Showing posts with label Misc. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Misc. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Why I passed on the gay waitress tipping story

I passed on a story. I regret it now. 

I was outraged by the thought of a Christian couple stiffing a gay waitress and leaving an obnoxious message instead of a tip. This type of insensitive bullying makes my blood boil. I hate it.

I wanted to post, but when the story broke, I thought about it and passed. My reasoning was simple, it was a one-sided story. I don’t like one-sided stories as they often bring me inbox grief, so I passed.

I’m mad at myself now, because I realize my dislike for one-sided stories can be a filter which prevents critical thinking. What I should have done was think. I should have demanded the other side of the story. I should have asked to see proof. I should have thought about how it would have been possible to validate the story. I should have asked why everyone jumped in and donated money before the facts were in. Everything about this story should have caused me to dig deeper, but my filter stopped me because… I did not want the grief. If I had posted the story, my inbox would have filled-up with people complaining that I was anti-gay or a hater because I had questioned the authenticity of Dayna Morales’ story.

People want to believe this kind of story. I want to believe this kind of story myself because it fits my view of how some Christians act and that is a shame. I should have made the damn post.

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Where were you when Elvis died?

I'm listening to a CBS Sunday Morning piece on the 36th anniversary of Elvis Presley's death. It dredged up a memory from the 70s. I was 17 at the time and driving with my friend Craig to his cousin's house for a game of basketball. We were listening to KMET when the news broke. We pulled over to listen to the story. I remember sitting on a treelined street in Yellow VW bug and thinking, "How is this possible?"

Where were you?

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Tsunami video that I could not stop watching

Something new pops up on Japan's 2011 Tsunami from time to time. I aways watch. There is something about the power of a Tsunami that holds my attention like nothing else. It's as if I'm watching the end of the world. The last minutes is the best. The footage shows a nighttime skyline right out of hell. It is the stuff of nightmares.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Small changes = big rewards

Two years ago I made the first in a series of small changes aimed at increasing my health and fitness. Some of the changes were small, while others were huge. All were a challenge; even the smallest of the changes. Habits are hard to break. I know. I've tried over the years and failed at most attempts, but not this time. I approached the problem from a different perspective. I used tools from my professional life. I'm a technical project manager. I know how to make big things happen. It takes a combination of small focused efforts and measurement of the process. It works every time. 

Project managers have a saying, "Who does what and by when?" It's a fundamental concept. In this case the "who" is me. The "does what" is to make a small change. The "by when" is the length of time it takes to make the change stick. I focused my first project on smoking. 

On November 1, I will celebrate two years without smoking. I was a cigar smoker. On average, I've smoked six or seven cigars a week since 1999 and one or two a week since the mid 80s. I targeted smoking for obvious reasons. It was killing me slowly. I knew that. I was not confident that I could quit as I had tried a many times before. Smoking a stogie was too much a part of who I was,  and it was something that I enjoyed too much to walk away from.

I attacked smoking in small steps. The first thing I changed was my environmental triggers. I tended to smoke at lunch. I would grab some fast food, go to a park and then eat quickly. The rest of my time was dedicated to smoking the biggest cigar I could find. I usually smoked with friends. Lunch was a social break centered around smoking. The first change was easy. I stopped going to the park for lunch. Instead, I started to eat socially with my coworkers at local restaurants. Without an opportunity to smoke, I smoked less. When I was alone, I went out looking for something to photograph rather than a quiet meal in the park.

I waited a few weeks and then targeted other environmental triggers. I liked to smoke a cigarillo in the morning after coffee. I replaced the morning smoke break with a short walk. I did the same in the afternoon where I would sometimes smoke after tea. I rarely smoked at home, so attacking my workplace environmental triggers had a larger impact on my smoking. After a few weeks, I was down to one cigar a week. On November 1, 2010 I stopped altogether. There were 15 small changes in all that I made to quit smoking. It took a few months to develop new habits. I'd make one small change at a time and then wait a week or two for before making the next adjustment. I replaced bad habits with healthy new alternatives. I also wrote a project plan and measured my progress by counting cigars smoked per day and money spent on smoking supplies per week. After a month, I had reduced my cigar intake by 35% and my spend by 22%. In the end, I saved an average $125 per month. 

