Friday, March 30, 2001
Bringing Titanium along. Ooooh she's hot.
Thursday, March 29, 2001
Wednesday, March 28, 2001
Tuesday, March 27, 2001
Tomorow is Fantasy Baseball Draft. I run the league, and need to organize everything. It's a bit of work, but alot of fun, and helps bring the group of guys (mostly from work) together.
Monday, March 26, 2001
Visit with folks went well. They both looked well considering age setting in and clouding their thinking. Mostly concerned about Mom, but you can see it in Dad as well. Just a part of getting on in years. Happens to us all. Its a good feeling to be close to them and spend time in-person... give 'em a hug when they leave.
Today might be crazy at work. Val is out sick, Roger may need to leave early and I have someone coming in from out of town to look at our network and give us a proposal on expanding our network and file server capacities.
Sunday, March 25, 2001
Today's blog is from a computer that David built in the basement. We now have a WinTel box infecting our network. Hopefully he will be using it to run Linux, Be, or some other OS.
Other happenings... Lady Huskies win another round, watched Notre Dame game (they'll be tough); Mom & Dad coming over for lunch today.
Saturday, March 24, 2001
I was even talking to a Unix geek that worked for an ISP that we use at work. He was psyched about X because of its Unix command line shell and Unix underpinnings. Can you imagine if all those Unix dudes latch on to Macs?
I wasn't planning on buying it... but now I am curious as hell about it. Maybe...just maybe I'll pick it up from Small Dog. Maybe its a good time to buy some Apple stock too.
Friday, March 23, 2001
Wish things at work were more on the up side. Though I did have a good day yesterday tinkering with our network, and setting up a second wireless Airport base station on our Network. Apple technology is so cool. It still amazes me.
Thursday, March 22, 2001
Wednesday, March 21, 2001
Cutting back to 1 day of work, and removing those distractions should give him lots more time, and releve some of those pressures. He will still have some hours to make some $$, and will have his computer back after his homework is done for some "play" time.
Now... MY problem is I never follow through on these things. Its up to me to "keep with the program".
Tuesday, March 20, 2001
Got home from work to see a letter from RHS. Sons midterm grades have been tankin' big time. Really pissed. What do I do, make him quit work, scale back hours, take away computer... he has too many distractions, no organizational skills, no priority settings Nearly every teacher commented on him not doing his assigned work. I can clamp down on him, but he has to take some responsibility on his own, or things will never change. He is so fucking smart, his PSAT's were really up there, but he refuses to put in the effort in school. Frustrating. You just know that at some point in his life, he will realize what he must do... just hope he doesn't waste too much of his time getting there.
Monday, March 19, 2001
Claire has been reading three consecutive books on Viet Nam and Cambodia, and the violence and genocide that was going on there during the war and the Kamir Rouge (sp?) regime. It affected her deeply, and said she had a good cry today from reading it. She says the stories of these peoples struggle to survive is incredible. These were middle class educated people who were forced into an incredibly harsh and tragic existence.
Sunday, March 18, 2001
However, after completing our state and fed return... it looked like a fat refund was headed our way... but not so fast, its not over till its over, and after completing son and daughters return, we can kiss half that refund goodbye... Oh well! we will still get a tidy sum back which will go for something really cool... like repaving the driveway. ;-)
AM -- woke up early to drive David to work, lox & bagels and Sunday paper!
Read an article on Daryl Strawberry. What a story, the guy has reached the highest of highs only to plunge to the lowly of lows. Damn. The guy reached Major League status at 19 yrs, dubbed the next Babe Ruth or Hank Aaron, proved he had the stuff to do it. Ruined his career with crack cocain addiction, developed colon cancer, lost his kidney, cancer spread to lymph nodes, continues to use drugs, now is under house arrest with ankle monitor ... basically, now has lost the will to live. Doesn't much care about getting cured or kicking his addiction. That's alot to happen to one guy during a short life span. Sad, sad story.
Saturday, March 17, 2001
Friday, March 16, 2001
Teens Are Casualties Of War on the Home
Of course, as soon as something like this happens, they all shriek like hyenas, their words ending up in newspapers and on TV and meaning absolutely nothing.
I'm talking about the politicians who lunge for the microphones seemingly before someone like 15-year-old Charles Andy Williams has even finished shooting up a California high school, killing two, wounding 13.
The response is pathetically predictable. Democrats howl for more gun laws. Republicans urge that existing laws be enforced. Isolated academes, narrow-minded conservatives and know-it-all liberals are worse because their beliefs are soaked in arrogance. They continue to blame TV, movies, Eminem's songs, rampant permissiveness or the climate of violence choking our society.
I have always arrived at the intersection of these debates unarmed with statistics. I have only my eyesight, along with my observations from years of taking notes while talking to victims or simply staring at the bodies of dead young people, a tag on their toe, as they lay in a city morgue, any future just as dead as their sad past.
It is not simply the gun. It is not only the music, cheap videos, Saturday morning cartoons, playground bullies, commercialism, the absence of money or the lack of hope.
All this surely factors into the equation, but the big-ticket item — the common clue in almost every mad act committed by these kids — is what does, or does not, happen in the home.
The apology being made for young Williams is that he is slight of build, lonely and targeted by bullies. When do you suppose kids began bullying one another? A year before, or after, Christ was born?
Naturally, whenever it's one of these suburban kids — white and thin and innocent-appearing — many gasp in shock. This is not some black kid from the Bronx with a gun. That we can understand. But San Diego, Hanover, N.H., Williamsport, Pa.? My God, what's happening?
