May 05, 2008

Help Wanted

Fellow blogger and special educator Courtney is once again participating in the AIDS Walk up in Boston on June 1, and she'd like us all to come watch. Or, failing that, to at least support the cause.

I think that I'm probably one of the oldest bloggers in town, thus I have a memory of a time when AIDS was a rare anomaly, something that didn't happen to just anybody. I was in college when the word started to spread that something weird was going on. As it happened, I was working in the school's radio station, so I'd see stories coming off of the newswires about this strange new disease that, at the time, appeared to affect only homosexuals, prostitutes and people of Haitian descent. The death of Rock Hudson was the thing that brought it to the forefront, but it was still quite a while before AIDS was considered to be anything other than a "gay" disease. When I was in school, condoms were used to prevent pregnancy and avoid having to go to the clinic to get penicillin.

I remember many years ago, in the late 80s, I think, there was a "Doonesbury" strip that involved elderly Lacey Davenport considering returning to the dating scene. She hadn't dated in something like fifty years. She told a friend, "I understand things have changed quite a bit since then." Her friend replied, "Yes, but then they changed back."

At any rate, we've certainly lost enough good people to this disease and I'm hoping I'll see a return to a day when having sex that isn't really kinky isn't something that will kill you. So take a little time to support Courtney on her walk.

Click here to donate.

February 18, 2008

Metapost: NY-Baltimore 500

Holly: [reading Lister's confidential report] David Lister, Technician, 3rd Class. Captain's remarks: Has requested sick leave due to diarrhoea on no less than 500 occasions. Left his previous job as a supermarket trolley attendant after ten years because he didn't want to get tied down to a career. Promotion prospects: zero.

Red Dwarf, "Waiting for God" (3/7/88)

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I got in last night from New York and was pondering what kind of Wedding Goodness I was going to write about. So I logged into Typepad and saw some basic stats before me, including how many total comments there have been and how many posts I've written so far. That total was 499.

499! I'm about to write my 500th post! So here it is. And again I've got you reading a post about nothing. I'm like the Seinfeld of the internet. Or, perhaps not.

I've been doing this since November of 2004, so my only regret is that I didn't reach this mark sooner.

OK, wedding updates in a little while. 

December 28, 2007

$20 vacation

Carl Evello: What does matter is that your work has been interrupted, your car wrecked, your life has been ruffled, to put it mildly. If you had not stopped to pick up Christina, not any of these things would have happened. So let's pretend you did not pick her up.

Kiss Me Deadly (1955)
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You know, there are just some times when you have to walk away from certain parts of your life for awhile. This is why I took a three-week break from writing here.

Of course, since I'm one of the schmucks who doesn't have a free blogging service, I still get to pay for the domain, the redirect page and the Typepad fee, so either I was going to quit altogether or I was going to come back. Sucks to be you that I came back.

On the bright side, these last few weeks would have been little more than complaining. The short version is that my car did indeed break down for good, so we've been working through the logistics of using one car (with a little borrowed-vehicle action here and there) until we can put a few bucks in the bank, because...

...GF is finally back to work, following her TWO surgical procedures. The bad news is that she'd burned up all her sick days to a much greater extent than she thought she had. So her most recent paycheck (before the break), instead of being short by about two days' worth of pay, wound up being six dollars and change. Thank goodness we'd started putting some money into a savings account, but that's nearly gone now. Her last couple of weeks' pay will be about half of what it should be, since she's been working half-days. In addition to that financial hit...

...the renters on the Morrell Park house have decided to stop paying rent. (Yeah, I know what some of you told me. You were right, OK? Now shut up.) So I've been forced to go the eviction route again. Off to court, where they didn't show, and today I have to call the Sheriff's office to schedule the actual eviction, assuming they don't bail out of the house before that. I did get to use their security deposit, so that partially made up for the lost income from GF. However, we'll have to do some deep cleaning on the house to get it in shape for the next person to come in (you know, the one with actual references and stuff), so there won't be any January income from it either. And, of course, all this financial hit means that...

...I didn't get to visit my family for the holiday. So I've spent two consecutive Christmas Days in Baltimore, along with what's going to be my second New Year's Eve. GF's family was very nice and gracious and welcoming and stuff, but face it, it's not the same thing at all. Plus, it didn't help with my mother going the "this may be the last time you see your grandmother alive" routine. Which may be true, but that's not really the best route to go when you've got to watch nearly every dime for the next several weeks.

Anyway.

