Sunday, September 28, 2008

Political News of the Weird

In case you were interested...
  • There is a Chilean syrah wine from the Palin company, which is apparently seeing a bump in its business. I know I'd buy a bottle of Palin syrah to bring to a party if I had the opportunity.
  • The SF ballot initiative to name its new sewage treatment plant after George W. Bush is suffering from a lack of interest. The opposition seems to be a coalition of people are incensed about the insult and those who are incensed at the idea of naming anything after Bush.
Now back to our regularly scheduled economic meltdown.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

A Miracle

Better than seeing the Flying Spaghetti Monster in a sculpture: Evolutionist Flock to Darwin-Shaped Wall Stain.
"I brought my baby to touch the wall, so that the power of Darwin can purify her genetic makeup of undesirable inherited traits," said Darlene Freiberg, one among a growing crowd assembled here to see the mysterious stain, which appeared last Monday on one side of the Rhea County Courthouse. The building was also the location of the famed "Scopes Monkey Trial" and is widely considered one of Darwinism's holiest sites. "Forgive me, O Charles, for ever doubting your Divine Evolution. After seeing this miracle of limestone pigmentation with my own eyes, my faith in empirical reasoning will never again be tested."

Added Freiberg, "Behold the power and glory of the scientific method!"

"It's a stain on a wall, and nothing more," said the Rev. Clement McCoy, a professor at Oral Roberts University and prominent opponent of evolutionary theory. "Anything else is the delusional fantasy of a fanatical evolutionist mindset that sees only what it wishes to see in the hopes of validating a baseless, illogical belief system. I only hope these heretics see the error of their ways before our Most Powerful God smites them all in His vengeance."
Come to think of it, I may have seen this down in Skyline Caverns.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

iPhone Review

I did finally break down and get an iPhone. I did not truly understand the extent of Steve Jobs' evil master plan until I got the thing. For example, I use Microsoft Outlook for my online work calendar and contacts list all the time. These are synchronized through Apple's iTunes software. So, even though I don't download music to my work computer, I needed to install iTunes for proper synchronization with my phone. At home I plug it into my iMac to synchronize music.

As you may know, I read plenty of blogs. A while back, I started to use Google Reader as a preferred way to scan the content of many blogs. Turns out Google Reader and GMail are perfectly formatted for reading on the iPhone. So, while I used to sit at my computer and read blogs, I can do it on the phone without any real eye strain. To make it even easier, when I'm home, the phone recognizes the wireless network we have. So the Internet access at home is done on the phone at the same speed as every other computer in the house. When not at home, the 3G network used on the iPhone (same as with my previous Blackjack) is pretty speedy, although it's not available everywhere.

I also like to read the NYTimes online, one of the few newspapers I do that with. It turns out they have an iPhone application, so I just push on the NYTimes logo on the screen of my phone, and I get nicely formatted stories from the NYTimes served up to me for reading. I really think the competitors -- even Google with their to-be-released phone software in partnership with the handset makers -- will have a tough time cracking the iPhone developer audience. The integration of iPhone applications with iTunes puts a serious lock on things.

I'm still struggling with the typing on it, since it does not have a keyboard. I may be as speedy as I was on my old Motorola Razr for texting, but I definitely am not up to the speed I was with a proper QWERTY keyboard for thumbing, and I doubt I ever will be on the iPhone.

Once you get past the phone price, the data plan is an expense to be reckoned with, unless you have a company to pay for it. To add insult to injury, you need to pay separately for texting for some reason, too.

All-in-all, pretty much a game-changing piece of equipment, and a decent phone, too!

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Improve Your Relationship

Via a tech blog I read, maybe we're seeing the next Tomagatchi coming with the notion of virtual boyfriends.
In Japan, girls are crazy over virtual boyfriends. Webkare (Web Boyfriend in Japanese), a mix between a social network and dating simulation site, is Nippon’s newest web sensation. Geared exclusively towards girls, the site attracted over 10,000 members just 5 days after its release on September 10, racking up 3.5 million page views in the same time frame.

