enter the command to change the password.
Please send a note to your self and keep it for audit purposes just in case it is needed in the future.
So as I read that -- we don't have to track doing it any more, but we should track it just in case we change our minds later....
The requirements for changing the master password on your systems has changed. The passwords need to change every 186 days but there is no longer a requirement to track this task.
Would the Primary on each system please enter the command to change the password.
Please send a note to your self and keep it for audit purposes just in case it is needed in the future.
So as I read that -- we don't have to track doing it any more, but we should track it just in case we change our minds later....
Another One
Another slow day -- slow enough for me to watch about half of these videos; they're pretty good. My favorite? 405, about three quarters down the list.
The day didn't start out too well -- I was grumpy, my toe hurts where I had at it with two knives and a mirror, one of our circuit breakers popped for unknown reason, the daughteroid seemed to think it was our fault that she couldn't find her shoes (I think she was ticked, herself,because I grumpily pointed out the mess she'd left downstairs, last night) -- but it got better. Now I'm just bored. But I know better than to suggest to my group's manager that I'm bored -- he's the sort to cheerfully say Great, I've been looking for someone to help the auditors!
The day didn't start out too well -- I was grumpy, my toe hurts where I had at it with two knives and a mirror, one of our circuit breakers popped for unknown reason, the daughteroid seemed to think it was our fault that she couldn't find her shoes (I think she was ticked, herself,because I grumpily pointed out the mess she'd left downstairs, last night) -- but it got better. Now I'm just bored. But I know better than to suggest to my group's manager that I'm bored -- he's the sort to cheerfully say Great, I've been looking for someone to help the auditors!
Sunday, March 04, 2007
PPR
One of the blogs that I have listed over there on the left has a message that it is suspending publication for a while. The author says that she needs time to evaluate her life so as to find out why things are generally dark and unsatisfying for her. I was a little surprised to see it, because, though this person's blog generally has notes about why she seems to have great difficulty in finding a partner/mate/friend, I didn't get the sense that things were desperate. Now, apparently, they are, and she wants to take time to herself to figure out why, and what she can do about it. I felt sad for this person, and I hope that she can bring herself to a point of happiness, or at least one of contentment.
When I was writing the post about the person who works with me getting terminated, I wrote an earlier version that I then retracted, wherein I mentioned that I often have great difficulty in empathizing with people. Not with my wife; I care a great deal about her, and I care a great deal about my daughter. But as for others - yes, I find it tough. Somehow I tend to see what happens to other people as abstract. I can recognize that it -- whatever 'it' is -- is painful or unsettling, and I am sorry for them, but my empathy doesn't go much further than that. Its as if they are the classic 'people in a typhoon on the other side of the world'. I'm sorry about their problems; okay, time to turn the page. I don't know why. I think of myself as a caring person, but it might be more accurate to say that I am careful about whom I care about. I don't commit to other people, as a rule. I don't even visit relatives very often, or urge them to visit us. They're there; we're here; that's fine. I don't feel that I need them. I envy people who do have close-knit families, even as I shudder slightly at the idea of being close to anyone else. I don't know why that is.
I'm surprised, sometimes, at how open I can be in this blog (I think its a function of being unknown, though there are three people who read it on occasion who do know who I am, but even there, we've never met or talked, and only occasionally exchanged emails). And even with that openness, I sometimes remove or redact what I've written, because its too open. On the other hand, this forum does give me the chance to think about things that I think are useful for me -- even if its boring to those who might read it. What a self-absorbed idiot!
Oh, and that title? It stands for Pan-Pan Response, a reference to the title of that blogger's post.
