May 27, 2008

Metapost: Defending Your Life

Quint: He's either very smart or very dumb.

Jaws (1975)

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[Epiph basically beat me to this post earlier today, but mine is wordier. Plus, I'd already started this one  when I saw his. Thus, when you print our respective posts out, mine is a little more useful in the bathroom, if you know what I mean.]

The downside to having a blog that's read by people you know is that they want you to make them famous, without necessarily making them famous.

Since I tend to write about some aspects of my life obliquely, I get a lot of "that wasn't about me, was it? Was that about me? It was, wasn't it." There's a perverse brand of pride involved in someone identifying themselves as the idiot who did that stupid thing the other day. Especially since the answer is usually "No."

The other thing that happens is that people take my comments in the exact opposite spirit in which they were offered, Jokes are taken seriously, and of course the serious stuff gets a hearty laugh. "That was pretty funny, that thing about how dead babies are sad! Haw haw haw!"

Stuff like that is when I'm actually glad I don't get more comments.

Every now and again I toy with the idea of not writing about the stuff I do. As it is, I do a lot of self-censoring:

  • I could write about the IEP Teams which came thisclose to getting sued if not for my intervention, who then complained that I was mean to them, but that could violate confidentiality unless I change a LOT of facts.
  • I could write about any number of teams whose approach to a student has been essentially "We've tried nothing and it hasn't worked!" and who then complain because my recommendations weren't what they were looking for, but I really don't enjoy having to go on the defensive with the decisions I make. Plus, sometimes it's just my job to be an extra set of eyes and perhaps notice the obvious stuff that they might overlook. Is that insulting? Too bad.
  • I could write about GF watching me carry toilet paper to the downstairs bathroom and then asking me, "What are you going to do with that?" (because there are so many options?), but we've gotta maintain the peace around here, yes? Ah, hell.
  • I could write something darkly comic about how there's still a lot of lead in Baltimore's water, which adds up to job security for special educators in this town, but I already did that one.
  • I could write about the stupid things I've done with contact lenses, but I covered a lot of that ground already, too.
  • I could write about the fatuousness of the phrase "It is what it is", which has only grown in its ubiquity in this town, but still boils down to "I choose not to think too deeply about this topic, nor to discuss it with you." I'm not sure what good that would do, though.

I don't write as a means of venting, or therapy, or practicing for the next Great American Novel. I certainly don't do it to demonstrate that I'm the smartest kid in the room and here's why I'm right and they're wrong. I do it because I enjoy it. I like expressing myself; I like turning a phrase around a little bit; I like finding the quotations at the top of the posts (and you may not believe this, but Cheese was the one who inspired me to do that). I've gone over three years and well over 500 posts, and I've seen the quality of my writing grow. Some of the stuff from 'way back when is cringe-worthy, but I don't want to go all George Lucas on them. lest I be accused of revisionist history.

So at this point I have to regret nothing I've written, and nothing I haven't. It is what it is.

Heh.

May 13, 2008

World Wide Cobweb

Nikolai 'Kolya' Rodchenko: I see. You and your wife, you work in the theater. And you live here...in Siberia.
Raymond Greenwood: It's just temporary.
Rodchenko: [dryly] Of course. Nobody is here permanently.

White Nights (1985)

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I mentioned awhile back that the Morrell Park Community Association had decided that they didn't want me to do their newsletter anymore. I wasn't getting any feedback with relation to their website, so I put up a "Goodbye" page letting people know that the site was going to go dark sometime shortly after Christmas.

Well, that's when heads started to explode. The phone calls and emails started, people asking me what was going on, please don't do this, and so on and so forth. The VP of the Association came up with the hosting fee and the renewal and told me that they wanted the website to go on. So I put up a new home page with a new design, and solicited updated information. And I waited for the information.

And waited.

And waited.

And waited. I got information from one person and I put that up, but otherwise nothing came to me.

And the stuff that was on the homepage started to age out, so I took it down, piece by piece. At this point, all that's left is the meeting dates, some recycling information and some contact information for the Association. I'm not going to make stuff up for them, right?

A few weeks ago (April 7) an email came to me from the Association's VP. It read, in part:

Good things are happening back here in Morrell Park.  Next Pancake Breakfast, 8th year for Mayors Clean Up, Big CERT expansion Meeting, Next GED Sessions both day and evening , Little League 28th Parade, updates/plans on MP New Rec Center, Dunkin Donut expansion, and new homes being built to name a few. Also, many Business and Builders want to advertise and our web site update is desperately needed. Good people have offered to help make this happen 
XX and XY son B offered to place MP updates on the web. <snipped> [B] would like to become more involved offering his experience with computers to update MPCA web site.  However, he needs
www.morrellpark.net user ID and password.    Could you please forward that information forward so this process and progress can begin ?

