Monday, September 17 2007, 2:04 pm


New baby pictures posted.


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Thursday, September 13 2007, 7:39 pm


We went to see the midwife today, and my little baby boy kicked the ultrasound instrument as she moved it around, trying to find his heartbeat!

Perhaps we've conditioned this response in him, because we always try to get him to kick and say, "Boring baby! WHY doesn't he DO ANYTHING?"

And then I talk REALLY LOUDLY to see if he responds to the sound of my voice.


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Tuesday, September 11 2007, 4:33 pm


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For all those who don't know, this is my desk chair.



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Tuesday, September 11 2007, 4:19 pm


There's no easy way to preface this... so I won't.




There are other, longer zoo-based versions on you tube, but this I believe captures the ignominious "welcome to Earth" moment the best...

So we borrowed Spiritual Midwifery (complete with warnings about the extreme hippy-ism expressed therein) from a friend, and in it there is a passage talking about giraffes giving birth. And I thought -- YOUTUBE.

In the midst of the prairie or savannah, the baby giraffe PLUMMETS six or seven feet from its mother, breaking the umbilical cord on the way down, and gasping in its first breath as it hits the ground.



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Sunday, September 9 2007, 10:15 pm


Mmm, Melbourne. I got some visits here from Melbourne, and there's been a lot of talk of Melbourne lately -- $500 plane tickets (for the winter months there, you know), and stories told about friends we made traveling who hailed from Melbourne, or at least lounged around there for a while.

We'd LOVE to take one more (major) trip before the BABY comes along, although I hear they are easier to travel with in the 2-6 month range than the 12-24 month range.



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Sunday, September 9 2007, 10:12 pm


The Wife and I have been in the kitchen cooking up some Lasagna, and this morning she made a BUNDT cake in the special pan that her G-ma sent her in the mail...

I've still got a bunch of manly-man jobs to do here, such as find the short behind the dash panel in the car so that the tail-light stops blowing out, and dremel the remains of old coffee out of our spiffy wedding present for our friends that we have not yet given to them even though its been MONTHS since they got married. Yes, it's an antique coffee maker -- I should post a picture.

Anyways, now we're relaxed and healthy and back at our own pad and resuming our own pace of life. (Yes, even blogging.) To-morrow (hopefully) the deliveries of fresh organics to our door resume.

The blank days (soon to be filled in) stretch out on our calendar, seemingly unbroken until the baby's arrival in January.

The Portland weather is PERFECT.



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Sunday, September 9 2007, 10:08 pm


Well, tomorrow is the day we WOULD HAVE closed on the house that we ALMOST bought. Ah well, a better deal will come our way.

The house we looked at today, for example, had no rotten wood, no electrical "excitement," a huge backyard, a moderately better and perhaps marginally newer HVAC system, a decent roof... Very likely non-asbestos siding... A detached and possible cottage conversion garage... Six blocks farther East but one major cross street farther north.

Of course, the asking price is a bit higher, but we wouldn't pay full price anyway... Not in this market.



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Tuesday, September 4 2007, 9:39 pm


So, we have been out farm/house-sitting in the country for a week, and we have until Friday yet to go.

Our little domain encompasses 7 chickens, 3 dogs, and 2 horses.

It also has three Apples in it now, because the heir to the farm has returned from the frozen north (Vancouver, B.C.), one of the residents left their PowerBook G4, and, since my tablet's storage controller has died the death, I have brought my Mac Mini, and big-ass 22" Viewsonic LCD, which my Wife refers to as "the car windshield"...

But seriously, the farm is awesome. It is a giant yellow house, surrounded by French-inspired gardens of lavender, and vegetables, and apple trees trained espalier...

The horses stable in a neat and trim barn, which also houses several dozen barn swallows (by design). The two small dogs are Jack Russell Terriers, and exhibit all the best and worse characteristics of small breeds: they are relentless in ferreting out vermin... but they yap and are high-strung.

They are regularly left out to "guard" against the coyotes.

(In actual fact, they HAVE chased away coyotes...)



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Tuesday, September 4 2007, 9:15 pm


This was spoken today about our house-sitting and care-taking of 3 dogs -- two of the needy, annoying variety, and one of the perfect, angelic variety variety...



This is worse than kids.

Kids may be demanding, but you don't have to remind them to stop licking their anus every five minutes!



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Wednesday, August 29 2007, 11:37 am


With further ado, I give you the winners of the

Interstate Five Baby Naming Contest!!!

For Top Boy's Name, the award goes to:

Henley Hornbrook

For Top Girl's Name the award goes to:

Grenada Gazelle

Runner ups were:

Proberta
Gerber

Anlauf
Lorane

Yoncalla
Drain

The entries, of course, had to be names spotted on I-5 roadsigns, either north- or southbound.

Thank you all for contributing!



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Monday, August 27 2007, 9:31 pm


Well,

We have been married a year and a day, and I'm proud to say that we have a baby on the way!

This last week we have been down in California with my folks, and we spent most of the time out at Stinson Beach, where my family and my Grandma rented a house. The cousins from New Orleans were there too, and a good time was had by all.

I even got some work done, and we determined that the price reduction offered to us by the sellers of the house we are were buying was not sufficient for us to justify buying it.

So there are the reasons why I have not written anything here in such a long time.

Also, I sanded my bike down, primed it, and painted it CHROME. It rocks. Of course, now it looks more expensive than the $75 I paid for it, but...



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Tuesday, August 14 2007, 7:03 pm


hay in the hair


I've had hay in my hair all day, and dozens of some kind of creepy crawly that I picked up from the hay bales I was tossing down for the horses this morning.

Yep, you guessed it, we are out on the farm again. This is the "Circle M" ranch, where we have 2 horses, 3 dogs, and 7 chickens to contend with.

And the chiggers or ticks or fleas or whatever they were that lived in the hay. (They were slow moving and easy to kill, though, but TINY.)




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Sunday, August 5 2007, 5:48 pm


Today we had a quite afternoon reading Evelyn Waugh... TSG started to read Brideshead Revisited for the first time, a book which I have been trying to push her way for probably two years... And I actually started delving into the depths of Waugh Abroad, the travel collection of his that I purchased two Aprils ago.

We are trying to bring back Restful Sundays to our life, a goal which has been repeatedly stymied by my apparent work-a-holic-ness...

I don't actually want to work, in the common, vulgar sense of that word -- I want to farm, and raise a family, and write, and play music, and spread God's love around the globe.

But I abhor debt, and farming debt-free in an area geographically close to friends, family, and convenient methods of inter-continenal transportation does not come easily.