I'm back, and with a little luck I'll have stuff a little less whiny next time around. But don't count on it.

November 23, 2007

Pulling Back the Curtain

Dennis Finch: Wait, I just remembered something; you're boring, and my legs work.

--Just Shoot Me, "The Experiment" (9/23/97)

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For those of you who haven't noticed, there are different sorts of blogs out there. No, really!

This becomes especially true when the creative well runs a little dry. Then the posts come in three flavors:

  1. There's one type that tends to blather on and on and on and on and on about whatever boring-ass thing comes into their heads, just to get something out there in some kind of frenetic attempt to ensure that their Adoring Public doesn't panic without their daily (or more frequently) fix. I don't read those anymore. Just shut up, already.
  2. There's another type that goes kind of meta-post about it, actually musing about the fact that they don't have a lot to say. I could do posts about that as well, but those kind of bore me as well.

I actually pondered doing one of each of these types of posts.

  1. I had a little tale about waiting in line at the post office on Monday and how it took a million years because of one woman who, despite being at least my age (and I'm older than most of the local blog crowd, so do the math yourself), had apparently never been in a post office in her life and asked the clerk remarkably inane questions, which meant that my meter ran out and I was out of change and I couldn't take a few extra minutes to get a decent lunch. Posts like this are in the realm of standup comedy about airline food. Some people could get a whole lot of decent mileage out of it, but I can't.   
  2. I had another story about picking up Daughter at Penn Station on Tuesday night but even I fell asleep trying to describe how uneventful it was. 

So instead I went the third route, which is:

  1. the Meta-Meta-Post, where you get this whole routine about me relating some of the thought processes that wound up killing the last couple of posts I'd worked on.

All of which boils down to the fact that you just read a couple of hundred words of me telling you that I don't have much to say just now. Suckers.

November 07, 2007

Not Making Fans

Eric Kluster: It was a time consideration, Mike...
Mike Wallace: Time? Bullshit! You corporate lackey! Who told you your incompetent little fingers had the requisite skills to edit me?

--The Insider (1999)

Exeter: Now place your hands above the rail
[hands suddenly attach to the rail]
Exeter: ... they're magnetized.
Crow T. Robot: And if your hands were metal, that would mean something.

--Mystery Science Theater 3000: The Movie (1996)

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The Baltimore Sun has several blogs in its online edition. I contribute comments to a few of them, including InsideEd (the new name for Classroom Connections), and Reality Check (about Reality TV programs). I also lurk on You Don't Say, which is about word usage.

I've also spent some time with Random Rodricks, which is the blog run by Dan Rodricks (surprise!). Rodricks' blog is a smattering of things that didn't quite make his column, or which may supplement his column in the dead tree edition.

Back on August 22, Rodricks did a short post about that infamous Orioles game, the one which they lost 30-3.  A day or two later I submitted a comment which quoted a joke that David Letterman had used the next night. Now, comments on the Sun's website are moderated, so it doesn't post until it's been OK'd by someone. A short while later I got an email back from Rodricks saying that he hadn't seen the Letterman show in question and thanking me for my submission. However, my comment didn't appear.

On the 27th, Rodricks posted:

Missed this last week -- David Letterman on the Orioles' 30-3 drubbing by the Rangers.

"The Orioles were actually ahead 3-to-nothing earlier in the game. Then they made the mistake of putting up a 'Mission Accomplished' banner."

Basically, he didn't credit me for giving him the quotation. I shrugged it off and moved on.

This past Sunday, his column ended with the following:

Don Imus will be going back to morning radio -- and I'll be going back to not listening.

This would be meaningful if Don Imus had a Baltimore outlet prior to his getting canned. Saying something like this is kind of like my promising never to watch another new episode of Weeds. I don't get Showtime, so it's not a tough promise to keep, get it? So I went to his blog and commented on his most recent item, then made my observation about his not listening to Imus.

A while later I got an email from Rodricks. The first paragraph was what I'd written in my comment:

Today's (Sunday) column mentioned that Don Imus is returning to radio and
you're going to continue not listening to him. That's not so tough,
considering that he hasn't had a radio outlet in Baltimore for a long time
prior to his dismissal...

Rodricks reply:

"Well, duh . . . ."

In addition, he'd excised the above passage from the comment before posting it. I'm not sure what I'm more irritated about, the fact that he'd lopped off my comment, or his rather condescending email response. But this, on top of his prior failure to credit me, is of some concern in my head. I'm still not quite clear on what irritates me about all this in the aggregate, but I'll say this: None of my comments to other Sun blogs are tampered with like this, and I'm going to have to think hard before submitting to this particular one again.