I guess that's their way of saying they don't want me to do this anymore either. So I sent a reply telling them it wasn't quite as simple as handing over an ID and a password, and I'd get in touch with B directly.

A few days later, on the following Sunday, I sent B a detailed email telling him how to FTP information to the website: where the hosting is located, etc. He didn't reply, nor has the website been updated since then.

So let me be the first to congratulate the officers of the Morrell Park Community Association on their fine selection of a new webmaster. You've done a fantastic job, so far. And the best part is that I'll be billing the MPCA for hosting a webpage that hasn't been updated in a couple of months.

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Confidential to SH: I admit it in this space; you were right. 'nuff said.

April 30, 2008

That Cat Shaft is a Bad Mother--Shut Your Mouth

Bill Maher: New Rule: Bluetooth headset users have to do something that lets me know you're just on the phone and not a dangerous schizophrenic. Right? We don't know if you're talking to your secretary or the evil leprechaun who lives in your head. You're not the chief communications officer of the Starship Enterprise. You're a shoe salesman asking your mom if you can bring over your laundry. If I wanted to overhear every tedious scrap of brain static rattling around in your head, I'd read your blog.

Real Time With Bill Maher, (Season 4, 2006)

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A little while ago, inspired by something I saw over at bthesite, I spent some time tonight profile-hopping around MySpace. Some profiles are pretty dull (such as mine), some are all kinds of customized. A bunch have music that automatically plays, often before the page is finished loading. That's a bit of a pain when you're already streaming music, but I'm not going to complain too loudly about it. It's not as though it's made my life a Dickensian nightmare or anything. That's what my job is for.

Most MySpace pages have at least a little bit of the self-expression thing going on besides the usual likes and dislikes. And nearly all of the profiles that I saw tonight were pretty positive in their outlook and in the comments that appeared at the bottom: look at this, isn't it cool, glad to hook up with you again, LOL/ROFL, I had fun last night,etc.

So it stood out when I spotted a profile that wasn't quite so positive. There were some generic comments about "people who lie and cheat" and "people who go on about how great they are when they're not" and how they promise to name names. And, oddly enough, they do name names. There were specific comments about a particular female being a slut, about her being ugly, about her being fat (which is kind of amusing, coming from someone whose pictures have her sporting a double chin). Stuff of this nature, aimed at this specific person, appeared in assorted places all over this particular profile.

It was truly unique in its mean-spiritedness. And I couldn't help but think that this is a person who is spending a lot of their energy on someone whom they say isn't worth that much attention. There's a little bit of irony for you.

For what it's worth, this one person wasn't the only recipient of this person's little brickbats of bitterness, but she certainly received the lion's share. It really took me back to the days when I was in high school, back when American History textbooks could be printed on a single sheet of paper. My high school definitely had its share of cliques, and the cutting comments were fast and thick and merciless when a person didn't belong. This MySpace profile reminded me of that.

Only, it wasn't a high schooler's profile. It was that of an adult around my age. Go figure.

April 28, 2008

Fan Club!

Monica: [reading Joey's letter from his stalker] Wait a minute; this wasn't mailed to "Days of Our Lives". It wasn't even mailed. Joey, this woman was in our building; she knows where you live.
Joey: All right! I got my own stalker!
Chandler: You're so lucky; I have to share my stalker with five other guys at work.

Friends, "The One After the Superbowl, Part I" (1/28/96)

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Last night, after I posted the Kindle thing, I checked the stat chart that Typepad offers. I didn't expect to see a lot of hits because, for whatever reason, the stat count begins around 7pm each day. Maybe they're Jewish and start at sundown? I don't know.

(More likely guess? 7pm Eastern = midnight GMT. Anyway.)

As I've said before, I don't get a huge number of hits per day. It's gone up slowly, from maybe 20 a year ago to around 40 now. So when I tune in only a few hours into the official day and see 44 hits, I have to say "Yow!".

Typepad also gives me the ability to see what pages are being accessed and at about what time, and based on that I could tell that someone was reading the site more or less sequentially, going all the way back to the start and working their way up till now.

That was interesting enough that I went to Statcounter to see what else I could find out. This person did all that reading using a Baltimore County Public Library dialup account. Too bad for you and me both, my new friend, that you won't have that account much longer. Don't feel obligated to wait another 2-1/2 years to come back.

And, as usual, feel free to comment.

Yet Another Click on the Nerd Meter

Sally Rogers: My Aunt Agnes was right. You know what she said when she saw Randy at the bowling alley? She said, "Sally, you can't tell a book if the title's covered."

The Dick Van Dyke Show, "The Twizzle" (2/28/62)

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It took a few months, but I finally got enough money together to buy this:

Kindle This is the Amazon Kindle. The one you see here isn't vibrating or startled; I think it's a demonstration of the fact that it has a wireless connection, so those would be radio waves.