For work, I don't like doing just one things. I like having my finger in a the proverbial selection of pies, from computer consulting on a contract or independent basis to software development, to houses for investment purposes, to wine, and to various other projects that appear, even now, upon the horizon.

It is an exciting time to be alive.





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Saturday, August 4 2007, 11:10 am


So the rule is...

...that TSG is not allowed to acquire any pets and I am not allowed to acquire any cars (for parts or otherwise) until we have a house...

So she frantically points our every PUPPY and KITTEN that she sees, while I point out every VOLVO that could one day be up on blocks in our front yard...



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Saturday, August 4 2007, 10:04 am


So there has been an on-going debate in my household about T-shirts...

It seems that I, personally, have WAY too many T-shirts.

These T-shirts fall into two categories: Presentable and Unpresentable.

I have a principle when it comes to T-shirts: I wear the ones I like, and I don't wear the ones I don't like.

From this simple principle flows a whole host of consequences.

First, I end up wearing my favorite T-shirts all the time, and since I end up working on cars a fair amount of time (not so much recently, but) my favorite T-shirts, that is, the ones I wear all the time, quickly go from being Presentable to Unpresentable.

This is unacceptable.

So at some point, maybe today, I will make three piles of T-shirts: One for Goodwill, Two for Working on Cars, and Three for General Presentability.



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Wednesday, August 1 2007, 1:35 pm


Wow.


Denial is the default position of any bureaucracy, since most bureaucrats regard appeals to objective reality as somewhat gauche, if not an actual threat to their jobs, an occupational trait they share with most philosophy and literature professors these days...




What a read.





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Wednesday, August 1 2007, 11:36 am


...from an email i just sent...


...a hot water pipe burst on the top floor of our apartment building last night, leaked into the wall, shorted out a light switch and set the apartment on fire and the fire alarm went off for twenty minute and the fire department came all at about two in the morning last night...



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Monday, July 30 2007, 5:08 pm


My Grandad and Grandma met in Seattle, during WWII, where Grandad was stationed.

A friend of hers set them up on a blind date.

They met at the train station, and Grandma had told Grandad on the phone that he would know who she was because she would be wearing a brown hat.

When he got to the station, he saw three girls wearing brown hats.

So he picked the prettiest one.

They were married 61 years.


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Wednesday, July 25 2007, 10:45 pm


new developments


We have:

o Pretty much finished moving the entirety of our possessions into our one-bedroom apartment, excepting the cars and that pile of (mostly) sound and computer gear that is under my parents' ping-pong table


o Resumed our Organics To You subscription, so we are eating healthily and once again gathering a collection of uniformly-sized cardboard boxes


o Begun to park 1.5 miles away from our door, due to the cancellation of residential parking permits in our area. I've always wanted to do this, because it is an "enforced exercise program." If we want to, or have to, drive anywhere, we have to WALK to get to the car. We also have been biking and taking the MAX to get there, so we have lots of options.

o Been biking some. We biked by a house yesterday that we are touring tomorrow with a realtor. We bought a bike helmet for TSG and a rack for the back of the bike and a u-lock (though I can't find the keys for mine!) and we strapped, locked, zipped, and tied a crate to the back of her bike for groceries. So we are all set.



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Wednesday, July 25 2007, 10:40 pm


we've won the battle...


...but maybe not the war.

This round consisted of a masking-tape-and-cardboard barrier over both the vent in the bathroom and the one in the closet.

Our foe? Horror of horrors, a SMOKER lives next door!

And that has meant that our bathroom, and our clothes -- our clean clothes right in our very own closet -- have become smokers too.

But not any more!


(And no, I didn't take the pun about them being "closet" smokers. I saw it, but I didn't go there.)



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Sunday, July 22 2007, 5:06 pm




And more!



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Sunday, July 22 2007, 5:05 pm




Fun in the San Juan Islands!



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Thursday, July 19 2007, 6:47 pm


So then, after the house/farm-sitting, we moved on up to Orcas Island, for a weekend wedding, almost a year after our honeymoon there.

My favorite line from the wedding weeking was during the introductions on Friday afternoon:

"...yes, and this is Steve, my ex-brother-in-law."

Doesn't that just make you, like, friends?

Wow.



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Thursday, July 19 2007, 5:47 pm


Right.

So it seems that I only actually blog when I am (a) relaxed and (b) connected to the internet.

Evidently, these two circumstances have not coincided lately.

We have returned from an extended stay in Washington, in which we house-sat, taking car of two dogs and two cats -- one dog that only barks at cars, and one dog that only barks at other dogs, one male cat, deaf as a doorknob, named Nina, and one cat, of unknown sex, named Cinder.



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Monday, July 9 2007, 2:33 pm




And this is our new kitten friend...





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Monday, July 9 2007, 2:32 pm




We saw these (??!) at the grocery store...





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Monday, July 9 2007, 2:32 pm




This is what we felt like at the loan meeting on Saturday...





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Thursday, July 5 2007, 1:59 pm


Our new apartment has a prime location...

One block from the MAX, and in the free zone, the "fareless square."

Today I walked a block from the apartment to the MAX, and the train was coming as I crossed the street into the station. One stop later I walked off into Northwest, and a couple of blocks later I stopped into a coffee shop, where I am working now.

TSG has gone over to Hillsboro to say goodbye to a dear friend -- she is entering a Carmelite convent in Nebraska.

Soon the cable internet will turn on at our apartment, but first we are house-sitting in Washington for a week and attending a wedding on the San Juan Islands -- almost a year after we honeymooned there.



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Saturday, June 30 2007, 6:32 pm


This...




...is where we now live.



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Monday, June 25 2007, 5:45 pm


Remember how I was talking about how my bike was only a 7-speed?

Well, actually it is a one-speed.

Which is fine, I kind of like it that way, but still humorous that none of my shifting this time or last time has been effective...



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Sunday, June 24 2007, 4:01 pm


Dirty Joe Blogs!

Hooray!



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Friday, June 22 2007, 10:18 pm


About 11 minutes ago, yes, at 10 o'clock on a Friday night, I inadvertently shut myself out of the remote server, thus effectively ending my working day, after a solid last 6 hours of heavy duty programming.

Having been cut off from work -- and having accomplished a respectable amount today -- I turned to my "general to-do" list. Which hadn't been updated for a month.

There were a surprising number of things that have been done, and that I was able, with much glee, to scratch off the list. Many things that I never have to worry about again.

I can feel the stress melting away.

I imagine a simpler, better life, without a myriad of TO-DO lists, where ALL the items are scratched off with glee...