Quitting smoking was easy compared with the next big change on the list. I wanted to quit drinking diet soda.  I had acquired the soda habit 40 years ago while a youngster. I switched to diet soda when Diet Coke came out and then migrated to Diet Dr. Pepper when it hit the market. I was a soda addict in the worse possible way. I estimate that I drank at least  seven cans of soda per day, plus a couple of large sodas from fast-food vendors. I was out of control. I used the same approach for sodas as I did for cigars, but it was much harder. The diet coke monkey was on my back, and it was working me over hard. I suffered through a month headaches and concentration problems, but I kept at it.  By the end of November, 2010 I had stopped drinking diet soda altogether.  Here are some of my small steps:

  • I drink three glasses of water when I wake up in the morning (24oz).
  • I substitute unsweetened iced tea for diet soda.
  • I drink water on a regular schedule (Yes… there is an app for that).
  • I order club soda when dining out.
  • I drink water with most meals. 
  • I stocked up on club soda brands for social occasions.
  • I drink scotch whisky straight up or with club soda (Instead of Jack and coke).

I've had a sip or two since quitting. I cannot understand why I liked it. It's so damn sweet. I really can't stand the taste any more.

Diet soda may not seem like a big health concern, but too much salt and chemicals in my diet worries me. With my health problems, less salt is a good idea. The chemicals are another matter altogether. Chemicals are not food. I want to eat food, not chemicals.

I've continued to use this technique on other areas of my life.  My current focus is weight loss. I've had good results so far too. Another area is writing. It's also one of the reasons I've slowed down on my blog. I'm working on a project that demands more of my time. Blogging is fun, but it does not help me get any closer to my writing goals, so i'm doing much less of it these days. 

I'll post more on this in the weeks ahead. Wish me luck. 

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Pickpockets

I flew to Atlanta this week for a technical conference. Once I arrived, I took the MARTA's red line from the airport to Peachtree Center in the downtown area. It’s a short trip and saved my employer a car rental fee. Along the route, a lot of people got on the train. It was 5:00 pm. A group of kids entered at the Lakewood stop and started to jostle a rider at the back of the car. It reminded me of Gypsies in Paris. A fat old lady yelled, “Pick pockets.” She pointed at the kids with a flabby black arm (with perfect nails). I expected them to be mobbed and arrested or something, instead at least 25 riders raised cellphones and shot video. The kids hid their faces under shirts and hats. The did their best to avoid showing any part of the face to the people on the train. They jumped off at the next stop followed by a few passengers holding cellphones up to record their flight. The doors eventually closed. The people riding with me went back to doing whatever they were doing before. The fat woman muttered, “Stupid kids.” I smiled.

I took at cab back to the airport on my return trip.

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Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Summer projects for teens

My teen son is home this summer. He best friend (from Texas) is staying with us until he returns to the Lone Star State for school in the fall. The boys are up to no good. It’s my job as a parent to fix the problem. I’ve challenged them to complete a few seemingly mundane tasks. I’m looking for more ideas.

Task list

  1. Write a blog post each day on their hip Gamming blog, Gamerz in the lobby. I claim blade579 as my own.
  2. Produce a catalog of the plant life in our backyard. The list should include each tree, bush, plant and flower. They are to produce a journal with a leaf and description of the plant. A drawing is required if identification is difficult.
  3. Use public transit to get to the beach and back.
  4. Do 100 consecutive pushups each and earn a $100 prize. (I think the prize is safe).

Can you guess the motivation behind each task? I think its obvious, but the boys are a little dense. I think it’s all the hormones.

I need more ideas. Please leave a comment if you can.

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Saturday, June 18, 2011

Correction - Jerry Branton Hobbs III

Way back in 2005 I wrote a small post about Jerry Branton Hobbs III. He was not a pastor, nor was he connected to a church. I was simply outraged by his crime and his confession. It turns out that the crime was committed by somebody else and his confession was coerced. Jerry Hobbs is a free man thanks to DNA evidence which points to another man.

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Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Not a pastor, but still a monster

I am constantly reminded that there are many other people who commit crimes against children. Does my focus on pastors somehow change the public perception? I don’t think so. Still, I occasionally read a story that upsets me. Take attorney Aaron Biber. He is serving time in prison for raping a 15-year-old friend of his son. The abuse was so horrible that Biber was ordered to fund a $15 million trust to compensate the victim. Biber is a freak of the highest order.

According to court documents, Biber, a former partner at the firm Gray Plant Mooty who had served as treasurer of the Minnesota State Bar Association, "groomed" the boy for sex, starting when the boy, his neighbor, was 11.