November 02, 2007

What's the Collective Term for Internet Nerds?

Dan Rydell: Come out with me.
Casey McCall: Where?
Dan: El Perro Fumando.
Casey: "The Smoking Dog"?
Dan: Yes.
Casey: Why?
Dan: If you wear something blue, you get $2 off a giant blue margarita.
Casey: You know, I make a pretty good living. I can actually afford to wear what I want and pay full price.
Dan: I'm not promoting the economic upside as much as I am the opportunity to drink something giant and blue.

Sports Night, "Dear Louise" (11/10/98)

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I'm still not positive that I'm going to be there (dammit), but don't let that stop you from enjoying...

What: The October/November AKA Octovember Blogger Happy Hour.

With: Your hosts! Danielle and Charissa.

Who: Baltimore Bloggers. Any Bloggers. Blog Readers. People Known By Acronyms on Other People's Blogs. Me and You and Everyone We Know.

Where: Holy Frijoles, 908 W. 36th St., Hampden

When: Friday, November 2nd, 6pm.

Why: Beers. Bloggers. More beers. More Bloggers. Margaritas. What’s not to love?

Non-members of the ruling class welcome.

It's STILL a dumb argument. Go and have fun.

October 31, 2007

Validation

Charles Foster Kane: As Charles Foster Kane who owns eighty-two thousand, six hundred and thirty-four shares of public transit - you see, I do have a general idea of my holdings - I sympathize with you. Charles Foster Kane is a scoundrel. His paper should be run out of town. A committee should be formed to boycott him. You may, if you can form such a committee, put me down for a contribution of one thousand dollars.

--Citizen Kane(1941)

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I've been added to the blogroll over at the Baltimore Sun's Classroom Connections blog. It's almost like acknowledgment that I know what I'm talking about. At least somebody thinks so.

Epiphany's been added, too, along with a couple of other local education-related blogs that I'm just starting to read.

At some point today I'm going to photocopy my hand, stick the image on the wall and repeatedly lean against it as a means of patting myself on the back.

October 08, 2007

Return of Happy Hour

Man: Say Phil, what do you say to Happy Hour after work?
Phil: I'd say looks like Cheryl's gonna have another black eye to explain to the neighbors.
[both laugh]
Phil: Come on, I'm buyin'.

—Family Guy, "Let's Go to the Hop" (6/6/00)

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When I got back from my Disney excursion, naturally one of the first things I did was check on the backlog of email. Among the literally hundreds of emails I got (most of them spam) was a bunch discussing an upcoming event. By the time I got to read them, the discussion had completely wound down, and Snay had apparently managed not to kill himself in West Virginia. In reviewing Danielle's blog last night, apparently just being on the email list makes me somehow part of the ruling class, according to one person.

So anyway, I now share the details with you (cribbed from Danielle):

What: The October/November AKA Octovember Blogger Happy Hour.

With: Your hosts! Danielle and Charissa.

Who: Baltimore Bloggers. Any Bloggers. Blog Readers. People Known By Acronyms on Other People's Blogs. Me and You and Everyone We Know.

Where: Holy Frijoles, 908 W. 36th St., Hampden

When: Friday, November 2nd, 6pm.

Why: Beers. Bloggers. More beers. More Bloggers. Margaritas. What’s not to love?

It's a welcoming bunch, honest to god. Even the ruling class.

August 23, 2007

The One Where I Get Dooced

Sam Malone: So, how did your meeting go?
Rebecca Howe: It was very nice. I met the new boss, Mr. Teal. We exchanged pleasantries. You're no longer the co-manager and have been demoted to just bartender.

--Cheers, "Executive Sweet" (11/10/88)

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Late yesterday I got an email from my boss. It read:

[Bigshot at North Avenue HQ] reads your blog!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, I'm sure somebody's out there reading it. I don't get those 40 hits a day for nothing; it can't all be 10th District campaign staff.

Actually, my boss called me before I saw the email. He asked me, "Did you know that [Bigshot] reads your blog?" I told him I didn't know that as a fact, but OK. It doesn't bother me; I don't (usually) name names and I'm neither libelous nor slanderous. Then, of course, he asks me, "What's a blog?" Heh.

Then, "What do you write about?" I told him pretty much whatever I feel like writing about at that time. He found that oddly funny.

