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Sunday, October 30, 2005

Punpkin's Made Creepy


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So it's Halloween again. I totally don't get into the whole spooky decorating thing, but I do get into the carving of pumpkins. Hope you like them. You can click on each one for a larger sized version.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Premo Sculpey is $0.77 a block, but I don't need any.

It is a sad state of affairs people. This is an opportunity that doesn't come around often, and I would like nothing more than to walk out of Michaels with $40 in clay. Premo usually runs more than twice this price. But alas, I cannot force myself to get more than three blocks I actually can use. I have stocked up in the past, and have enough for now. Since I am trying to be good with money, and already have my eye on a couple of graphics books in excess of $50 a piece, I shall have to hold off.

Ah yes. Here I am, four years out of school and lusting over what are essentially text books. Not that I recall lusting over any of my textbooks while I was in school. My wife doesn't get it. Why would I want a boring book about computer programming to read for FUN. She would understand if I needed it for work (I bought one of those recently), but I will read this for fun. In fact it has indirect work applications, but still, even if it didn't, I would still want it and read it for fun.

This disconnect in mindsets has caused some consternation. If I ask a question of you in the vein of "Why does/did that happen?" Chances are, I want to really understand. I hate not understanding something. Sometimes I'm too lazy to actually DO anything about it, but I still hate it. So, if she or a member of her family (she is particularly sensitive about them, well they are her family) asks me why about something. Well, I tend to start from the beginning and explain it. From my experiences, when people have asked me a question and wanted a full answer, I would often labor on trying to explain it (specifically about computers) to the frustration of both of us, because I was working under the impression that they knew something fundamental that I took for granted. (There are a lot of things I find I take for granted that I shouldn't)

So to stave this off, I explain from the ground up unless I know my audience is knowledgeble. This works well with computers, because most people don't have any more idea about how their computer works than I do about my car. In fact, most people regard them as basically magical devices. You turn them on, they work, or don't, and you put up with quirks, because the only thing worse is dealing with the Computer Wizards (see, we're even referred to as Wizards). And besides, that whole field of computer magic is obviously unstable or they wouldn't all have these problems. When my wife asks me how my day at work is, and I want to explain some particular issue tha requires some knowledge that I don't believe she has, I'll figure out an everyday example and explain it. Often she didn't care, but in this case, I'm the one who wanted to communicate my day, so she has to deal.

Well, so I treat any request for information that I know the answer to the same way. Ask me why the Aurora Borealis occurs, and why you don't normally see it in Virginia, and I'll confirm that you are familiar with the Earth's magnetic field, and solar flares, maybe touch on the solar wind. Then I'll explain about the Van Allen belts, and magnetic field strength and ions etc. Well, apparently this means I think her family is stupid. I treat them as if they are honestly seeking knowledge, and that if they knew the background information (which they most likely don't because they never took an interest before, which is fine) they would already know the answer. So I start with the background and explain. I specifically don't treat them like someone I feel is incapable of understanding the answer and just say "because it does." Heck, if they ask me, they should know I'm going to answer the question the best I can.

Apparently I'm condescending (and I can see how it could be interpretted that way) and should just answer, "because it does/is". Okay, perhaps they don't want the long version. Perhaps when someone asks me they might just REALLY want to know if the answer is simple or complex. Maybe they just want me to say "That's actually a bit complicated, do you want me to answer it fully, or did you just want to know if there is a simple answer?" And I'll try and do that from now on. But ladies and gentleman, here we have a classic case of a disagreement in a marriage due to the way two different families relate. In my family, when we asked a question like that, we knew my father was going to give us as complete an answer as he could, and so we either didn't ask, or prefaced asking with some statement to indicate we wanted the simple answer.

That is not how she grew up. Neither way is right or wrong, but those differences can cause strife if you don't identify them. But I'm warning you now, that if you ask me why something is, I'm going to do my best to give you as complete an answer as necessary.

Monday, October 17, 2005

November Nonsense

So the month comes again. One which I have looked forward to for some time now. Not because of Thanksgiving, though that should be good, but rather because I will be NaNoWriMoing again. I have already spoken with Miss Virginia Ruth about this year's attempt, and plan one making sure that if I don't make it to 50k words, that I will at least have more than her. It will be my daily goal to achieve this.