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Tuesday, June 19 2007, 11:25 am


Well.

We've have just returned to Saint Helens, Oregon after serveral weeks (?) of traveling (again).

I think there was a strech where we spent each of 3 different nights in a different state.

We're only going to be here two nights before we're off to the Oregon City area for a farm-sitting job.

While we were in California, we purchased bicycles from Craig's List... $75 a pop, and they had only been ridden once or twice, and were worth about $200-300 new...

So I've started riding down to the coffee shop to work, although I'll have to do a bit of maintenance -- yesterday the bike I rode was stuck in the second big gear the whole way down, effectively making it a 7-speed, down from 21.



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Saturday, June 16 2007, 8:11 pm


I am a big proponent of the school of thought that says, "Life is simpler than we make it out to be".

In reality, our needs are few.

Our emotions fit into a handful of categories.

Most of our moral quandries have a clear answer.

We complicate our lives with justifications, greed, and denial.

There is vast richness to be found in this life, but it does not emanate from us.



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Wednesday, June 13 2007, 1:44 pm


Well, after 10 days in California, we head back to Oregon today...



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Saturday, June 9 2007, 3:24 pm


"But what about woman's right to choose?"

A Woman makes that choice when she decides whether or not to have sex.

"But what about rape?"

Then a criminal has taken away her right to choose.



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Wednesday, May 30 2007, 11:22 pm


I briefly emerged from my pile of paperwork so that we could frantically rush to a loan intake meeting only to be told with a class-stopping breath that:


Uh, you guys are, like, WAAAY too late.


It was pretty funny.

But then the loan agent stepped outside while the rest of them went on with the meeting, and guess who is getting preferential treatment? That's right, US.

I'm not sure that they have had anyone as prepared as we were.

It felt quite good to handoff that pile of paperwork.

Now I have to go buy Auntie Trish a whole new ream of printer paper.



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Wednesday, May 30 2007, 11:18 pm


Our house is going to have a big switch that cuts off all power to the house when you throw it.

And it shall be throw each and every night.

No 60Hz hummin' house for us.


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Friday, May 25 2007, 6:41 pm


important words


I'm into AUTHENTICITY. And SUBTLETY. And QUALITY.

AUTHENTICITY because of TRUTH, HONESTY, and REALITY.

SUBTLETY because of DETAIL.

I like the subtle things that are noticed only after a long time, or after a large number of repetitions... The kinds of things that most people probably never notice, but could if they paid attention.

Many of the QUALITY things are like that. Such as the difference between plastic and wood, or plastic and metal.

I find this a lot in cooking. If you whip something a certain way or mix it a certain way, or with a certain degree or amount of something else, your results can be tremendously difference.

Trivial changes -- subtle ones -- lead to enormous qualitative and quantitative change on a daily basis.

One who perceptively observes on a regular basis sees imperfections in a new light, but may also see perfections in a radically new way.



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Friday, May 18 2007, 10:28 am


honey, where's the baking soda?


Okay, so there has been some excitement around here.

So I went to light the grill yesterday... not expecting that I was actually going to be lighting THE GRILL on fire.

Yes, boys and girls, I lit the grill, walked away, and when I came back the WHOLE GRILL was flaming and smoking. I turned the gas off, and there was no abatement of the inferno.

I calmly walked inside the house and inquired as to the whereabouts of the baking soda.

- - -

The microwave. The microwave can only be described at this point as a Manhattan Project Diorama. You push the on button, and sit in front of it, and it makes a series of buzzing noises and then green flashes and thunderclaps and lightning and explosions and general craziness.



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Monday, May 14 2007, 10:49 am


Oh, yeah, and one of the other transitions that this month has witnessed:

An incident with My Lovely Wife's horse trimmers has left me beardless.

Don't ask.



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Monday, May 14 2007, 10:47 am




The Sunflower Curtains are hung in the Silver Bullet. She has officially become a camping vehicle. Now, one of these days I will replace the seals on the back windshield (and the entire windshield, if I screw up) and she will be a WATER TIGHT camping vehicle. Even better.


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Monday, May 14 2007, 10:43 am




This month has seen several changes, other than the transition from the high-powered office environment to the relaxed country farming life.

For example, I donated 11 inches of premium curly ponytail to Locks of Love.







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Monday, May 14 2007, 10:32 am


the weekend in brief




This past weekend was host to a bevy of fresh and refreshing entertainment and diversion.

We have now seen every Family Guy up through the middle of the third season (we filled in the gaps).

On Saturday, after making a dump run from the scary, scary garage, we bought supplies to re-install my car's rear window, we ate at Muchas Gracias, we got cleaned up...

...and we headed down to Wilsonville. We stopped at the Albertsons, and picked up a red elmo pinata and $12 worth of candy, which we promptly stuffed in his head.

At the party, the pinata was a big hit (forgive the pun), although the Wilsonville residents did not have a bat proper.

So we improvised.

Beer bottles, firewood, logs, rocks, mini-sledge hammers, cell phones -- a myriad of things were chucked, hurled, and winged at Elmo. At one point a leg was chopped off with one swift hatchet blow. Someone drop-kicked the torso, and the Rollo's started flying out.

Eventually $12 of candy was strewn on the ground, and the tattered remains of Elmo were burning in effigy on the camp fire.

We tried to sing "The Elmo Song" in tribute, but our voices were already too shot from hours of singing and shouting round the fire.



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Thursday, May 10 2007, 11:18 am


We are now living on the farm in Oregon. The lavender crop looks good this year, the number of kitties living in our vicinity has tripled, and the sunflower curtains are almost ready to be hung in the car.

I've installed two eight-foot bamboo poles inside Ol' Silver, one on each side. I have also set the brackets for a four-foot pole across the back window, and I'm puzzling over what I will do for the interior curtains, the ones that hang just aft of the driver's and front passenger's seats.

The huge rollout went fairly successfully, and the new program has been live ever since. We have been able to do fixes and upgrades despite the problems of working on a production system.

In between working long hours from coffee shops and neighbor's houses I have been trying to rest my wrists and look for a new (used) scrabble game at garage sales (or two, so we can combine the pieces to make one full set).



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Thursday, May 3 2007, 10:54 pm


Have YOU ever read the WARNINGS on your microwave?





Because, believe me, they are there.



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Sunday, April 29 2007, 2:10 pm




I am in the middle of the process known as "the rollout." Yes, that dreaded weekend that I have been chasing for the last 10+ months.

I'm thinking that maybe I should start billing in "espresso cups" instead of in hours... 'Cause my count is getting up there (they more than doubled since this picture).