So last night, out of my usual "who reads this tripe?" curiosity, I look through my stats. It turns out that someone's been repeatedly Googling this person's name and then reading the site. What bugs me about doing it that way is, they're coming in by reading only all the posts that are tagged with "Bitching About Work", which could lead someone to believe that that's all I ever write about. I hope someone clicks the "Main" link soon, so they'll see that my job isn't my whole life; I have plenty of things to complain about. Snerk.

August 11, 2007

Making Digital Tracks

Goober Pyle: You know that's not as stupid as it looks, readin' a day-old paper. I do it myself sometimes - kinda gives you a sense of power, don't it? I mean knowing how everything's gonna come out.

The Andy Griffith Show, "Goober Goes to an Auto Show" (2/5/68)

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As the race heats up in Baltimore's 10th District, I've noticed my hit count going up as well. Through a few tools I'm able to tell how people got here. I've noticed that several people are entering the candidates' names followed by "Baltimore" or "10th District" or some variant thereof, into various search engines.  Why anyone wants to know what I think of a particular candidate is beyond me, but all right.

The cool thing about the Internet is that if you put something out there, chances are someone's going to find it. Some things come up quickly and easily in a Google (or whatever) search, but other things do not. This is often referred to as the Hidden Web, or the Invisible Web. Stuff on these sites is usually archived material, or material that you need to log in to access, or non-HTML pages, or something else. It takes some deep searching to find this stuff, but it's there. And this, to me, is the more interesting material.

At any rate, I was looking at a list of search terms that led to this page and began to realize, Hey. I don't have to be the one GENERATING the material all the time. I can just be a conduit for other people's stuff. So what I did was backtrack through other people's searches on the 10th District candidates to see what else they might have found.

Let's start with the incumbent, Ed Reisinger. The first thing you get when you look him up in Google is the link to his page on the City Council website. Nice photo, that. I'd say that it looks like his high school graduation picture, but according to a questionnaire he submitted to the Baltimore Sun, probably not so much. There's also an Ed Reisinger website that's out of date, short on information (a lot of "coming soon") and rather poorly designed (e.g. photos forced into shapes they weren't meant to have).

One of the most disturbing things I found, however, was an article in the City Paper from October of 2004, shortly after the last primary but before the general election. It doesn't bug me that Reisinger reportedly had a blood alcohol level of .068—he was in a bar, after all—it was his repeated denial of having more than one beer. Ed's about my size, maybe a little bigger. One beer just ain't gonna get that job done. But the article goes on to quote him as saying he "doesn't have a lot of faith in Baltimore City juries". And in my eyes, that's a metric boatload of "Wow." There's also a couple of pieces here and there about his attempts to get the property tax rate lowered, and a recent piece in the Sun about a bridge on Fort Avenue that quotes Reisinger. My impression from this piece is that the Sun isn't too thrilled with him, given the way the quote was placed near the end of the piece and reported thus:

"Am I worried about it? Yeah, yeah," says City Councilman Edward L. Reisinger. "You got school buses going over there to get to Fort McHenry and to school, you got employees of Tide Point coming and going. I mean, that bridge is used, a lot."

It wouldn't have killed anyone to cut the extra "yeah" and either paraphrase or quote him with a couple more verbs. But I admit I'm a bit of a grammar snob, so maybe that's just me. Incidentally, the online edition doesn't have the extra emphasis on the word "lot", however it was there in the print edition, which is why I put it back in there.

I'll take the challengers alphabetically.

Donnie Fair also has kind of an odd photo on his website. Donnie wears glasses and looks good in them; I don't know why he took 'em off. I'm also not sure I get the picture of the Key Bridge on the webpage. Did the bridge move into the 10th? Why not use the Hanover Street Bridge? I think Hanover Street has a great-looking bridge. The rest of the website looks pretty nice and clean, although again it's light on information (again, a lot of "I'll have more to say about that soon" stuff). Donnie appears to be playing the "outsider" card, which works exactly once when it works at all.

Apparently, Donnie did NOT reply to the Baltimore Sun's questionnaire, so I can't link to it. There are, however, some links to an article in the Examiner that appeared a couple of weeks ago. The article was about the 10th District being one of the "races to watch", but the article itself doesn't mention him. Instead, the comments following the article (they're listed in reverse chronological order) are all anonymous (with two exceptions) and written by supporters of both Donnie Fair and Terry Hickey. Reisinger's supporters are nowhere to be found in this one. The article itself kind of rides the fence but doesn't commit to anybody. A fun little mudslinging contest, that.