He was accused of sending the boy explicit text messages and pornography, giving him back rubs and asking him to perform sexual acts. On the night of the teen's freshman homecoming, Biber got him drunk and had sex with him for more than two hours, court records said.

The boy threatened to kill himself and was hospitalized before telling a psychiatrist, his parents and police what happened. Biber was arrested in December 2009 after police recorded a telephone call between the boy and Biber in which they arranged to meet for oral sex.

I can’t do it. I can’t write about every case. My mind would cease to function. As it is, I must take breaks from the endless poison I read. I focus on pastors for a reason. It’s best that I don’t’ forget that.

On another note, the daughter of a pastor contacted me. She thanked me for my blog. Her father had been convicted of a sex-related crime late last year. She was happy to be able to vent on my blog without fear of it getting back to her church. I’m still not sure which comments are hers.

Hat tip to James.

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Wednesday, May 11, 2011

A new personal best!

Some of you know I’m an avid disc golfer. I’ve played on and off since I was 15 – that’s a long time. I hit a personal best this afternoon at La Mirada’s lakeside course. I shot a two over 56 which is two better than I’ve ever played the game. I shot two birdies on the front nine. Hole three was a drop-in for a birdie. Hole nine was a 20 foot putt that I drained.

I screwed up a few holes, which is normal. If I had known the game would play out like it did, I would have been much more upset at myself for blowing my tee shot on the first hole. It was embarrassing, So was the overshot on my recovery. I turned an easy par into a hard bogey. But then, maybe it was my poor play on the first hole that loosened me up for what was to come. I don’t know – but I am happy tonight. It feels good to break a barrier and hit a personal best; real good.

In other news – I’ve dropped 30 pounds since March 9th. I played the course today in better form than I have ever managed before. I was winded at the end, but I walked off feeling pretty damn good. Heck, I even managed a workout when I got home. 50 is not so bad…

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Friday, February 18, 2011

Thank you cheesecake lady

IMG_0067Imogen, otherwise known as the cheesecake lady, dropped a delicious blueberry cheesecake by my office yesterday. It made my day.

I turn 50 on Saturday and Imogen was thoughtful enough to remember my birthday and to make me a cheesecake so that I could celebrate with my friends at the office. It lifted my spirits as Thursday was a not-so-typical work day. In fact, it was more like a day from hell. I had 5 meeting layered on top of hosting a developer’s conference – it was a crazy day. But then the cheesecake arrived – we call Imogen the cheesecake lady because when she brings us a cheesecake, all activity stops in my office until there is nothing left but but licking our fingers. Her cheesecake is that good, and so is just about every thing else she bakes. I know. I’ve tried it all. This woman could make a fortune it she did this for a living.

Thanks Imogen! You made my day.

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Monday, January 03, 2011

How many books did you read in 2010?

My boss hit me up with his reading list today. He read 31 book in 2010. I did not record my actual reads for 2010 so I killed some time this afternoon going back over the books on my Kindle, Audible, and my bookshelf. I know I have at least 14 because I’ve read the all of the Dresden files, including the collection of short stories. I counted 11 finished on my Kindle, plus 15 in my Kindle archive. I listened to 5 more books on Audible. And on the printed book side of things, I read 7. So that’s 52 for me.

The best: I am not Serial Killer by Dan Wells,The Maze Runner by James Dashner and The Checklist Manifesto by Atu Gawande.

The worst: The 4-Hour-Workweek by Timothy Ferries, The Cookbook Collector by Allegra Goodman, and The Road by Cormac McCarthy.

I’ve started of 2011 by finishing Dead or Alive by Tom Clancy and I’m halfway through Patient Zero by Jonathan Maberry.

As always, I am curious about what you are reading…

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Best Firefox extension of 2010: Readability

Ok – I'll admit that I don’t know how long this Firefox extension has been around. I found it in 2010. It’s called Readability. It strips everything out of a blog post and replaces it with an easy to read version. I love it. It’s simple, easy to use, and effective. If you read a lot of blogs, I’m sure you will find this helpful.

What was your favorite Firefox extension?