Oh yeah, and I saw a blip in the news that Canada outlawed incandescent bulbs because of "global warming."

[Switch to heavily-dripping-with-sarcasm voice.]

First of all, I now refuse to call it "global warming." That is the name of a fad, a farce.

What is it really?

THE HUMAN POLLUTION PROBLEM.

Greed.

Ban incandescent light bulbs?

As if we are going to unscrew a few light bulbs, and suddenly voilà, the globe is cool again?

Give me a break.

If you want to ban something,
BAN CARS!!!

Try putting a ban on sales and production of new cars.

Make people think of new ways to get around instead of internal combustion. I realize that it only accounts for about ONE FIFTH of our pollution (by some estimates), but hey, that's a start.

Anyway, I'm back to computer hell here. If you need me I'll be on the monitor-espresso-machine round-trip circuit.



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Thursday, April 26 2007, 10:35 pm


After working hours of untold length, slaving away in front of a computer, typing, programming and so on, the LAST thing I want to do in my spare time is sit in front of a computer and type.

That and the reality that this kind of work saps all of my creativity, dries it right up.

So my blog suffers...



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Monday, April 23 2007, 9:35 pm


I like driving new places.

I think, as the Random Englishman once put it,


Cars are a basically good idea. A basically good idea, but a terrible execution.


So I like driving new places, and interesting places, places with tight corners and interesting scenery, like my favorite driving road that stretches from Fairfax to Bolinas, yes, the one that they barricaded with Park Service cars to road block me and tell me that I wasn't allowed to drive like that...

But it's the repetitive stress injury of driving the same place, over and over again, the same roads, the same traffic... The same abysmally slow pace...

I think these bridges and toll roads have it all wrong.

You should be charged more and more each time you use the road.

FastTrack users should be PENALIZED for commuting to work every day.

If you want to travel to work every day, find a way that's clean and efficient.

Better yet, LIVE WHERE YOU WORK.

Failing that, WORK WHERE YOU LIVE.

This monstrosity of a "commuter-culture" needs to be stopped.



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Saturday, April 21 2007, 9:19 pm


My Lovely Wife and I went for a run in the rain today...

I've had a headache all day, left over from stress all week. My theory is that if I just get these things DONE and taken care of, then the stress will melt away...

Among other things, I am trying to liquidate the computer supplies acquired from 10+ years of consulting in the trade... Not that I'm throwing in the towel in that field, but rather I'm trying to 'lighten the load'...

My congratulations go out to two couples who were wed today, and my regrets for being absent at both events, and bests wishes to all...



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Friday, April 20 2007, 7:07 pm


In spite of this week being crunch time for my main computer consulting development project rollout deadline, TSG and I have been upgrading our social life.

Living solely in each other's company whilst in Europe was amazing, and so now we are reluctant to go outside our duo for socialization.

But in this week alone, we have seen family on my side that we had not seen for over a year, we saw one of my former roommates from college in Sacramento, we went to an authentic Jewish naming ceremony -- my friend misheard me and thought that it was a "maiming" ceremory, which, unfortunately, it would have been had this child not been a female -- and we had some good friends over for authentic Hungarian and authentic Belgian cuisine (cooked by My Amazing Wife) and some short films last night.

Oh, and TSG also saved the lives of a duck and a caterpillar.

So it has been a full week.

Needless to say, we are most likely not going to do the database migration and application rollout tomorrow.

Phooey.



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Saturday, April 14 2007, 6:44 pm


We bought seeds, little "peat pots," and a couple of baby Lavendar plants at the hardware/garden store.

We also bought a replacement philips #1/#2 head for my interchangable screw driver (how many people do YOU know who wear out their screw driver tips?), three eight-foot bamboo poles, and ten metal brackets.

We are in the process of designing and building curtains for the Silver Bullet, with the intention of turning it into a camping car.

We already got the most wonderful fabric for it -- I'll have to post a picture -- it is a dark blue cotton and has brilliant sunflowers of all sizes on it.

After I fix the rear windshield (or get it fixed) then we will install the bamboo rods in the inside and hang the curtains on them.



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Wednesday, April 11 2007, 6:30 pm


New Orleans (nue AWE lee awns) treated us well. We were blessed with the most gracious hosts ever -- my 3rd cousins and a 3rd cousin once-removed.

In brief, we toured the city, saw the neighborhood that my grandfather frequented as a child, ate some amazing cajun food at fantastic places, and enjoyed the company of my relatives, all within 26 hours.

More later.



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Wednesday, April 11 2007, 4:24 pm


Well, we have arrived safely in California.

We briefly got to see (big) little brother (with dreadlocks??!) when he picked us up from the airport last night, and then again this morning before he had to leave to return to college this mid-am.

Everyone says that it feels like we've been gone a month, and it sort of does.



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Saturday, April 7 2007, 9:59 am




I'm sitting in the Coffee Beanery / TCBY in Pensacola (my in-laws' town)...

It is run by the NICEST guy, "Yes, Ma'am", "No, Ma'am", to all the ladies coming in, his little three-year-old girl came in and was so happy to see him and he put her on the counter and had her sort the green teas...

Well, it turns out his brother and him opened this shop together (the coffee beanery franchise, I assume) and business was going well until his brother was up and working one day, and in a coma from bacterial meningitis the next day.

The regulars come in and ask after his brother, and how the business is doing... He says that his brother is doing as well as can be expected, that he's not all there, and that business may be starting to pickup again, but he still doesn't get any time off...

Wow.

I ordered another chai latte and put in an extra big tip.





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Friday, April 6 2007, 10:11 am


If one does not compromise one's beliefs, if one is true to oneself to the core -- in the deepest, most utmost, most central part of one's being...

Then suddenly, without meaning to -- simply by existing -- one becomes a challenge to those around. Suddenly everyone around feels threatened, dogged by suppressed feelings of guilt -- they feel shown up.



This is not necessarily bad. People should be a catalyst for others, promoting change and inclination towards the good, and the true, and the beautiful.



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Thursday, April 5 2007, 3:48 pm


Well, we have met the nephew. And he's a BIG baby. It's also about 63 degrees here, and mostly overcast. I think it's the nicest weather I've EVER SEEN in Florida. But, of course, the natives here think it is too cold and are closing every window in the house. Sigh...

We met the puppy and she's a great-sized half-lab half-pit bull mix, and very well behaved. My favorite quality is her propensity to eat smaller dogs, and believe me, there are a LOT of smaller dogs around here that need eating.

Yup. Fat people, small dogs, hummers, humidity, and a total insensitivity towards the environment and all that is healthy goodness.