The site is a huge hit over here. Girls sign up and become members of a social network but also users of a dating simulation in cartoon style. They have to try to hook up with one of four male Anime characters (who are the “stars” of the site) through “conversations” and must collaborate with other Webkare members in order to move on in the game. Eventually they conquer the heart of the chosen cartoon boy.
Maybe the best part is that you don't have to teach him to leave the toilet seat down.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Mighty Storm

Here is Tom Rush, singing "Wasn't That a Mighty Storm", something I remember seeing him sing in concert at Constitution Hall in college. It was a bit bizarre watching Ike hit Galveston and Houston this weekend after just reading Isaac's Storm. But as bad as Ike was, it seems like Galveston got off lighter than they did in 1900. Watching satellite images helps, and evacuation plans help, and modern building codes can't have hurt, along with the sea wall they built after 1900. Mostly, though, I guess it was the 15 foot storm surge as opposed to the estimated 22 feet they got in 1900. To show you how confident they were in the fact that hurricanes actually could not hit them back then, they built the city trolley line out over the gulf waters. When the surge came in, it pushed a wall of debris through the town that swept even the best-built houses away, in spite of them having been built well above ground. I guess we'll have a clearer picture of how things look this time around over the coming few days.

Monday, September 08, 2008

Food, Football, Felines and Fundraising

So I've been meaning to blog for ages now and am now FINALLY getting around to it. So, a brief update on the life of Kyla:
Food:
While in Naples for Grandpa's memorial, Grandma was kind enough to bestow some of Grandpa's cookbooks on me (which I was glad to have since I'm trying to expand my cooking skills). I've tested out two recipes so far, both from his Williams & Sonoma Chicken cookbook - Chicken Risotto with Parmesan and Peas; and Chicken, Asparagus, and Roquefort Divan. The risotto got tested on Josh when he came to visit for Labor Day, and earned thumbs up from both of us. The divan was cooked on a whim tonight when I saw some asparagus at the grocery store tonight and remembered the recipe. As I type this my roommate is going back for seconds and I'm contemplating doing the same after I finish this post. After both extremely successful cooking attempts I'm eager to try more and expand into the other cookbooks. Thanks Grandma!
Football:
Kirsty called me a couple weeks ago and was kind enough to offer me Keith, Dan and her season tickets to the pre-season Redskins v. Jaguars game, which I gladly accepted. The Thursday before Labor Day I gathered up two of my girlfriends from work (oddly enough no guys were interested or availible to go, but who needs them anyways?), and headed out to FedEx field after work. Despite the rain all day long, the weather cleared up for a beautiful night, and even though the Redskins weren't at their best, we all had a blast! Josh was terribly jealous that I got to go to a pro-football game for a second time when he's never been to one. Thank you Keith, Kirsty and Dan.
Felines:
Erin (my roommate) and I recently adopted a second cat from a coworker who needed to get rid of one of hers. Her name is Hazel, she's two years old, with green eyes and "diluted tortie" coloring. Things were tense with Pinto at first, but they're both relaxed now.
Fundraising:
This past weekend I traveled up to Pittsburgh with Mary and Dante for the 25th Annual Family House Polo Match. Family House is a non-profit organization that provides affordable housing for the families of terminally ill patients in the Pittsburgh area. 25 years ago they contacted Big Joe Muldoon (Mary's dad) about putting together a charity polo match to earn money and since then have earn about $3 million dollars at from these annual matches. Each year the Muldoon family puts together a team and plays another team from the DC area. This year Mary played with her brother, Little Joe, and his son, Michael (playing in a real match for the very first time). It was very emotional for all of them since Big Joe passed away earlier this year and had played the very first Family House Match with Little Joe. I went up there to groom for Mary, but also got to enjoy a few of the player perks, like complimentary hotel and an invite to the parties. It was a lot of fun, and definitely a different side of polo than I saw in college. You can check of the article in the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette. The photo is of Mary on her best horse of the day - Zuni.
That's about all for now.

Sunday, September 07, 2008

Summer Reading

Labor Day is gone. Here's what I read starting at Deep Creek.

Legacy of Ashes, by Tim Weiner. This non-fiction history of the CIA is all the more depressing knowing that every screw-up, every wild-ass scheme, every unintended consequence, every politically misguided bit of amateurish planning is actually true. The book begins with Eisenhower starting things off in the hopes of gathering intelligence for an internal newsletter. The cast of characters is always more interested in cloak-and-dagger field work than intelligence gathering -- for example, like undermining regimes, which it turns out they're not very good at, and worse at controlling. Fascinating to read and well written.