My lost day

IMG_0352January 2nd started well enough. I slept in at my son’s house up in Alameda and then enjoyed a tasty Mexican style brunch at La Penca Azul (formerly La Piñata). We hit the road for Los Angeles at 11:30 am. I knew there was a chance the Grapevine would be closed, but in all the years I’ve made the trip, I’ve never had it close on me. My luck ran out yesterday. The Highway Patrol closed the Grapevine because of snow sometime after I left Santa Nella. The I-5 grew more and more congested as we drove south. I cut over to the 101 via the 198 in driving rain and then took some crazy washed-out mountain road over the coastal mountains only to find the 101 a parking lot for next 150 miles. We finally arrived home at 9:30 pm.

We did not have the worst of it. The northbound lanes of the 101 were bumper-to-bumper for 175 miles starting in Ventura. I’m surprised somebody did not go postal. I spoke with one man at a gas station in Lompoc. He said he was 12 hours into what should be a 4 hour trip and still had a good 4 hours to go. He looked tired and confused.

I was aided by my GPS for most of the way, but I wanted to chuck it out the window at one point as it was stuck displaying “4 hours to destination” for at least three hours. At least we were entertained by the audio book Patient Zero by Jonathan Maberry, so the slow trip was not a complete loss.

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Thursday, November 04, 2010

Visiting Santa Clara

I’m visiting Santa Clara next week to attend the Enterprise 2.0 conference. If any readers are in the area and would like to meet up for a drink, let me know. I’m also looking forward to playing a little disc golf.

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Monday, September 06, 2010

Upgrade woes

I changed my Blogger template to take advantage of some new technology and in the process boned my commenting feature. So be advised, if you upgrade to Blogger in draft and use Intense Debate, you might have problems. It cost me a good day of comments, but no worries. I did not blog much.

Note to self, never upgrade on a holiday.
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Sunday, November 08, 2009

My H1N1 moment

I happened to be at La Mirada park at sunrise yesterday. I normally play a round of disc golf with a few friends on the weekends. Yesterday was no different, except for the crowds. The park is nearly empty when I play. I saw the bird lady, she feeds a few hundred ducks each morning. Disc golfer Yoshi (a course local) was there early to warm up for the Southern 2009 California Amateur Disc Golf Championship. We played a few holes together. I also saw the big dog that pisses on my disc every chance he gets. He drives me crazy. Everything was normal. The park was quiet. But then I saw something odd, cars were parked along the street near hole 15. Lot of cars, hundreds of cars. I started to see sleepy-eyed children trailing along behind their mothers. When I arrived at the tee pad for hole 15, I saw the angry horde near the gymnasium. There was at least a thousand kids in line. Men with bullhorns stood to the side giving directions. It was only 7:00 am. The day could only get worse. It reminded me of queuing up as a child for my polio vaccine (that memory is in black and white for some reason). My only regret is that I did not have a camera.

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Friday, November 06, 2009

Go Cecil

Cecil I can’t say enough about the bright young member of my extended family. Cecil Whiteside is an enormously talented athlete and a wonderful person.  I am proud to see him selected for U.S. Army’s All American football team. I am confident that next year when he plays for Cal Berkeley, USC will go down in flames.  To my cousins Craig and Leilani, I am proud to know you.

Tuesday, September 01, 2009

I want this

Well, this little diorama is one of the coolest things I’ve seen on Etsy in a long time. I want one. The artist’s other works are good too. Check it out, Dodee on Etsy.

We are a family of gamers. I sit beneath a lithograph from Team Fortress 2. There are action figures everyplace you look. I have a vintage Imperial Land Walker above my desk next to a hand painted dragon and my collection of miniatures. This would fit nicely on the wall next to my desk.

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Sunday, June 21, 2009

I need help

My blog no longer shows links to comments. I think Intense Debate is the culprit. I’ve been playing with the code for three days now. I’ve fixed all kinds of problems that I never knew I had, but not the one I care about. Does anyone know how to work with a blogger template well enough to correct the problem? Any help or advice is appreciated.

Specifically, I need my Comments (4) thingy back.

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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

An odd bit of e-mail

I get a lot of odd e-mail. This came in yesterday.

Here's why you will burn in Hell for eternity minus one (because only heaven is infinitely long).  The word atheist is a sin, because it's "i" before "e" except after "c" and when sounded as "a" like in neighbor and weigh.  If only atheist was spelled correctly all atheists might be lounging in clouds wearing white togas, right?  Missed it by that much, ninety-nine (remember Maxwell Smart?)

I normally don’t write back. But I’m temped to write Flexcrush1 and ask what the hell he has been smoking.