This is probably the coolest e-book I've seen. It's about the size of a paperback novel, but you don't have to deal with text getting all curvy as it dips into the center margin. The text is crisp and clear and adjustable in size. The unit, out of the box, can hold about 200  books, but there's a space for a standard SD card of up to 4 gigabytes, which is a BOATLOAD of books.

Kindle_with_cover_2 You can also subscribe to several magazines and newspapers, and a few blogs as well (such as Reality Blurred or BoingBoing). The subscription price is a little cheaper than the newsstand, and you're not getting any ads. Unfortunately neither are you getting comics or classified ads from the newspapers yet, but perhaps that'll come in the future.

The books' format is proprietary to the Kindle, which means that for best-sellers and such you have to order from Amazon. The good news is that the Kindle edition is usually $9.99, which means that even though the Kindle itself is nearly four hundred dollars, the savings over even Amazon's price means that (in my case, anyway) it will pretty much pay for itself before long. The Kindle can also handle plain text files (such as books from Project Gutenberg), and you can use it to read Microsoft Word files and PDF files, among a few other formats. You could also, if you're so inclined, store MP3 files on it and listen to music as you read.

OK, I've gushed enough, and the last time I was nearly done with this post my browser crashed and I lost the whole thing. So let me say that if you're as big a reader as I am, this is one gizmo worth checking out.

April 02, 2008

Haunting

Faces of people shortly before, and after, they died.

This isn't a morbid link, I don't think. Some people might be a little disturbed by this, but I found it rather moving. Make sure you read the captions associated with the pictures.

I'd say more but I don't want to color your perception before you've seen it. If you comment, however, I'll be happy to respond with my thoughts.

(found via Dooce. See what happens when you look at some of your older bookmarks?)

November 27, 2007

Cut Loose

Lightning McQueen: Doc, hold it! Seriously, your driving's incredible!
Doc Hudson: Wonderful. Now go away.
Lightning McQueen: Hey, I mean it. You've still got it!
Doc Hudson: I'm asking you to leave.
Lightning McQueen: Come on. I'm a racecar, you're... a much older racecar, but under the hood, you and I are the same.
Doc Hudson: We are not the same! Understand? Now, get out.

—Cars (2006)

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Sometime in the last month or so, the Morrell Park Community Association decided to cut me loose.

I'm not sure of the reason (or reasons) why, but I've got a couple of guesses which I won't share here.

For the last couple of years, I produced the Association's monthly newsletter and, for a slightly longer time period, I ran their website. Getting the material for the newsletter was problematic at best, and I often found myself sending emails begging for things like the President's monthly message. Then I'd be up until 2:00 AM the night before it was due, getting the whole deal laid out correctly and the pagination straightened out. I drew pretty heavily on my experience at the newspaper group in New Jersey right before I moved down here, and I think it showed. The newsletter had a clean look and contained a lot of good information. And, because I was also doing the website, everything dovetailed neatly. There were plenty of times I didn't have the space to do something in the newsletter and I could just refer people to the website.

Last month I got some of the information I needed; it came in dribs and drabs but I didn't get everything. I did the best I could and put a newsletter together. The next morning I delivered it to the Association's Vice-President. She told me that she didn't think I was going to do a newsletter because of GF's illness, so she'd asked someone else to do it.

Wow. Glad I stayed up late for THAT one. It really irritates me, because I have never been late for a newsletter, no matter what my personal circumstance. Even if I went incommunicado, I delivered--in fact, HAND-delivered--every issue on time. The single time it was late was because I'd gotten information late. So anyway, my newsletter was never published, and since I still hadn't received updated information, I couldn't update the website. So the website is still stuck in the past.

This month, I haven't heard anything from anyone. I've received nothing. I have to assume that they don't want me to do this for them anymore, which is fine with me. You have no idea how tired I am of chasing down stuff from everyone, correcting their dreadful spelling and grammar, formatting everything to match everything else, and doing the whole layout routine. Even with the shortcuts I'd built into the project it was a monthly pain in the ass.

The domain I'd purchased for the Association expires pretty soon, too. I haven't decided whether I'll renew it and park something else on the space, or what. But the Association hasn't paid me for the domain renewal, nor the past year's webhosting fees (I split with them because I store Baltimore Diary materials in a directory, along with the redirect page).

One less thing--two, actually--to worry about.

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.

July 29, 2007

S-M-R-T

Homer: I saw this in a movie about a bus that had to SPEED around a city, keeping its SPEED over fifty, and if its SPEED dropped, it would explode. I think it was called, "The Bus That Couldn't Slow Down."

--The Simpsons, "The Springfield Files" (1/12/97)

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Because I promised Yellojkt, here is me as a Simpson:

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This one comes from the Simpsons Movie website and is strictly do-it-yourself; if you go to Simpsonizeme.com you have to upload a photo. And...why not whore out the comments. What do you think? Do I have a reasonable image of myself? What? You don't know me? Sucks to be you.

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The Cast

  • 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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