When I was writing the post about the person who works with me getting terminated, I wrote an earlier version that I then retracted, wherein I mentioned that I often have great difficulty in empathizing with people. Not with my wife; I care a great deal about her, and I care a great deal about my daughter. But as for others - yes, I find it tough. Somehow I tend to see what happens to other people as abstract. I can recognize that it -- whatever 'it' is -- is painful or unsettling, and I am sorry for them, but my empathy doesn't go much further than that. Its as if they are the classic 'people in a typhoon on the other side of the world'. I'm sorry about their problems; okay, time to turn the page. I don't know why. I think of myself as a caring person, but it might be more accurate to say that I am careful about whom I care about. I don't commit to other people, as a rule. I don't even visit relatives very often, or urge them to visit us. They're there; we're here; that's fine. I don't feel that I need them. I envy people who do have close-knit families, even as I shudder slightly at the idea of being close to anyone else. I don't know why that is.
I'm surprised, sometimes, at how open I can be in this blog (I think its a function of being unknown, though there are three people who read it on occasion who do know who I am, but even there, we've never met or talked, and only occasionally exchanged emails). And even with that openness, I sometimes remove or redact what I've written, because its too open. On the other hand, this forum does give me the chance to think about things that I think are useful for me -- even if its boring to those who might read it. What a self-absorbed idiot!
Oh, and that title? It stands for Pan-Pan Response, a reference to the title of that blogger's post.
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Keith Olbermann
I had heard of Keith Olbermann's speech, but this was the first that I'd actually seen it. I knew, from what I read, that it was an amazing speech, but I did not know how powerful, how disconcerting it was.
If you have the nerve -- I almost wimped out, halfway through -- watch it.
If you have the nerve -- I almost wimped out, halfway through -- watch it.
The Iraq Insurgency for Beginners
This is the most lucid description of who, what, when, where, and why that I've seen -- anywhere. It is from the online magazine Salon.
The Iraq insurgency for beginners
A leading expert on the insurgency clarifies who is shooting whom in Iraq, the growing power of al-Qaida, the influence of Iran, and the only thing left for the U.S. to do.By Kevin Berger
Mar. 02, 2007 | For somebody in America, Evan Kohlmann has a remarkably intimate view of the Iraq insurgency. In 2004, he founded GlobalTerrorAlert.com, a clearinghouse of virtually every communiqué -- video, audio, Internet, printed -- issued by insurgent groups in Iraq. For three years, Kohlmann has pored through every one of them, with the help of Arabic translators, and emerged with a clear-eyed view of who is fighting whom in Iraq and why. Given his insights, Kohlmann has been put to work as a consultant by the U.S. Department of Defense, the Department of Justice, the FBI and the CIA.
(For the remainder of this article, go here.)
Geekin'
I'm somewhat of a garden variety geek, and I like system monitors -- things that tell me what the system is doing. Doesn't even matter which system -- normally its the mainframe computer system that I work on, but PC level ones are cool, too. I delight in page after page of data, even as I am bewildered by page after page of data. I have this basic belief that this stuff is understandable; that the monitor will tell me what is happening, and that, if I pursue it long enough, I will understand it.
One excellent, and free, tool is Process Monitor, from a company called SysInternals, now part of Microsoft. This page describes it and other utilities. They install easily and are simple to use (though not, I admit, to understand.) Another is PSSHUTDOWN, which I used via a shortcut from the desktop to put this laptop into standby. It's a small thing that saves me the three-step standby process.
I think its useful and occasionally fascinating stuff.
One excellent, and free, tool is Process Monitor, from a company called SysInternals, now part of Microsoft. This page describes it and other utilities. They install easily and are simple to use (though not, I admit, to understand.) Another is PSSHUTDOWN, which I used via a shortcut from the desktop to put this laptop into standby. It's a small thing that saves me the three-step standby process.
I think its useful and occasionally fascinating stuff.
Nice Job!