This is a TERRIBLE state.



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Wednesday, April 4 2007, 4:21 pm


We landed in New Orleans and subsequently arrived here in Pensacola, Florida yesterday, after a long and grueling day that started at 3:45 am.

Despite that, we are glad to be here with TSG's folks and fam -- more of whom will be showing up tomorrow am.

So far today, we have slept in and missed mass, had luncheon with TSG's dad across from his hospital, and I have worked.

TSG and her little sister have gone off to find something treaty from the bakery, leaving me here to work some more.

We're looking forward to Easter celebrations and to seeing my Southern relatives in New Orleans when we head back that way early next week.



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Saturday, March 31 2007, 2:54 pm


It's a blustery Spring day.

I'm in the middle of -- at a minimum -- 18 things.

I finished and sent in our Federal tax return last week, but I've already found two mistakes I made on it. Neither are crucial, and neither change the amount that the government OWES me (they have been taking an interest-free loan on MY MONEY with their withholdings setup). I can't WAIT to be audited.

Last night was spent very pleasantly in San Francisco, getting re-acquainted with an old friend of mine from high school and meeting his lovely girlfriend.

This is one of those guys who knows the second half (as he says, probably the more truthful half!) of all those stories I tell.

So I've got to watch my step around there!



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Tuesday, March 27 2007, 8:13 pm


Into Great Silence at The Rafael theatre


Tomorrow we go here and see this.

I can't wait. It should be awe-inspiring, in the true sense.



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Tuesday, March 27 2007, 6:52 pm


yikes


It is faster to send a petabyte of data from San Francisco to Hong Kong by sailboat than by the internet.





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Tuesday, March 27 2007, 1:59 pm




I really can't say much about this one... British humour is in a world all its own...


categorized as photos



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Tuesday, March 27 2007, 1:56 pm


I have a plethora of things to ACCOMPLISH.

After my 10am (REALLY FRICKING EARLY!!!) meeting this morning, I was able to duck out the back of the office and get home for lunch -- I didn't pack a lunch today, so I was shaking and starving.

On the way to work this morning, it was activate debit cards time. My Lovely Wife and I have more or less finished the somewhat-messy process of consolidating our bank accounts and finances since getting married seven months ago yesterday, but we hadn't actually called to activate the new scad of cards we had received. (Which is actually good, means we aren't spending any of that money!)

So I made the requisite six (SIX!) phone calls to the automated lines to activate the cards and change the pins and all that whilst on the road this morning.

Thank goodness for my new Bluetooth headsest, which I try not to wear when NOT ACTUALLY ON THE PHONE so that I don't get branded as a "hipster."

Now I'm off to put the compost in the ground and to bury the mole the neighborhood cats found with it.



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Monday, March 26 2007, 12:37 pm


Why does the ACLU protect pedophiles and pornographers and, at the same time, challenge prayer and religious expression?





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Sunday, March 25 2007, 5:04 pm


We are heading North on 101 after spending a relaxing weekend in San Luis Obispo.

My brother and sister-in-law live on 165 acres, in the middle of what will soon be a vineyard.

Among the weekends' activities were tours of farmers' markets, the purchasing, cooking, and eating of a choice piece of steer, fighting with pesky ground squirrels at Morro Rock, and several hours of intense bocce ball.

A great time was had by all.



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Sunday, March 25 2007, 4:43 pm


Well, I just downloaded Opera Mini onto my phone, and this is my first blog post from within it on my mobile. I've got unlimited data on my phone now, for fifteen bucks a month...
My plan is to use it for a few business ideas i've got going.





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Sunday, March 18 2007, 12:13 pm


You know what I did?

I slapped a "THE TRULY EDUCATED NEVER GRADUATE" sticker on top of my college's sticker on my guitar case.

And it felt GOOD.

Now, we're off to Napa for the rest of this Sunny Sunday.



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Saturday, March 17 2007, 11:04 am


Being the random-thinking couple that we are, last night when we were supposed to be brushing our teeth and going to bed, My Lovely Wife and I had a sticker-putting-on-the-guitar-and-banjo-case party.

Now when we go anywhere we will have to put the instruments in the back window of the car, because we used up all our bumper stickers.



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Saturday, March 17 2007, 11:00 am


post europe readjustment notes


My Lovely Wife and I have new spent HALF of our marriage in Europe...

Now that we've returned from Europe, I can take my pants off without undoing my belt or buttons... And my belt needs some more holes made in it so that it actually functions...

I now I have to face some hard decisions... like do I get a bluetooth headset? California has a new law that goes into effect next summer that makes it illegal to talk on a cell phone while driving without some kind of headset...

Maybe if I ONLY WEAR IT WHILE MAKING A CALL I won't be branded as a hipster...

Anyways, those are some of my post-Europe musings.





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Saturday, March 17 2007, 10:36 am


Hmm.

Call me crazy, but doesn't this whole Organic foods movement have it backwards?

Shouldn't food normally BE ORGANIC and the food that's not -- to be in-line with consumers' rights -- be labeled as such?

If pesticides are used on fruit, the buyers have a right to know.

I want to see a label on my apples telling me EXACTLY what chemicals they sprayed on them.

Forget labeling and applying for Organic certification. Organic foods should be the only ones allowed to NOT have labels.



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Friday, March 16 2007, 7:34 pm


After a grueling day of working-from-home, My Lovely Wife and I took a relaxing-reconnecting stroll to downtown Fairfax...

We quickly parted ways with a handful of cash and received some caffeinated beverages in return... Beverages laden with milk and sugar to an unbelievable extent, I am sure...

We stopped into a sticker-and-hippy-stuff store and bought a few banjo-case stickers, but then as I was standing outside amusedly watching Harley guys park some guy scooted by in his wheelchair with a home-brewed sign that read:


BUSH IS MAKING ENEMIES FASTER THAN WE CAN KILL THEM.


In the coffee shop a scary heavy-stepping homeless guy cleared our tray unexpectedly, then leered at us.

The park benches outside the ice cream shops where covered in kids, cute kids with cute clothes...

We had a fun time. Spring is here. The work week is over... for now.



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Sunday, March 11 2007, 8:56 am


Well, we are back in the States.

And our new schedule puts us up before the Sun in the morning, and to bed before the teenagers with which we share my parents' house.

Today we meet a friend and tour the local farmers' market. Our mission: find something tasty to purchase and bring back to the house and to have with tea.

In other news, despite the fact that my job requires an absurdly high amount of time spent in front of computers, yes, I will continue to blog.



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Monday, March 5 2007, 12:21 pm


Yesterday we went to Mass in the Chapel of the Holy Right Hand of St. Istvan.