Choke, by Chuck Palahniuk. Author of the well known Fight Club (a terrific movie), I thought I should give one of Palahniuk's books a try. Well, it was certainly a unique experience. It starts with, "If you're going to read this, don't bother. After a couple of pages, you won't want to be here. So forget it. Go away. Get out while you're still in one piece. Save yourself." Now I won't say that I regret reading it. The story of a sex addict who makes money by choking on things in restaurants and then preying on the charity of the person who saves him is novel to say the least and kept me absorbed throughout. Not for everyone, but it had a deeper kind of message than you might expect. I gave it to Garrett at Deep Creek and he gave it a thumbs up.

On Chesil Beach by Ian McEwan
. I really enjoyed this short novel by the author of Atonement among other notable books. The book pretty much consists of a wedding night "misunderstanding", with background about the couple interspersed along the way. She's terrified of the wedding night sex but compensates by trying to appear nonchalant in spite of her fear. He misreads her signals as eagerness, and things go from awkward to horribly wrong. I read a review of the book that pretty much summarized things somewhat like I just did, and thought, "Why would I want to read that!?" It's really incredibly well done and my favorite of this reading list.

Little Heathens, by Mildred Armstrong Kalish. It sounded like it might be interesting in a nostalgic kind of way to read about growing up on an Iowa farm during the depression. Not really as it turns out, at least for me. They prepare meals, go to school (uphill both ways!), live in fear of the stern yet admirable grandparents, bring in the crops, and so on. Personally, I would highly recommend you stick with Little House on the Prairie if you're looking for something to keep you awake and entertained.

Run, by Ann Patchett. By the author of Bel Canto, which I enjoyed, this novel centers around an incident involving two adopted black children of the former white mayor of Boston. Unbeknownst to them, the mother who gave them up for adoption lives in the neighborhood. One night, she pushes one of the brothers out of the way of a car that is about to run him over. In the process, she is hit and ends up in the hospital. Her daughter is taken in by the family while she's in the hospital, and the story comes out. The whole story was a bit too sickly sweet for my taste, but the characters were interesting and Patchett's writing is terrific.

Ghostwalk, by Rebecca Stott. I don't think I would have read this novel if I realized quite what I was getting in to. An author returns to Cambridge, England, to attend her friend's funeral and winds up taking on the task of finishing her friend's book on Isaac Newton. Strange goings on surround her that somehow seem linked to murders that took place during Newton's time. If you can buy into the supernatural stuff and the coupling to events 400 years earlier, you'll also have to buy into a poorly drawn up love affair and some wacky animal rights subplot before you're done. Don't say I didn't warn you.

In The Woods, by Tana French. A tightly written and enjoyable police detective story that takes place in Ireland. Archaeologists discover the body of a young girl at a site that is being examined before a freeway goes in. Turns out some children disappeared in the woods there 20 years before. Two never turned up, but a third was found, completely terrorized, and could never even remember what went on. That third kid is now one of the detectives who finds himself on this case. That sounds like a setup for unlikely things going on, but it mostly adds flavor to the angst the guy experiences when doing his job on the case. I really enjoyed it.

Black Swan -- The Impact of the Highly Improbable, by Nassim Nicholas Taleb. This non-fiction book was recommended by Hal over my stated dislike of "science for the layman" books. The book examines how things which are highly improbable can have a major impact on events, and suggests that if you can just figure out how to deal with the fact that something improbable might randomly occur, then you too can be rich and in-demand like the author of this book. I suppose I might not have had such a negative reaction to this book except that the author's ego and name-dropping took up so much space on the page that he could barely squeeze out the anecdotes about things that are improbable but appear obvious in hindsight.

Isaac's Storm, by Erik Larson. Let me give you the shorter version of this book: if a hurricane is coming at you, get the hell out!!! This non-fiction book uses the life and writings of Isaac Cline, the guy running the Galveston weather bureau office, to anchor the story of the hurricane of 1900. The weather bureau was just beginning to track weather methodically and centralize its information via telegraph. They completely missed warning Galveston about the hurricane. But, even if they had, people were confident that there should be no problem. Six thousand or so people learned a final, hard lesson that day. The stuff about Isaac I found not to be too compelling, and the lessons in meteorology were less than exciting, but the personal stories of the survivors and the aftermath were riveting.

Sudoku vs. Crossword

Noted without comment ;-)