I recently read an article whose message was that telling kids 'nice job' or 'you're smart' when they succeed at something is counterproductive. The idea is that the child picks up the feeling that they achieved the goal not because they tried, or worked hard, but "because they are smart"; therefore, they gain the impression that they have a certain amount of ability, that this amount of ability is greater (perhaps) than other that of other children, but that this is an all-or-nothing deal -- they can't learn to do things that they can't do now, simply by applying effort to it. The brains they've got are the brains they've got. If they can't do something, they'll never be able to do it, because their 'level of smartness' isn't extensible. They can't 'get smarter'. You've got brown hair! You've got ten toes! You're smart! None of those can be changed. Where they are is where they are. Therefore, the article says, if you praise a child, it should be done in a task-directed manner. Don't say 'good job!'; say 'you stacked those blocks really well'. Don't say 'you're fast'; say 'I like the way you conserved your strength until the last lap and then poured it on while the others were tiring'.
I think that both styles are needed. I believe that praise focuses attention. People like being praised, and they will work to achieve more of it. (Okay, its got to be meaningful praise -- you wouldn't say "you're smart" in quite the same way to someone who's just won the Nobel Prize in Biochemistry-- and its got to come from someone whose praise you value.) But generalized raise by itself is not enough -- the general humour with which people view the attitudes of Californians toward 'feeling good about yourself' reflects the general belief that feeling good is not enough; you've got to do. The feeling is a good bedrock, but it is not achievement. You've got to think you can achieve, but you've also got to think that you can do the specific thing thats keeping you from the higher level of achievement. It's that latter need which is addressed by task-oriented praise.
When I was in high school, I was poor in anything related to math. (This, of course, makes me unique.) I was of the impression, though I never put it into words, that if I could not reach a certain level of achievement; then I could not reach it, any more than I could levitate up three feet by trying really, really hard. Although the primary cause of my poor performance was me, it was also that attitude. If you had asked me if I was trying hard, I would have said yes, I was -- and I was -- with the same effect as that levitation attempt. The effort I was putting into it was not productive, because I didn't know how to do it. I didn't know how to focus; I didn't know what to focus on. People told me all the time that I was smart, but that didn't help when it came to specifics. I needed to be shown, and, when I occasionally did succeed, I needed specific 'good job' praise for trying and achieving. Both were needed.
It seems like a simple concept now, but it surely wasn't then. Now I can praise myself (when I remember). And who knows? Maybe someday I'll finally understand what the heck that math geek instructor was talking about with his 'polar coordinates', about which, the only thought I would consistently have was 'Isn't that the directions to Santa's house?'
I see that you've read this whole post. Good job!
I think that both styles are needed. I believe that praise focuses attention. People like being praised, and they will work to achieve more of it. (Okay, its got to be meaningful praise -- you wouldn't say "you're smart" in quite the same way to someone who's just won the Nobel Prize in Biochemistry-- and its got to come from someone whose praise you value.) But generalized raise by itself is not enough -- the general humour with which people view the attitudes of Californians toward 'feeling good about yourself' reflects the general belief that feeling good is not enough; you've got to do. The feeling is a good bedrock, but it is not achievement. You've got to think you can achieve, but you've also got to think that you can do the specific thing thats keeping you from the higher level of achievement. It's that latter need which is addressed by task-oriented praise.
When I was in high school, I was poor in anything related to math. (This, of course, makes me unique.) I was of the impression, though I never put it into words, that if I could not reach a certain level of achievement; then I could not reach it, any more than I could levitate up three feet by trying really, really hard. Although the primary cause of my poor performance was me, it was also that attitude. If you had asked me if I was trying hard, I would have said yes, I was -- and I was -- with the same effect as that levitation attempt. The effort I was putting into it was not productive, because I didn't know how to do it. I didn't know how to focus; I didn't know what to focus on. People told me all the time that I was smart, but that didn't help when it came to specifics. I needed to be shown, and, when I occasionally did succeed, I needed specific 'good job' praise for trying and achieving. Both were needed.
It seems like a simple concept now, but it surely wasn't then. Now I can praise myself (when I remember). And who knows? Maybe someday I'll finally understand what the heck that math geek instructor was talking about with his 'polar coordinates', about which, the only thought I would consistently have was 'Isn't that the directions to Santa's house?'
