Author: Kevin Lawver

  • Weekend Notes In no particular

    Weekend Notes

    In no particular order:

    • Max has decided that sleeping through the night is not the best idea in the world. He’s taken to waking up at random intervals during the night and/or insanely early and not letting us hear the end of it until one of us goes and gets him. I am not pleased. He’s been such a good sleeper almost his whole life. This can’t start now! Sleep, little man, sleep!!! You’re like you’re mom. You love to sleep. You would sleep for 18 hours a day if you didn’t like Blues Clue’s so much. Yeah, maybe that’ll work.
    • It’s time to go get new glasses. I can’t tell if it’s sinus pressure, or what, but I’m having a hard time focusing today.
    • This weekend’s playoff games were all great. They were all extremely different. There were two close ones, two complete dismantlings of different kinds, some amazing plays (that trick “What’s the call?” direct snap by the Steelers ties the wacky WR Reverse lateral by the Rams during the regular season as coolest play ever). I love the playoffs, but there are only three more games this year until the Hall of Fame game and the rest of the pre-season fun at the end of the summer.
    • So, now that Aiden’s out of the picture on Sex and the City, is Carrie going to move in with Miranda? Jen brought this up as we were trying to go to sleep. Aiden’s moving out, but he bought Carrie’s apartment. So, that logically means that Carrie’s gonna get evicted eventually, right? There are only two or three more episodes in the mini-season, so I’m not quite sure how that’s going to work out.
    • Six Feet Under won the Golden Globe for best drama. Wow, that’s an amazing accomplishment for a show in its first season and with such a short run. I can’t wait for the second season to start in March (about the same time the new Sopranos season starts).
    • Now that we have TiVo, I’ve noticed that we’ve stopped watching a lot of the network shows we used to. We’re replacing them with either late-night talk recorded the night before, or cable shows from during the day. Boston Public and Ally McBeal were the first to go (Ally’s just been horrible this season, but it was a habit. TiVo: the habit forming habit breaker). That’s Life was next. How many more will fall off the Season Pass list before we are fully assimilated?
  • I woke up this morning

    I woke up this morning to my alarm. I got up, took a shower, applied deodorant, brushed my teeth and hair, got dressed, went downstairs, put on my shoes, took my medicine, went out the door, got in the car and turned it on. As the radio came on, I heard the tail end of the traffic report: “Traffic is light all over today because of the holiday.” Doh! I went back inside, heard Max stirring, went upstairs and fetched him, fed him, watched Meet the Press from yesterday (bless you, TiVo), ate some breakfast and mentally kicked myself for forgetting that I get today off.

  • Today we got the first

    Today we got the first big snow of the year. We took Max out to make snowballs and had a great time. No more blogging now – need more kung pao beef to warm up. They say we could get a couple more inches tonight. YES!

  • This is the best news

    This is the best news I’ve gotten in a loooo-ooong time. Wallace and Gromit are coming back in twelve one-minute shorts, and the best part is, they’ll all be online for free later this year.

  • The Blogger Insider Interview

    I know these are late, but Mike from akacooties asked some great questions, and I really had to think about some of the answers. Here they are:

    1. shouldn’t you on max’s case, and get him to update his blog more frequently?
      I really should. The kid’s two already and he should be able to type. You sound like my mother-in-law.
    2. back (way back) in dec 2001, you seemed to feel badly that gore had lost the election. do you feel the same now, given 09.11.01? would gore have done a better job in the aftermath of the attack? (two questions, but i’llconsider it one).
      Part 1: I do still feel a little guilty about Gore losing. Even the appearance of partisanship in determining the outcome of an election is disgraceful. I almost feel like the US needs UN Inspectors to oversee the next one. It was an embarrassment to my country, and it has enough of those already.

      Part 2: I still feel the same. My feelings about the election have very little to do with my feelings about what happened from September eleventh until now.

      Part 3: I don’t know. I think he might have instilled more confidence at the outset, but I don’t think he’d have Colin Powell. I think Powell did an amazing job behind the scenes right after the attacks to play bad cop and get our neighbors and allies to fall into line. I doubt Gore would have anyone in his cabinet able to pull that kind of weight in the world community. But, what do I know?

    3. my parents live in tucson. isn’t that exciting?
      That is exciting. Hopefully, they’re year-round residents. If not, they have the dubious label of “snowbird” and no one who lives there will like them much.
    4. you’ve been on the internet for some time (7 years now). better, or worse? bigger, way bigger, isn’t necessarily better. (okay, ladies, i hear you giggling).
      I love this question. It made me go back and remember where the web has come from. We I started, it felt like there were a dozen of us in a huge stadium, sitting around on the floor playing with this toy we knew would be huge. We were just waiting for everyone else to figure it out and join us. The web was full of fan pages, scientific documents and a few of the first brave companies to venture out on the web (like SGI, does anyone else remember the SurfZone?). The cool thing was animated gifs and horrible background images. Then, we got frames, and everyone went nuts, then just about killed themselves with javascript and Shockwave. Today, we have the tools to create amazing sites, and I think some of the newness has worn off. Now that that everyone’s here, part of me wants them all to leave.