We were on time. A spot waited for us in the worn, wooded pewing. Even after Mass had started, people were filing into the chapel, many of them standing in the back.

It is an odd thing about people -- I'm not sure what the causes are, but sometimes they are not willing to sit very near others, or perhaps they do not want to inconvenience them. Whatever it was, I did not feel bad about the majority of these latecomers who did not have seats.

If they had really wanted them, there were plenty of spaces in the pews. People would have squeezed together a bit, and everyone would have fit. I was not concerned.

But a little later on, while we were nearing the consecration, and older Hungarian man came in. He was wearing the earphones that were either an advanced hearing aid or a radio receiver for the microphone system in the church.

He looked old and frail, and I almost certainly thought that he would want a seat.

Disregarding the language barrier altogether, I quickly sprang out of the pew and touched him lightly on the shoulder. I motioned towards our row, and whispering in English, asked him if he wanted a seat. He immediately responded affirmatively, and I led him back to our pew.

I did not think much about it again until the sign of peace, at which he earnest sought my hand, and then, which a great smile, vigorously shook it.



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Sunday, March 4 2007, 7:31 pm


These are "words" that I like, use, and may have made up. (Not really, I mean many people probably have made them up and use them, but... I use them on a regular basis in my writing.)


setup [verb]
gonna
sortof
kindof
whaddya
hafta


There are more, I'm sure.



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Sunday, March 4 2007, 4:16 pm


Ok, you have to watch this one just for the sound bytes.




Then I promise I'll stop linking to this YouTube thing...



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Sunday, March 4 2007, 3:23 pm


The Germans are in the kitchen playing chess.

We just setup a lunch date -- a double date -- with a couple from L.A./Orange county but one of them is living in Deutschland -- at the organic foods store/restaurant on our block.

Today we spent walking around Margaret Island with our friend Dirty Joe, whom many of you know, and with one of our new American friends from Alabama.

He is one of four American architecture students en route to Rome to study some more. We have had some interesting discussions about sustainable architecture, building materials, and other sorts of engineering.

Our morning was spent walking to and eating at a very fine establishment on Raday Utca -- I believe the name of the restaruant was Jiotto, or something similar to that.

The fare was quite good -- one of our new Alabamian friends had almost an entire duck, whilst I had an enormous pizza with spicy paprika peppers, sausage, and bacon -- sortof a meat binge to make up for these Lenten fridays. Incredible.



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Sunday, March 4 2007, 2:34 pm


This is a GREAT country, man.

I LOVE Hungary.




And if you want to do again, yourself, just go here: tank.hu



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Sunday, March 4 2007, 2:20 pm


budapest to-do: done


As of today, we have crossed off all the items on our #1 To-Do In Budapest list.

They were:



Baths
Concert
2nd Hand Shopping
Hills of Buda
Yellow Metro
Castle in Pest
Explore Margaret Island
Mass
Market Hall
St. Stephen's Hand


We just finished the last two today -- exploring Margaret Island and seeing the Holy Right Hand of King St. Istvan.

He was the first Christan king and the unifier of Hungary, and, well, pretty much an awesome guy.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Istvan



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Friday, March 2 2007, 5:30 pm


I can't believe that it is already almost time to leave Budapest. I can't believe that we will be returning to California mid-next week.

As my Wife just said, it doesn't feel like we've Gypsies for a quarter of a year... It seems like only yesterday that we were trying to figure out HOW to fit the mattress into the storage unit, and how to lift the kitchen cart up to the top of the bookshelf without getting a hernia.

We feel like locals here, living in the Pest side of Budapest. People come, and we show them the ropes, introduce them to Hungarian food and language, and good, cheap restaurants.

Sometimes we don't show them the ropes, and we just leave them to flounder -- and grow -- on their own. I like pretending that we don't speak English, particularly when the group of people is loud Americans...

Today we saw a bunch of foreigners -- Americans who had just checked into our hostel -- standing in a huddled, confused mass on the sidewalk. They looked pitiful, they didn't know where to turn, they didn't know the currency, the language, anything.

We turned quickly and ducked down into a basement pizza place -- where the delivery guys drive mopeds and ride on the sidewalks, and said "edj heinekin, kerem" and "edj gosser, kerem." We'll let these guys figure out Hungary on their own. At least for now.

If one of them asks me if I speak English, I can just look at them funny and then say "Nem, ertem."



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Friday, March 2 2007, 8:54 am



graduate college
get married
move to budapest
hike the pacific crest trail



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Tuesday, February 27 2007, 1:54 pm


Aye.

Work has been stressful, and every minute of time in front of the computer has been taken up by it (well, ok, except this one).

We have been out EXPERIENCING Budapest in the moments I can spare from work, and we have seen, tasted, and been immersed in, some crazy things.

For example:



The Killer Bus


On a backward street within a residential district, one that is littered with parked cars -- so much so that both sides of the streets are solid, leaving only a narrow lane for TWO DIRECTIONS of traffic -- prowls the KILLER BUS.

You are lulled into a false sense of security in this sleepy sub-district. Absent-minded and carefree, you step into the street when...

VVRROOOMMM -- the KILLER BUS bears down on you and zips by, at, I kid you not, sixty miles an hour. That is ONE-HUNDRED kilometers an hour.

Sparks fly from the electric wires. Wind rushes past you. Car alarms shriek.

And then all is silent. Quiet descends one more.

The KILLER BUS has taken yet another unsuspecting victim.



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Monday, February 19 2007, 6:53 am




It'll be weird to go back to the States and to USE my cell phone.

I've carried it all over the world now -- after vowing never to travel without one after Africa -- and barely used it.

Google Calendar sends me SMS alerts about my calendar items, and I use it for its clock and to take pictures of UMBRELLAS STUFFED IN GARBAGE CANS -- we have seen at LEAST five of these on our journey, mostly in Belgium -- and that's about it.

Being Portlanders, we laugh at people who attempt to use umbrellas to shield themselves from the elements. Being made of plastic, they inevitably submit. It's just not worth it to carry one. They are a WASTE of money. They will just end up in landfills...



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Sunday, February 18 2007, 6:22 am


So we are getting pretty good at flipping hostels. This morning, after toast and tea for breakfast, we walked round the block to a beautiful brick church -- with flying butresses -- and heard Mass in Hungarian.

Our comprehension of the service turns out to be even poorer than our understanding of the French liturgies we were attending in Belgium.

I think we understood exactly two words from the homily as well: BOCHANAT and NEM ("Excuse me" and "No").