Here's what's happening: An absence of attention paid by parents toward their children. A lack of accountability that includes everything from homework to where and who they hang with Saturday afternoon. A country where peer pressure has disappeared, where the people upstairs and next door are strangers, mobility that breeds indifference and laws that make it possible for kids to acquire a handgun but make it impossible to say a prayer in school.
Only two died at Santana High. But because they were white and lived in a nice suburb, the story exploded coast to coast. Yet every single day, our cities are littered with the corpses of the young, some truly dead, many others among the walking dead. And then there are those stories, so common, so sad and so unknown to most.
In Syracuse last week, Christopher Ariola was charged with felony manslaughter after he allegedly beat his father to death with a baseball bat. He is 17.
According to a statement he made to Syracuse detectives, Ariola grabbed the bat and began to swing away after an argument over the volume of music being played on a radio. Then, after killing him, the boy wrapped his old man in a blanket, went bowling with a girlfriend, tried to commit suicide, failed and finally went to a pizza shop where he had once worked and told his former boss he had clouted the life out of his father.
"After the third hit, he doesn't say anymore," the 17-year-old said in his statement to police. "There's blood everywhere ... I bent down and I could tell he wasn't breathing. I checked, but he wasn't. I started crying. I said no, no, why did this have to happen, Dad, I love you."
Wait, there's more. In Brooklyn, a 16-year-old throws her baby out the window into an alley where the infant is devoured by a dog. In Des Moines, Wash., a police officer is shot and killed after stopping four teenagers walking along a highway 5 miles south of the Seattle-Tacoma International Airport. All four of the kids, ranging in age from 15 to 18, are suspects in the homicide.
And in North Augusta, S.C., the mother of the boy now famous for allegedly killing two in Southern California, divorced from his father for a decade, said she could not understand what had happened because he had seemed quite content the last time the two spoke, "earlier this year."
It is a whole lot more than just guns behind this madness. And it is the American family that has become the ultimate casualty.
No one should express surprise over the fact that the body count continues to grow.
Thursday, March 15, 2001
Wednesday, March 14, 2001
Tuesday, March 13, 2001
Well, the author starts the chapter on CSS style sheets with... The CSS specification is overly complex, overblown, unsupported on most browsers, and new browsers will support the older HTML for ever, so don't be hung up on using Style Sheets. Sounds good to me!
Monday, March 12, 2001
Hows that for saying alot, and nothing at all!
Sunday, March 11, 2001
Why am I doing this? My wife things I'm nuts putting this effort into "meaningless" web pages. I just enjoy it, and I learn something that is somewhat valuable in this day and age. It will help me in some way at work as well, even though writing code is not my primary job.
Friday, March 09, 2001
Thursday, March 08, 2001
Wednesday, March 07, 2001
And why isn't there more discussion about his access to his father's gun and several dozen rounds of ammunition! When will they begin to hold parents accountable for allowing this to happen. God, I know that if you have a teenage son, there is only so much control you can have over his actions... but if you have a troubled child, AND a gun in the house... "DUH!!!" you have to take some extrordinary precautions. Why did this guy need a gun in his house anyway?
Also, there is far too much tolerence in our society for kids being cruel to other kids. As a somewhat small, scrawny, geeky kid growing up, I felt victimized by bullies, and picked on... so I know the depth of the "pain" one feels being in that situation. Those things are tolerated to much in schools and homes (boys will be boys). Combine that with the desensitizing of guns, violence and killing in movies television and gangsta videos, and you have a recipe for tragic incidents like this.
I am certainly not the first person to say these things. Whenever a tragedy like this occurs, we here it all over and over again. Yet nothing seems to change.
Tuesday, March 06, 2001
Spent the early hours of the morning watching part of the Ken Burn's Baseball DVD. I am not a big sportsnick, but something about the history of Baseball captures my imagination like nothing else. I watched the episode of the 50's. The Names, Casey Stengel, Jackie Robinson, Yogi Berra, Mickey Mantle, Joe Dimagio, Pee Wee Reese, Duke Snyder, Willie Mays... these are not "great men" by any means, but men whose characters are of mythical proportions. The Stories... Jackie Robinsons breaking the racial barriers in pro sports; Bobby Thompson's home run against Ralph Branca -the shot heard round the world; Yankee v Red Sox playoff game of 1949. The Places (shrines) Ebbets Field, Polo Grounds, Yankee Stadium, Fenway Park.
I realize that this is just Baseball... a silly game. But it is NOT "just" a game. It is a long season that plays out like a drama. It is a century of seasons with stories and characters that are more like fairy tales that were at one time an intricate part of Americana. It's a Wonderful thing.
Monday, March 05, 2001
JIC, I did cut up some firewood, fixed up and tested the snow blower, got some groceries. We'll see what happens.
Saturday, March 03, 2001
Actually, cut my first audio CD from MP3's... cool. Now I am grooving to some fusion tunes from the 70's, Chick Corea and RTF... very hot!
Sunday, we are getting ready for big snow storm to hit and run through Tuesday. Even chopped some wood for the fireplace. Should be a messy week. Come on-- when is that spring weather gonna come. Warm weather, softball and such.
Friday, March 02, 2001
Anyway, it was worthwhile going, because I met my ol' college buddy. Great seeing you Jimbo - even if you are turning into a conservative mid-west republican! :-). Had a great lunch and it was nice catching up on old times. Hope we keep in touch. But give up the duck and deer hunting... its just not like you.