I see that you've read this whole post. Good job!
Friday, March 02, 2007
Sony Baloney
Is it just me, or does anyone else require a translator to get this stuff?
"The Sony BRAVIA KDL-46V3000 LCD HDTV ($TBA; Summer 2007) delivers a full HD 1080p picture, and features high-end tech like Live Color Creation with a WCG-CCFL backlight, BRAVIA Engine EX, BRAVIA Theatre Sync, and HDMI, PC and component inputs."
"The Sony BRAVIA KDL-46V3000 LCD HDTV ($TBA; Summer 2007) delivers a full HD 1080p picture, and features high-end tech like Live Color Creation with a WCG-CCFL backlight, BRAVIA Engine EX, BRAVIA Theatre Sync, and HDMI, PC and component inputs."
Sleepy Friday
Work has been very, very slow of late. I have cleaned up everything that was waiting to be done, and I've still had enough time to do web surfing. I don't normally do that at work, but this has been exceptional -- I've not had this little to do for two years. I'm working from home today, and the most productive I've been is baking some chocolate chip cookies -- where I discovered to my distress that a) the recipe I posted here neglected to mention to add the egg, oil, and vanilla (they were in the ingredients, but not in the steps) , and b) we were just about out of flour -- I used the last of it on these cookies. For anyone who used that recipe -- I apologise for the oversight.
One of the people with whom I work was terminated today. He first learned about it two days ago. The motivation was, as it so often is, cost; the company did not want to pay for his time. Given the convoluted structure of this organization, its not exactly clear who made the decision; the local manager denies it, and said he had tried to find an alternative; the contractor organization through which his services were hired was unlikely to have instituted it; the customer for whom we work could not have done it; and the group that he's part of couldn't have, either. Clearly, someone made the decision, and I suppose that if you followed the money, you'd find out who. In a sense, though, that's immaterial. Companies have the right to organize their affairs so as to keep costs down. I don't like it, and I don't like being aware that I could be arbitrarily axed, but its a way of life.
I am glad that due to our own financial prudence over the years, I am able to retire, should I choose, at any point. I don't particularly want to do ; I like most of what I do, and I like earning money. Yet retirement would give me the chance to try working in some other areas. There are two things that I'm thinking about: I'm going to be a reading mentor at a local school, and I'm going to maintain the web site for a local political organisation. But what else? A couple of things. I want to work on my photography. To my surprise, though I really enjoy our little digital camera, it hasn't felt the same as the photography I've done with my Canon AE-1. I found that I missed the heft of it (even as I delighted in its ability to take exceptional shots in dim rooms, or zoom in from very far away indeed). I see so much good work on Flickr that I find myself thinking: Can I do that? Do I have that level of skill? And I want to try. I am not sure how I'd do it --Hey, mister, can I take your picture?-- but it's something that I'd like to do. HTML. Bake. Take photographs. That all sounds good to me.
Of course, our financial health makes that easy for me to say. I mentioned that I am financially secure, and thats mostly true. The only thing that keeps it from being entirely true is that no one knows what phenomenal medical bill lies around the corner. Ever since I was stunned to see the amount that it cost to have my shoulder repaired, I have been more sensitive to the costs of medical practice. I know this is not a new topic; its not new to me, either, but I find that I think about it more often. So when I say that I am financially secure, I mean: assuming there are no surprise medical bills that decimate our savings, that force us out of the comfortable middle class lives we have and into the margins. Do I think thats possible? Yes. Probable? Who knows? But that aside -- we're secure. And thats a very calming thought.