50,000 words really is a short novel. But to write that many words in 30 days is rather a challenge. It breaks down nicely it seems to the paltry sum of 1666.6666666666666666666667 words a day (though I plan on only writing complete words, so most likely I'll be writing 5000 words every three days.) Given that my posts (when I make them) regularly exceed 1000 words (the last post was only 575, but two posts previous was an impressive 1188) you would think I would have little to no trouble producing 5000 written words every three days. The truth is somewhat wore complex. I seem to think and create much more effectively in longhand. The problem with that is that I type about 20 times faster than I write, and a full hundred times more legibly (not even considering that I'm currently still learning a now keyboard layout). So I will often find that I have enough gathered thoughts to write a relatively rapid 5000 or so words. Often on the first day, but after that, my momentum is spent and I fail to be able to determine where I will be going from where I am.

Not this year. This year I've actually come up with a concept I'm excited about, ahead of time even. I'm going to plan on 25 chapters of 2000 words each, and determine ahead of time the major thematic plot developments per chapter so that when I sit down to write a chapter, I know what has to happen in it. I will not however tie myself exclusively to this formula. If I feel the need to deviate, I will. My major problem has been a lack of knowing where I'm going.

The story will be in first person, and told almost as a journal entry reflection of each period of time. I will be posting completed chapters to another blog I will inform you (my two readers) about in the near future. As to Miss Virginia Ruth, do you want to get together sometime during the first week of November to flog at our novels together? My wife will be out of town (this is far less scandalous than a reader might suppose for reasons that aren't really your concern) and I will be free virtually all week. Perhaps we could manage to get a little ahead of the game even. You know I have enough computers if you cannot bring your own. (though I believe you can)

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Coming and going

So, I have returned from yet another trip to Sufflok, and a narrow brush with the Secretary of State. (Last time it was the Joint Chiefs) and am currently packing to head for my parent's lake house where my wife and I will celebrate our second anniversary. This almost didin't happen on time, as originally, I was supposed to be in Suffolk this week as well. But as evidenced by the current week, I was unable to really do my work in that particular environment, and so I got to go home. (Thanks to sense being spoken by my Software lead.)

But for a moment I will address the subject of absences and gender differences in perception. (I'm sure you can't imagine why this may have come up.) The major issue is that my wife is always very upset when we are separated, and is made more upset by the fact that I don't seem to be as badly affected. In fact, I almost seem to enjoy my time apart. Well, let me attempt to break it down for you.

Men, always have their cave. In many homes, it is their workroom (where the tools are, often the garage) or the bathroom, because their wives insist on the rest of the house looking nice (read: feminine) which honestly, is quite sensible of them. But it leads to the male in the relationship feeling that they have no nice places to be themselves.

Men are not entirely themselves when with their SO, and despite any protestrations to the contrary, women are wuch happier that this is the case. Men don't strive to be crude, but we seem to do a good job of it when left to our own devices. Bottling this up all the time, (except when in our caves) tends to lead to a desire to be alone for awhile to be the pure male we remember being. So, when there is physical separation (say a three hour car ride to name one completely at random) for a time, the man is torn. He truely does miss his wife (or SO), but he also revels in the temporary freedom to be what he remembers being. And let's be clear, he doesn't desire to stay that way (well, this isn't always true, but assuming he's happy in his relationship) but he want's that ability to let out the pressure he's built up.

This is why guys invented Boy's Night. (which women have copied in an attempt to prove they can do anything we can) The name is quite telling. We want a chance to be boys again. Something our wives just see the need for. Boy's night, exiles women for a night so the boys can do all the stupid things they want, and then (and this is important) they can return home and be a man again.

Now, I personally have been away from home quite often enough in the last 5 months, and could do with some time at home (we like being alone at home even more than alone on the road BTW) and with my wife. But I'm going away next weekend, and she's going away at the end of the month. We'll spend as much time together in the intervening time as we can and when she goes away, I'm sure I'll still enjoy being released to be a boy again, but I'll have a hell of a time falling asleep in our empty bed.