      Overall though, I think the web is a lot better than it was seven years ago. Bigger is better when it comes to audience and the amount of good content online. Bigger is worse when you look at ads, the consolidation of content and the attempt by the giant corporations of the world (like mine) to co-opt the web into a marketing and sales tool. Today we have some excellent personal websites and tools we couldn’t have dreamed of back then for personal expression, designers who are taking presentation to the next level and great technology available for building sites. On the other hand, we’re also in the middle of a huge consolidation of power and readership on the web, that I think will make the web look like an airport newstand in the not too distant future. To find the independant content, users will have to dig deeper and look harder to find it.

      So, the web is definitely better now. There is a wealth of almost any kind of site and information you could ever want. New voices are joining all the time. I love that.

    5. a while ago, i joined a football pool – knowing zero about the sport (i bought stats books in the pre-season). i’m willing to try again: what is it about sport that does so much for you? what am i missing?
      You know, it’s ok that you only gave me twelve questions. With all these multi-parters, you’re up to almost twenty. Why do I love football? It’s the ultimate team game. When played right, it’s like the best band you’ve ever heard on their best night. You can pay attention to just one musician and have a great time, or take it all in and enjoy the entire presentation. I admit that football is a little hard to get into because it looks like a bunch of sweaty guys beating the hell out of each other for an hour. But, when you start to dissect what’s going on, it’s amazing the amount of training, coordination, skill and sheer physical talent it takes to play the game well. If you want to see great football (well, what I think will be great football), watch the Packers-Rams game this weekend. When the quarterbacks come up to the line before a play, watch his eyes. See how he sizes up the defense and how their lined up. In those two or three seconds before the snap, he has to make most of his decisions about what he’s going to do with the ball. After the snap, watch how he runs backwards while looking forward for rushers and his receivers. In the two seconds he has before the defensive lineman get through his offensive line, watch how he takes the whole field in and makes a decision.

      When it’s good, football has a certain violent grace to it. Offensive and defensive lines battering each other up front, running backs finding small creases in the battle to get free and run. Linebackers roaming like hungry animals behind the elephants, waiting for the rabbit to scamper through so they can pounce on it. I love me some football, can you tell?

    6. the police… were they not, and haven’t they remained, simply one of themost enjoyable groups of the last 40 years?
      Amen! The Police was the first band I can remember other than the Beatles that my dad and I both liked and sang along with in the car.
    7. while out taste in art is radically different, i enjoyed your descriptionof what you saw at the baltimore gallery. did you paint, as you wanted to,after your visit?
      (you went deep for that one, good job) I didn’t actually paint anything right then, but for Max’s birthday in October, my sister and I painted a mural in his room. I’m still toying with the idea of painting a huge canvas for our living room with Max. He does these amazing little drawings and I’m thinking of blowing them up on the canvas and seeing what happens.
    8. jill, kelly, sabrina, kriss, tiffany or julie: which was the bitchenestangel? (i realise you were 6 when it went off the air).
      No idea, which ever one Cheryl Tiegs was. The first bikini I ever saw on anyone was a poster of Cheryl Tiegs in a friend’s older brother’s room.
    9. you work for AOL, but do you use AOL for your connection?
      Unfortunately. We moved a little over a year ago, and I’m waiting for Dsl to make it to our neighborhood before I start paying for a connection.
    10. ‘trading spaces’: alex or paige? do you also watch ‘changing rooms’?
      It’s so hard to pick. I definitely don’t watch Trading Spaces for the hosts, but I have to go with Alex. Paige is too perky and cheerleadery. You could tell no one really liked Alex, and that was entertaining. I like Changing Rooms a lot more than I do Trading Spaces. I think the designers are better, and I love the host. Plus, I think they show a lot more in 30 minutes than Trading Spaces does in an hour, which is cool.
    11. ‘band of brothers’ or ‘saving private ryan’?
      Band of Brothers in a landslide. The acting was better. The story was true. I think it was a make-up for Tom Hanks and Spielberg for the movie. Band of Brothers was what Ryan should have been.
    12. ‘yellow dog’ or ‘red dog’: which would win you more friends at a party?
      Since I get quizzical blank stares when I talk about Yellow Dog, I’ll have to go with the other one.
    13. there is no 13. can i just end it here?
      Sure thing. Great questions.
  • Mike Brown did an excellent

    Mike Brown did an excellent job answering my Blogger Insider questions. His questions are great, and I’ll be posting my answers tonight.

