Busy, sick, installing open source content management systems, and working too. Watching TV, playing video games, giving son a bath, sending e-mail, making phone calls, playing video games, making the best roast ever, planning on voting Democrat in ’04, watching as Clark grows on me while Dean cools off, loving making lists, getting tired of explaining the benefits of XHTML/CSS and web standards in general to people who should already know, getting frustrated with unwilling webservers, and really really tired of software with crappy documentation. Jeez, people, if you’re going to write software that other people are going to use, freakin’ document it.
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Broadband and Good-byes
Things to do now that I have AOLserver, PostgreSQL and tDOM installed on the Powerbook:
- Start working on Heather’s site and build the CMS that I want (well, that she wants, but built the way I want).
- Build a note-taking utility that came to me in the shower the other day.
- Build an organizational management tool that can take imports from our crappy tool and make them better.
And this weekend, we get broadband at home!! Finally! I just couldn’t take dialing up anymore. It’s painful and just not worth it after sitting on a gigantic fat pipe at work all day. I got the gear for a nice wireless network so I can surf in style on the couch, and I should have time tonight or tomorrow to hook everything up. Then, it’s bye-bye Microsoft, and hello Fedora! I just have to convince Jen to switch to a lawver.net e-mail address… wish me luck.
And how are you?
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An Entirely Too-Long Update
I’ve been out of the office for exactly a month. My last day at the office before today (1/5) was Friday, December Fifth. I’ve never done that before, and I liked it, maybe too much. Now I’m back, and not sure what to do with myself. I’m now used to sleeping in, eating breakfast with Max, doing nothing for a while, contemplating doing something, doing something, then going right back to doing nothing. Now, I’m at work, where “something” should be done. I’m having a hard time picking that something…
There are things I haven’t told you yet that I did with my time off. Since Jen was sick, and her parents were only here for a week, that meant that Max and I spent a lot of time in the week and a half after Christmas entertaining ourselves. We played a lot of video games (Tiger Woods 2004 wherein Max loves to repeatedly hit the ball into the water, and SSX 3 wherein Max refuses to steer), went out to breakfast, to Best Buy, the mall and the library (where I cried reading The Man Who Walked Between the Towers – yeah, I cried, sitting in a tiny chair at a tiny table, surrounded by parents and their tiny children). We had a good time, for the most part. I lost it a couple times when I found out that Max is actually quite good at Tiger Woods, but refuses to hit the ball correctly when he can just hit it in the water. He was also reeeee-ally moody one day, and I just couldn’t take it anymore, so I sent him away to watch his Spongebob DVD until I could handle him again. We also went to the new Air and Space Museum out by Dulles Airport. I love going to museums with Max! We saw the whole thing in less than an hour, and at incredibly high speeds. Max doesn’t wait around to read signs and ogle shiny chrome (which is my excuse for such strange pictures – plus, the lighting there is complete crap). One suggestion though, if you’re planning on going and live in the area – wait six months. It’s not finished, and you’ll be doing a lot of stairs. I don’t think all the planes are in yet either, and you can’t get close enough to the Space Shuttle. Otherwise, it’s fun.
I think I’ll close this one with Max’s latest obsession: the human body. Max will gladly tell you where your femur is, where blood cells are made, what his medulla oblongata is doing right now, and that his phalanges like your phalanges (where he got the last part, I don’t know, and body parts are interchangable… my “internal organ” likes your “internal organ”). My mother and I both got him books about the body for Christmas, and he’s just devouring them. He loves to ask me how the heart, brain, stomach, small intestine, muscles, bones, etc work, and will ask completely out of the blue, insanely funny questions about his body. I love it.
The kid is scary-smart. I’m almost to the point that I want to get him tested. He learns things too quickly, and retains too much for this to be normal. He’s been reading for two years, although frequently refuses to read because I think he likes it when we read to him. He remembers the dates of weird little things that happen, and will bring them up out of the blue and asked how I was feeling on October 14th, or some other day when something miniscule happened. It’s cool, and I love it, but it’s kind of freaky at the same time. For example, he drew his skeleton at church yesterday on a little cutout body, and then his heart, and the blood moving around. Granted, it wasn’t complex, but it was there, and he remembers me telling him that the heart pumps blood all over, where it is, and that red blood cells carry hemoglobin, which carries oxygen to other cells in the body.
I think we’ll do astronomy next… but thinking that is kind of silly. The boy learns what he wants, and drops what he doesn’t. It’s fascinating to watch him pounce on a topic and go all out asking questions, looking for answers, and then going deeper once he’s got the basics.
Ok, enough Max-bragging. Back to work with me…
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He Speaks!
I hope you all had a merry Christmas. We had a great, although different, holiday this year. Jen has bronchitis and I had a root canal on Tuesday, so things were a little slower this year. Thankfully, Jen’s parents are here, and have been taking good care of us. I don’t think my mother-in-law is happy unless she’s cooking, cleaning or doing laundry. Her dad has already completed a large portion of my honey-do list, and well, I’d be happy if they stayed clear on through till May when the baby’s born. I won’t have to do anything ever again… I can be even more of a lump than normal!