However, our basic language ability HAS been increasing. We have been able to order in restaurants, super-markets, tell hecklers to go away -- that sort of thing.

After a few dry days in our (now former) hostel, crowds starting showing up again.

We heard enough stories to fill a book just last night.

Two of these guys arrived the other day from Romania, driving a car they had just purchased there a day before, for something like 130 quid. They have been snowboarding all over Europe -- one hails from Australia, the other from Liverpool.

They stumbled back to the hostel at about eight this morning...



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Friday, February 16 2007, 4:31 am


Yes, it's time.



THE IKEA RANT FROM HELL!!!

For some bizarre reason, these European-types seem enamored of IKEA. They live, breathe, and sweat IKEA furniture, IKEA silverware, IKEA everything.

(1) Their stuff sucks.

To start with, without even mentioning their long list of moral and ethical transgressions, let's start with the brass tacks.

These avant-garde, modern, post-modernistic -- whatever you want to call them -- styles grievously violate norms that are tied to function. These norms are tried, tested, and TRUE. They exist for a REASON.

I don't understand how popularity exists IN SPITE OF rationality. But then again, that's the key to free will and rationality: we, as human beings, have the OPTION to ACT AS IF WE DID NOT POSSESS REASON. Only the rational animals can be accused of acting without regarding their reason.

For example:

Yesterday I picked a spoon up out of the drawer here at our hostel and tried to eat breakfast. The spoon was too big -- it was from IKEA.

I made tea, and then tried to hold the cup as the tea cooled to a drinkable temperature. The tea cup nearly burned me. It was very poorly designed -- it was from IKEA.

While we were in Belgium, at Camp Pukealot, the chairs at the dining table in the kitchen were plastic, they were fashioned into shapes extraordinarily UNLIKE the human figure, they were uncomfortable, they made terrible scraping noises when they were moved along the floor, they were not stable, and they were perpetually interlocking with the other (similar) chairs next to them and getting stuck -- they were from IKEA.

We "built" some bookshelves. They were made of glued-together bits of wood. Holes were drilled every few centimeters in case you would want to put shelves there. The construction and design was so crappy that they had already pulled apart and were collapsing before we got all the books and shelves on them and got them in place in the corner -- they were from IKEA.

I have NEVER BEFORE seen a product line where EVERY SINGLE item is a colossal design failure.

Of course, I've never seen a product line where the designers try to do EVERYTHING directly opposite of nearly universally common human design, and directly opposite of common sense and reason.

(2) Assembling it yourself has NO redeeming value.

When you cobble together something purchased from IKEA, YOU ARE NOT BUILDING ANYTHING.

YOU ARE NOT BEING CREATIVE.

YOU ARE NOT BEING A CARPENTER.

You are not being MANLY just because you got the power drill out.

You are following directions like on an assembly line. Everything is pre-cut, pre-drilled, pre-fabricated.

You have no human thought, investment, interaction, or imagination going on when you are following these directions. It is NOT a human task.

You are saving the manufacturer the small cost of slave labor to assemble the piece (this IS genius on IKEA's part) but still paying for it. You are increasing their profit margins.

You are piecing together a crappy, fake product that, with the time and money you have invested, you could have bought some REAL WOOD, and, with a little imagination and handiwork, made a REAL THING.

(3) You ARE morally responsible responsible for the TRUE COST of what you buy.

It is lamentable that fiscal responsibility and moral responsibility no longer dovetail. But that is the reality of the situation, and morally responsible people must face up to this fact.

In the case of IKEA, this means that your product has traveled across the world how many times? What is the true cost of each piece of crappy, glued-together furniture?

(4) Non-sustainable practices must be avoided.

Shipping poorly-made and non-functional items from all over the world to other places all over the world is not sustainable. And it would not be economically viable if we were paying the TRUE COST of fuel oil.

(5) "Fair Trade" ??!

How can it be "fair" to members of one country or one economic unit to render their prosperity subject to the whims of rich, extravagant, and morally deficient nations?

(6) Unrequited Greed

Where are the moral limits that cap lust for money? Why are large, multi-national firms championed as heroes? When did profit-seeking and power-craving become our sole occupations?


Ok, now I'm tired of writing about this. But I'm far from running out of things to say about it! And, by the way, this applies to many, many other large corporations. Starbucks*, Walmart, Target...

Everyplace that sells crappy products with vast, untold TRUE COSTS -- did you know that toxins from the creation and destruction of plastics are found in every developing human baby while it is still in the womb? -- are targets of these same criticisms.

*It's not the coffee. Everybody knows that they have good coffee. It's the capitalism taken to the SINFUL extreme.



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Thursday, February 15 2007, 5:29 pm


So yeah, it's "half-two" in the morning, and I'm only just now getting hungry again after our AMAZING Hungarian "lunch" (at 15:00 or 16:00).

I'm heating up some of the left overs from our 2600 HUF meal (that's CHEAP, by American standards) that included a beer, which TSG and I split, it being the normal size here, .5 L.

And we are still up because... Well, we spent all afternoon reading, writing, and coding, and we're, ahem, not QUITE used to caffeine anymore.

We each had a couple espresso drinks -- lattes, some straight espresso -- and even chai, and now we are WIRED without realizing it.

We nearly talked the ear off the cool Australian chappie who is running the hostel right now, and now we have been blogging and I have been working until these wee hours.

Yikes.





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Thursday, February 15 2007, 12:23 pm


budapest wifi


Everyone who told us that Budapest wasn't a "connected" city had better step back.

http://hotspotter.hu lists over 1000 wifi hotspots in the city, and that's not inclusive of hostels that have wifi, and we have even found cafes with wireless internet that are not on the list.





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Tuesday, February 13 2007, 11:12 am


Yikes, we're in Budapest.

This has been our destination since TSG asked me out of the blue on a rainy Portland afternoon -- "Do you want to move to Budapest?"

So here we are. I took a long weekend to facilitate moving ALL THE WAY ACROSS EUROPE so I am just now getting back to work -- at the Drum Cafe on DOB UTEA in Budapest, Hungary, where there is free wifi (for paying customers who buy something every two hours).

So this rocks, and I can work, but we've discovered a great many hostels cooler than the one we landed at (the first one we saw that we had heard of before) and there are a TON of apartments that we could rent that have full kitchen facilities AND come with wifi (wireless internet), so we will move into one of these soon.

So, I have to work, but here's a quick snapshot of our journey:


"Hey, we just got in here, to Frankfurt, and it's the middle of the night, and..."