Donnie did make it into this Examiner article, along with the other challengers.

Donnie Fair made it into the City Paper a couple of years back, as well. I'd be curious to know if the plan ever made it to fruition, with or without him.

Here are a couple of interesting things that Donnie posted to the Web

He contributes to a forum called bonnevilleamerica.com, which is for enthusiasts of a specific kind of motorcycle . Among the comments he posts (you have to search deep to find these) are:

  I sometimes find myself riding in Washington, DC, the land of flaming retarded drivers.

And, in another post, responding to a question about "loud pipes" on his bike:

Q: What clued you in to them being too loud, the car alarms going off?


A: I'm 1/2 of a baffle away from straigh [sic] pipes (no reducer either). Living in the 'hood such as I do and taking the occasional ride through the ghetto, my personal best is 3 alarms in one afternoon. Sweet!

Nice, that. He mentions the "ghetto" in another post, too.

This is an interesting comment he made a couple of years back. Scroll to the last item. As near as I can figure, Donnie's letter was lifted from the Baltimore Sun and reproduced at this website, but I can't be sure.

One more thing about Donnie Fair before I move on: I have it from an Informed Source (thanks, Edna Source) that the current crop of candidates are doing a bunch of their campaigning based on lists of people who voted in the last primary. Donnie Fair's name appears to be absent from that list. Oops.

Next up is Terry Hickey. Hickey's got the best website of the three, but one thing that it does (actually I think Donnie Fair's site does this too) is, when you click on the "Contact Us" link, it automatically launches your default email handler. Now, I have a few email addresses, as many people do (and should). I have my "A" list address, but I also have a couple of "spam collector" addresses in Hotmail and Yahoo. This is the address I'm going to use in most cases when it's not a relative or close friend. With these sites, I don't get a choice. This also means that, when I'm on my work laptop, say, I'd be giving out my work email. That's not going to piss off the guys in IT very much. So my alternative is to say "Screw it, I'm not writing to you at all."

(Of course, I can parse out the email address from the automatically-opened window, but that's not the point. The point is that the website is being presumptuous.)

Anyway.

Hickey's responses to the Sun questionnaire are quite detailed, far more so than Reisinger's (which is presented as a series of bullet points). They may, in fact, be too detailed. I don't know how many people have that kind of attention span, but you can't say he doesn't have his act together.

There are a lot of links on Google to various organizations that Hickey either started or is involved in, and of course there are the Examiner articles I noted above. There's also a City Paper review of a play called The Mineola Twins which gives a Terry Hickey a pretty good review, but I have no idea whether it's the same Terry Hickey. Another review has photos in it, and the bottom photo does kind of look like him, so who knows. As a Long Islander, I have to appreciate any play that's about a town on Long Island. (Plus, Hickey's a Native New Yorker, but he's from upstate so it doesn't count.)

I chased down a whole bunch of posts on a home theater forum that I thought was him, but I was mistaken. That was irritating, but I can't hold it against him. But the bottom line is that I couldn't find anything from Hickey that gave me pause, despite there being a LOT of stuff out there.

The last Democrat on the ballot is Hunter Pruette. He doesn't appear to have a website, or really much of an online presence at all. There's a blog that endorses him, and he's mentioned in the Examiner article. Oh, and he did submit a response to the Sun's questionnaire. But that's about it. Other than that, Pruette's the Invisible Man.

Finally, we have the Republican candidate. His name is Duane Shelton, and according to the City Paper, he's the chair of the city's Republican Committee. This is the same Duane Shelton who ran for Mayor a few years back, and garnered about 400 votes. And that's about it, (no questionnaire for the Sun) so he's pretty invisible too.

So there you have it, the online footprints of the candidates revealed. If you have something else you found, feel free to share it with me. This was a fun exercise AND led to probably my longest post ever.

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  • GF
    Girl Friend, which I call her mostly because she hates it. By now we're probably common-law spouses. Besides, she doesn't need a ring; we have real estate together.
  • S & B
    Our next-door neighbors. Their given names begin with neither S nor B, although the names that everyone calls them do begin with S and B. Go figure.
  • Wee One
    GF's daughter, who is in the ballpark of nine years old. A cheerleader and aspiring gymnast who spends an inordinate amount of time in the ER.
  • Daughter
    My daughter, who will be 17 this summer. She lives on Long Island but visits frequently.

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