This was also Max’s first Christmas where he was aware of the whole Santa Claus thing, and presents. He helped pick out his present for Jen, and even got a present for the new baby (six months early, but he wanted to get it, and I didn’t want to discourage him).
Now, we’re hanging out watching football and snacking… It doesn’t get better than this.
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Home At Last
I’m home, off from work, and you’d think I’d been gone a lot longer than a week. So, I’ll be even quieter than I have been. Off spending time with the family, getting the house ready for visiting in-laws, and doing the last minute food and present shopping that always comes up the week before Christmas. If I don’t post again before the 25th, have a safe and happy holiday (whatever your holiday may be)!!
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The Last Day in Dublin
We had just one full touristy day in Dublin, and this was it. We’d already walked around the City Centre quite a bit, but still wanted to hit some shops that were closed during the week after work. So, we wandered down to Grafton Street, hit Powerscourt and a couple other shops, made some purchases, and then took the long way home to go past some sites we hadn’t seen yet.
We dropped off our purchases at the hotel, and grabbed the DART (commuter train) south around Dublin Bay to Dalkey, which is where Bono of U2, and other famous Dubliners live. It’s a cute little town on the sea. We wandered all over town, then ate lunch in an Australian restaurant.
We leave tomorrow for home, via two taxis, two airplanes, and I’m sure six lines at Heathrow in the middle.
This has been a great trip, both professionally and personally. I got to know a co-worker better, formed new relationships with the guys in Dublin, and had a lot of fun. Dublin is a great city. If you have the chance to visit, do. The people are great, the food is so much better than I expected, and the whole atmosphere is just perfect. I’ve got more to write about my thoughts on the trip, and my first trip to Europe in over twenty years, but I’m tired, need to pack, and want to go to sleep. Cheers!
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Dublin: Day Four
I went to my first traditional Irish pub this evening, and it wasn’t a tourist trap. Cobblestone is a cramped, smokey little hole in the wall with free-flowing Guiness (I had Coke, I swear), mislabelled bathrooms, and good company. We had a really good time, me apologizing for the bad reruns we stick them with and McDonalds, and I made one of them apologize for reality TV (even though it’s really a British thing and not Irish – but they’re neighbors). I learned about the Irish gorvernment, a little more about the culture, and had a lot of fun.
I’m feeling a little better today, although I bet the smoke won’t make me feel any better tomorrow. We’re doing well at work, and I’m hoping we can cut out early on Friday and get some shopping done before the crowds descend on Saturday, our only real touristy day.
Sorry I don’t have more pictures, but we leave in the dark, and come home in the dark, and the pictures come out crap. The sun doesn’t come up until after 8, and it sets at 4. Did you know that Ireland is level with Newfoundland, and the tip of Spain is pretty much even with Maine? I had no idea… Beautiful sunrises on the way to work though, you really should see them through the completely fogged up windows of the bus (yes, boss, we’ve been taking the BUS to work – but no more, it takes way too long to get to work).
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Day Two, A Day Late
I wrote this very early yesterday morning, but it didn’t post because of hotel network problems… cheerful, ain’t it? I’m much better now.
It’s 5:25 AM GMT, and I haven’t slept in 24 hours. Why? I’ve been coughing all night, and retching up multi-colored volumes of stuff out of my lungs. I swear I tried to sleep. I did. I just kept coughing… and couldn’t stop. I sat in a really hot shower for half an hour, tried the cough syrup I got at Centra (7/11-ish, only nicer), and drank a gallon or more of water from my little Slimish Still Water bottles that I also got at Centra, so I could quell the coughing fits that have plagued me so far on this trip.
What’s so disappointing about all this is that yesterday went really well. The discussions at work went very well, we ate at an amazing restaurant for dinner, and I tried to go to bed at a reasonable hour.
Now, it’s about time to go sit in the shower for another hour, get dressed and see if I can get some breakfast downstairs (Jen, you were right, I should have brought more snacks).
You remember what I said about the hotel TV? It’s even worse overnight. I know the weather now for every city in Europe, and I don’t want to… Make it go away…
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2003.12.08 Ireland AM
I love Ireland AM. It’s the coolest morning show I’ve ever seen. Maybe it’s just the accents, but I still love it. Also, I love Irish Football (I think that’s what that was). It takes the best of rugby, soccer and football, and there are no pads. Very cool. Good luck to me finding it on DirecTV (oh, but I will look… trust me).
I woke up a couple times last night after going to bed at 6:30. I just couldn’t keep my eyes open any more. I left Sean near O’Connell Street and trudged back to the hotel, sniffling, and quickly losing any energy I had left. I am rather proud that I made it back to the hotel without making any wrong turns and without a map. Sean commented (and I agree) that it’s a lot harder to get lost when you’re walking than when driving. I think that’s especially true here, since we’d have to worry about driving on the left, all the weird stoplight/intersection combinations and the horrible traffic. Walking, while hard on my poor feet (brought the wrong shoes, which I thought were the right shoes), is a great way to see Dublin (yeah, I’m an expert now). The people watching is priceless. The sounds of the city really seep in, and it’s just great fun. It’s too bad I have to work this week…