  • Gail’s short story yesterday reminded

    Gail’s short story yesterday reminded me of my own juvenile therapy experience. I was five, and don’t remember much of it. I remember bits and pieces of small chairs and tables, colors and smells. I remember the event that lead to the therapy almost like a movie, looking at myself in third person, watching the events unfold like a spectator instead of a participant.

    When I was five, we lived in Germany. Dad was stationed at Ramstein, and we lived on the army post at Kaiserslattern. It was fun. We lived in a first floor apartment with uber-waxed wood floors that caused my first two trips to the emergency room that resulted in stitches. There were always kids around to play with, and we took trips all over Europe in our beefed up VW pop-top camper. While my cousin Andy was visiting us, we went out to the country to look for some nature center mom had heard about. Lacking good directions we ended up running down paths through the wood looking for something that resembled our intended destination. My cousin and I had run up a hill to see if maybe we had missed it or something. As we ran back down the hill, my sock got caught on a branch and my foot jammed into a beehive. For some crazy Bavarian evolutionary reason, German bees (who are especially efficient) build their hives at the base of trees, in the ground. The bees decided that the best way to remove me from their home was to sacrifice their lives by stinging me repeatedly until I left.

    My cousin had already reached the bottom by the time I started screaming. He ran back up the hill, took off his sweatshirt and started beating the crap out of me with it to get the bees off. I dislodged my foot and we ran down the hill. I don’t remember much of what happened next. I remember there was this older German couple walking their (wait for it) German Shepherd. She was deathly allergic to bee stings and had some weird thing around her neck that was supposed to ward them off. I think she had some cream for stings that she gave us. I don’t remember anything else about that day.

    In total, I was stung more than 35 times, and developed an allergy. And worse, I developed a crippling fear of flying bugs. If I went outside and saw a fly or some other buzzing insect, I immediately ran back inside. This is when the therapy started. I remember the office was in a small beige building (all offices on a military base are some shade of biege and usually small). There were bright simple paintings on the walls. I remember sitting on a chair at a small table across from (I think) a woman and looking at pictures.

    Not too long after that, we moved to Iceland (which I’ve talked about a couple times). I don’t remember going to therapy there. I do remember the ulcer. It took forever to diagnose. I had to go to several Icelandic hospitals in the capital, drink barium and watch it slide down my throat and into my now porous stomach on TV. I was a member of the Frequent Mylanta club and went through a large bottle every few days. My pediatrician said I was the first six year-old he’d ever met with a stress-induced ulcer. I don’t remember when the ulcer went away… but it did.

  • Speaking of starving… I’ve been

    Speaking of starving… I’ve been doing pretty well with my New Year’s Resolution. I decided that I drink way too much soda (I was up to 3-4 20oz Dr. Peppers or Code Reds a day). So, I’m down to one 20oz Dr. Pepper for breakfast. On my daily trek to the convenience store in the building with some friends, I decided to take a look at how many calories I’m saving with my new plan. If you look at the back of your Dr. Pepper bottle, it says there are 100 calories per serving. You’d think by serving, they meant the bottle, right? Nope! 8 ounces. Who drinks 8 ounces of a 20 ounce bottle and then puts it away? Not I, and not anyone I know. There are 2.5 servings per bottle, which means that every 20 ounce Dr. Pepper is actually 250 calories. That means I’m saving 750 calories a day by not drinking my other three. And even worse, Code Red is 120 (I think, it might be 150) calories per serving. Fat, your days are numbered!

  • How long will be before

    How long will be before we can give up on supporting Netscape 4.7? Mac IE 4.5? I work for a very large corporation, with amazingly stubborn users who refuse to upgrade, or change their resolution. So, we’re stuck in the stone age supporting ancient browsers with bloated pages and spacer gifs. You’d think they could drive the upgrade cycle with new clients.

    I think there should be a cutoff date. The web builders (cuz I’m no designer) of the world should band together and say, “As of INSERTDATEHERE, we will no longer support obsolete browsers. If you have not upgraded by SAIDDATE, your web experience will suck.” There have already been small strides with the Web Browser Upgrade program, but it hasn’t been embraced by large corporations. Why? Money, mostly. Also, it’s partly ignorance. The suits don’t care what people use as long as they see the ads and buy stuff. Little do they realize, that by supporting these ancient browsers, they’re hindering their ability to make money. With new technology comes new opportunities. There will come a day when we can no longer retrofit the new stuff for the old hole. As resilient as Netscape 4.76 has been, it’s time to give it up.

    So, my fellow members of the web proletariat, let’s band together and then go get something to eat. I’m starving. Ranting makes me hungry.