"Oh, look, that train leaves for Vienna in 2 minutes! Can you run with that guitar and banjo? 'Cause I'm holding the eight-foot long wienerschinzel-thing! If we can just get the conductor's attention! Maybe we can buy a ticket on the train!"


I kid you not. But we got from Brussels to Budapest faster, cheaper, and with better accommodations than the folks at the railway stations in Brussels and Koln could IMAGINE.

We even rode first-class at one point because the tickets were cheaper.

It's the random thinker's way of traveling.



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Thursday, February 8 2007, 5:33 am


We're hard at work -- I'm doing computer stuff, TSG's cleaning house, and the sun's melting off the several inches of snow we received last night.

We still haven't planned the rest of our journey -- we have some tentative ideas -- that we plan to embark upon in two days.

My body feels like it's been used to hold toxic waste...

And what do you guys know about eating RAW GINGER?



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Tuesday, February 6 2007, 9:58 am


The snow is coming down in big flakes, and has just started to stick.

Which reminds us that we are actually still North of Vancouver Island. We're at 50.51 degrees N, or something like that...

I'm fixing computers in California, and we're getting healthy.



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Monday, February 5 2007, 5:40 am


Ok, after contracting what must be the FOURTH flu-like virus here in Belgium, we have decided to move on. Quickly, and whilst holding our breath.

Where to next? We have some friend's family in Germany, some things we want to see in Poland, and a buddy in Hungary.

Being that I still am gainfully employed in the computing industry, a wifi-connected apartment in Budapest sounds appealing.



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Friday, February 2 2007, 12:52 pm


Ok, folks, flock to it. A pal of ours is setting a forum on which to discuss the project of reading the ENTIRE Bible in ONE year.


It's about four pages a day. You can miss up to three weeks and still finish by Dec. 31st.





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Wednesday, January 31 2007, 1:22 pm


Then, of course, as soon as we got back from Brugge, we got hit with the killer death plague stomach flu, from which we are only now recovering.

The kids here go to daycare, where it seems that they contract all sorts of viruses and other sordid unpleasantries...

...and WE have to SUFFER!



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Wednesday, January 31 2007, 11:44 am


We took the weekend off and went and toured Bruges (or Brugge, in Flemish).

It's quite the medieval city, but also quite the tourist trap. Luckily this time of year is the off season, so the streets weren't too inundated by the hordes and throngs...

We hopped a quick train to Brussels Midi and then bought "weekend" return tickets from there to Bruges, which were only €7 apiece.

We packed ultra-light, so we toured the city for the rest of the day... Seeing the sights and the "old stuff." When we felt hungry, we stopped at an inviting tea room.

The owner spoke nearly perfect English, Flemish, and French, and she served me a wonderful omelet and The Wife a panini. There was a moment's confusion about how much tea came in a pot, but we sorted it out and each received our requisite amount of caffeine.

After wandering 'round a bit more we headed down Langestraat to our hostel. Langestraat -- Long Street -- lived up to its named, but a few minutes walk later and we were at our hostel.

We checked in at the bar (yes, the check-in desk at this hostel IS actually at the bar) and headed up to our room. Through some mix up they filled up the eight-bed room we were supposed to stay in, so we landed in a five-bed for the same price. The other three beds remained empty the whole night, which was fine with us.

---

We went to Sunday Mass at the Church of Our Lady.

The bells were ringing all over the city as we hurried through the stone streets to the church, and then back around the other stone streets because the archway we went through the night before had a bolted wooden door in it. Then we went back around some other stone streets because the door we had seen previously on that side was closed.

Finally we saw an open door -- we weren't the only people scurrying towards it -- but at the door we saw an imposing Flemish sentry barred all entry.

...until we told him that we were there for Mass. There was absolutely no sightseeing in at least four languages, but he let us in (with some surprise) as soon as we mentioned that we were there for Mass.

The church was huge -- and freezing -- they had some ineffectual screens and heat lamps that were trying to warm the (small) congregation, but we were still able to see our breath during the service.

Excellent music boomed out of the organ that backed up behind the main altar.

After mass, while the Flemish parishioners enjoyed wine and juice and cheese in the back of the church, we explored.

At a side altar we found Michaelangelo's 'Madonna and Child,' which we extensively admired. It was encased in glass, but glass so amazingly transparent (and clean) that you could only see it from certain angles.





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Friday, January 26 2007, 4:24 am


Last night's dreams were life and death, laser guns, knives, and a straight-edge razor -- and a segment of me playing guitar with my hands AND banjo with my feet at the same time. Weird.



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Thursday, January 25 2007, 12:18 pm


Benedict's masterly lecture at Regensburg was seen by many Christians and Muslims as a false step by the Pope, a simple mistake, something to get over and forget, if we don't want to set off a war of religions. Instead, at Regensburg, this Pope traced, with his balanced, courageous and by no means trivial thinking, the basis for true dialogue between Christians and Muslims, giving voice to many reformist Muslims and suggesting to Islam and Christians the steps to be taken.





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Thursday, January 25 2007, 11:47 am


So we're in Europe, but the financial situation is reversed... I'm working, our living expenses are nil because of my wonderful spouse's work, and the credit card OWES US money because we canceled our car insurance (for the time being).

Now if I can just convince my employers to pay me in the Euro...



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Thursday, January 25 2007, 10:17 am


So it turns out that "Nee" is "No" in Flemish...



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Thursday, January 25 2007, 8:20 am


My Wife and I are developing our parenting strategy.

Of course, it will probably all drastically change when we actually do have kids, but...

(1) no toys in the bedroom
(2) ONE of each toy
(3) no plastic toys
(4) no HUGE VATS or TUBS of toys which the child can pour all over the room and lodge behind things

Things that will not be allowed in our house (when we get one again):

(1) sponges
(2) those spoon-holder-things that you put on stove tops that become just one more thing to clean
(3) dishwashers*
(4) microwaves
(5) plastic
(6) tv
(7) no plastic clothes
(8) clothes dryer
(9) there will not be scads of little electric appliances on the kitchen counter
(10) we will not iron our babies undershirts.
(11) food processors
(12) electric toothbrushes. Seriously folks... next thing you're going to tell me is that people have little electric zippers on their fly's because it's too hard to zip up and down...

*I reserve the right to change my mind on this item post-children.

Also, I want to make the drying racks and the storage space the same in the kitchen...

To be continued...



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Thursday, January 25 2007, 4:12 am


How many push-ups did YOU do this morning?



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Wednesday, January 24 2007, 8:23 am


It's snowing here, in Belgium. We have a bit of the ol' cabin fever, having been sick and inside anyways, and now general chaos is hitting Europe because of the sudden storms...



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