This One Is For Kate

More details as they bake...I mean develop.

For The Ladies

Hello Ladies...look at your man, now back at this blog...now back at your man, now back at this blog. Sadly, your man is not, nor could he write, this blog. However, if he had a better education, used longer words and less grunting, and could think beyond the batting average of his favorite baseball player, he might sound like this blog.

Now look down, now up...where are you? Same place you were, but still reading this blog because it's interesting, probably because your man is not.

What's in your hand, now look at this blog. It's here, a URL for that thing you love...

http://bit.ly/aFsKC8

Look again...the URL is now a URL for diamonds!

http://bit.ly/bzZHa1

Anything is possible when you have the internet and stimulating, thought provoking reading material.

As far as you know, I might be on a horse...with wifi.

"Hi-oooo iPad...AWAY!

Blogurgitations - No. 1

RE: Beer Tic Tac Toe

With apologies to President Wishnack and his sister, I have to say that this game has the lowest replay value of any game ever devised.

He had the chance to go into more detail about the game himself, but no doubt did not want to offend the gift-giver, or perhaps he simply couldn't think of anything to say about it. I however was moved by the nanoscopic of descriptive forces to write about this wholly unentertaining game.

Here are the rules:

1. Fill mini-steins with beer
2. Play Tic-Tac-Toe
3. Get bored and just drink the rest of the beer

As anyone who has ever played tic-tac-toe, statistically the person who goes first will win the game. So really, all this game does is slow down your intake of beer, and who wants that? The game would probably be vastly improved by switching out the mini-steins with real ones, then blindfolding the players who have to drink the stein's contents, spin around, and then try to place an X or an O correctly on the board. The person who most closely resembles a line of 3 in a row gets to use the bathroom first.

Marketing 101

For a while now I've been trying to think of something catchy to use for the name of my less "intensive" posts about casual observations and notes. These posts are what I have been calling "Thought Of The Day", with the added "beta #" in the title reflecting that the whole thing would probably change into something else. First of all, the name seems ingenuous since they are as sporadic as my regular posts. It just sounds to me like it is setting up some kind of expectation and I don't need any more of that right now. And who wants to disappoint their audience, am I right?

So, I have finally settled on my thematic name for these posts...they will henceforth be called......

BLOGURGITATIONS

Well, I like it. It perfectly describes the intent of the posts' contents. Basically any kind of mind dump that can act as filler while I procrastinate on my multi-paragraphical concepts. You know, the truly mind-blowing stuff (that you will never see because I never finish them).

I hope you enjoy the new title, and if you don't, well, what do you know.

Honestly, I just put this here because it had the word "regurgitate" and because I am posting this on St. Patrick's Day. Seems fitting since I expect a lot of people will be regurgitating green beer most of the day.

Why I Love Google

Some people think Google is just going to gooble gobble everything up, information-wise. It is sometimes a bit disconcerting that Google's online apps have so much of our critical information, so much so that it can target ads to us and even mistakenly make our entire contact list open to the public. But the other day, Google's voracious information gathering came to my rescue...or least prevented a panic attack.

See, I sometimes compose blog posts on my iPhone when I'm riding the bus, or in a waiting room, and I have a number of tools to do this. One iPhone app I have, called iBlogger, can post directly to Blogger, and also allow me to make changes to other posts on the site. I had started one of my Thought of The Day posts in iBlogger, but finished it online, so there were only a couple of lines of text in the iPhone app. Lately the app has been crashing whenever I try to sync posts with Blogger and I thought it might be because I had two different versions of the ToTD post, so I deleted it from the iBlogger app. Weeeelllll, that was a mistake. Apparently the app can still sync some things, and since the posts were named the same, yep you guessed it, it deleted the entire post from the site with no way to get it back! Or so I thought!

I remembered that if Google has recorded a web page in it's search results, it will generally keep a cached version of the page from a few days previous. Since Google owns Blogger, I thought I had a pretty good chance of it being stored. Huzzah! It was, and I was able to copy the text and repost the article.

Whew!

Safe to say I may stop using iBlogger for my posts, especially since it hasn't been updated in about a year now. I'll stick to Writeroom which syncs to a web database from which I can just copy text into my blog editor and post. Not quite as convenient, but also not heart attack inducing. So, it is safe to say that for at least some instances, having someone that records all your information is a pretty helpful thing.

As a side note, I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm an Apple fan-boy. I could create a fairly lengthy post just listing all the Macs and Apple products I own, and have owned (actually I still own almost all of them). I may have drank plenty of the Apple Kool-aid, and been wooed by Steve Jobs' Reality Distortion Field, but I will take them to task when they mess up.

There has been a lot of Apple and Google fighting in the tech news, since they are now competing for some of the same market-share, and this makes me somewhat sad. It's kind of like being a kid in a family where the parents argue all the time and you are afraid they will get divorced, and then it will get all awkward because they don't speak to each other and you don't want to play favorites, you just want them back together. So, I just want Apple to know, I love you both equally! I hope you and Google can make up and at least be friends.

Well, it is harder to lick Google products. I need to excuse myself now.

Olivia Munn...mmmmmmm!

Thought Of The Day beta 0.5

This is what happens when you have a blog, think too much, and get easily distracted.

Excuses...excuses.

Thought Of The Day beta 0.4

Are the Olympics important anymore? Seriously, I can't tell. I see it on TVs everywhere, and people talk about it...but is it important?
When I was younger it seemed like the Olympics were a big deal, like it was the only time all the counties in the world would come together. It was as if even if we didn't agree on politics, religion, or philosophy, we would put that aside for a greater tradition. It seemed like an effort then.
Now, whether it's because of the Internet or maybe just because I have my own issues to focus on, the Olympics seem more trivial. The bringing together of countries seems contrite and insincere. It's just another sporting event that fucks with my regularly scheduled program.
Ok, I generally use Hulu so that claim is kind of hollow, but you know what I mean. Has the world become too small to acknowledge the Olympics as something special? Do the Olympics even make sense, or has it simply become yet another huge commercial opportunity for sponsors and the local community to cash in on?
I think there is some kind of pride lost here. I don't even understand how the host city is picked. When there was a chance it was Chicago, all I could think was, "well, I guess I won't be visiting friends and family that year". O'hare is bad enough thank-you-very-much. Of course I have to wonder if it is just me, but I really don't think there is the same reverance as there once was.
I think the Olympics should be held on some island somewhere, or maybe one location for summer and one for winter. The same place everytime. No sponsors, no commercialism. Each country pools in money; not Nike and Coca-Cola. No interference with other communities' lives. No financial benefit to any one establishment. The countries pay for their athletes so they are invested. As it is, it might as well be a Monster Truck Rally.

Skiing...Sunday. SunDAY. SUNDAY!!!

Prove me wrong.