In fact, when we reached The Magic Number, I was a little surprised to realize that I was not giddy with delight. I had always assumed that I would be. This was a goal that I frankly did not think we would reach for at least another year and a half; possibly never. I had joked that if I looked at Quicken, and we were fairly close to TMN, I would fudge the numbers -- rate the value of the stock higher, something. And yet all it took was two months of this year's phenomenal stock market (and even ignoring the startling behavior of a few days ago, it's been phenomenal for the longest time) for us to reach it. I looked at it for a moment, and I thought Well, that's it. My wife had a better reaction: she went and found two small crystal cordial glasses, she pulled out a bottle of Carolyns Irish Cream, and we toasted each other. We have major expenses coming up which will force us down below TMN, but thats okay. Number one, the projection is that we will go back up again, and, in fact, will be there for an extended period. And Number two, its a goal, not a steady state. We did not expect or intend to always have that much money (nifty as it would be to do so). It was the apogee of our financial arc, so that as we retired, we would coast for a good long time. And so, barring medical expenses, we shall.
One of the people with whom I work was terminated today. He first learned about it two days ago. The motivation was, as it so often is, cost; the company did not want to pay for his time. Given the convoluted structure of this organization, its not exactly clear who made the decision; the local manager denies it, and said he had tried to find an alternative; the contractor organization through which his services were hired was unlikely to have instituted it; the customer for whom we work could not have done it; and the group that he's part of couldn't have, either. Clearly, someone made the decision, and I suppose that if you followed the money, you'd find out who. In a sense, though, that's immaterial. Companies have the right to organize their affairs so as to keep costs down. I don't like it, and I don't like being aware that I could be arbitrarily axed, but its a way of life.
I am glad that due to our own financial prudence over the years, I am able to retire, should I choose, at any point. I don't particularly want to do ; I like most of what I do, and I like earning money. Yet retirement would give me the chance to try working in some other areas. There are two things that I'm thinking about: I'm going to be a reading mentor at a local school, and I'm going to maintain the web site for a local political organisation. But what else? A couple of things. I want to work on my photography. To my surprise, though I really enjoy our little digital camera, it hasn't felt the same as the photography I've done with my Canon AE-1. I found that I missed the heft of it (even as I delighted in its ability to take exceptional shots in dim rooms, or zoom in from very far away indeed). I see so much good work on Flickr that I find myself thinking: Can I do that? Do I have that level of skill? And I want to try. I am not sure how I'd do it --Hey, mister, can I take your picture?-- but it's something that I'd like to do. HTML. Bake. Take photographs. That all sounds good to me.
Of course, our financial health makes that easy for me to say. I mentioned that I am financially secure, and thats mostly true. The only thing that keeps it from being entirely true is that no one knows what phenomenal medical bill lies around the corner. Ever since I was stunned to see the amount that it cost to have my shoulder repaired, I have been more sensitive to the costs of medical practice. I know this is not a new topic; its not new to me, either, but I find that I think about it more often. So when I say that I am financially secure, I mean: assuming there are no surprise medical bills that decimate our savings, that force us out of the comfortable middle class lives we have and into the margins. Do I think thats possible? Yes. Probable? Who knows? But that aside -- we're secure. And thats a very calming thought.
In fact, when we reached The Magic Number, I was a little surprised to realize that I was not giddy with delight. I had always assumed that I would be. This was a goal that I frankly did not think we would reach for at least another year and a half; possibly never. I had joked that if I looked at Quicken, and we were fairly close to TMN, I would fudge the numbers -- rate the value of the stock higher, something. And yet all it took was two months of this year's phenomenal stock market (and even ignoring the startling behavior of a few days ago, it's been phenomenal for the longest time) for us to reach it. I looked at it for a moment, and I thought Well, that's it. My wife had a better reaction: she went and found two small crystal cordial glasses, she pulled out a bottle of Carolyns Irish Cream, and we toasted each other. We have major expenses coming up which will force us down below TMN, but thats okay. Number one, the projection is that we will go back up again, and, in fact, will be there for an extended period. And Number two, its a goal, not a steady state. We did not expect or intend to always have that much money (nifty as it would be to do so). It was the apogee of our financial arc, so that as we retired, we would coast for a good long time. And so, barring medical expenses, we shall.
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