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So, I've been tasting different kinds of beer and keeping track with tasting notes (really bad, meaningless notes usually ... like "it has a beery aroma.") I also have been bringing the empty bottles home (when there were bottles involved). I carefully soak the labels off and mount them [non-archivally] in a set of scrapbooks. This all goes back to 1990 or so, and I've tasted something near 2,000 different brews, by my count. In all those staggering-home-on-the-Metro years, I have never broken a single bottle. Tuesday night, at the Wild Goose /
Flying Dog beer tasting at the
Brickskeller,
I broke two ... in the restaurant ... during the stage show. :(
Of course ... I brought the broken bottles home in my bag to try to save the labels anyway. We all must obsess about something. :)
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So I decided that for my birthday dinner, it would be a treat to hit the churrascaria, Green Field in Rockville. A churrascaria is a style of restaurant that originated in Brazil, and they are starting to become popular here. My aunt took me to one in Rio de Janeiro when I was thirteen, also for my birthday.
( Vegetarians will want to skip this bit )
Finish it off with a caipirinha, an uniquely Brazilian drink consisting of lime smushed up with sugar, mixed up with Cachasa (Brazilian liquor made from sugar cane). I had my first one of those in Guarujà ... also on that trip when I was thirteen. Ahh ... fond memories. I really should take Paula to Brazil some time. |
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Well, it's my bloody birthday. At some time today (I would have to check my birth certificate), 43 years ago, I completed my expulsion from my mothers womb. It's been all downhill from there. :)
I started the new job on Wednesday. I am still pondering whether to post a regular blow-by-blow description of what "A Day in the Life of an Archivist" is like. On the one hand, I believe that it will be interesting to other people who have made a career as archivists, as well as for students and others who are considering such a career. The day-by-day work of a "Lone Arranger" (the casual term archivists use for one who is the only person responsible for archival collections) is extremely different from that of a professional who works in a big operation (like a state or national archives). It would also be somewhat therapeutic for me to blow off some steam. On the "con" side ... I have some concerns about the level of detail that I can provide in such narratives. I do not want to write something that would jeapordize my future career opportunities, nor do I want to bring shame or bad publicity to the institution where I'm working. I certainly don't want to embarrass anyone with whom I work (staff, volunteer, or patron). However, if I'm self-editing to put a "positive spin" on everything, the educational and cathartic benefits of such a regular column are diluted or lost [although sometimes it helps to put things into perspective].
It has been recommended to me, and is something that I have considered, to use the access-control facilities of LJ to restrict access only to a select group of friends. However, that dilutes the value of retaining such a journal, in particular because it would be of greatest interest to people who are not on my friends list (e.g., members of the group, or people who don't use LJ or have an OpenId identity available to them. Another possibility would be to create another identity and to be careful to maintain plausible deniability about who is doing the writing and about what institutions or localities involved. There are significant layers of political machination involved in the tiny organization I've joined, and the local and state government that is intertwined with the organization. I'm open to comments on this. I don't delude myself about how many people read my journal or whether anyone cares about what I have to say. However, I also don't delude myself about the fact that anyone who knows how to use Google can probably follow the trail of breadcrumbs back to who I am and where I work. Given how much it seems to me that otherwise intelligent and goodhearted people seem to overreact and misinterpret things that are intended to be harmless and turn them into a major issue, I'm not sure whether it's safe to write anything on the Internet any more. Look at how the ignoranti in the press beat up on WikiPedia this week about how conflicting information about Ken Lay's death appeared while the rumors were floating around.
On a happier note, Germany is now kicking Portugal's ass 2-0 in the "Loser's Match" for third place. Oops! Make that 3-0!
I can't decide if I want to go somewhere really special for dinner tonight. :(Current Mood: onomatopoeic?
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So we're going to do so home renovation on our house,and that will mean that we'll have to move to temporary housing for some period of time (perhaps as much as six to nine months). So, although we haven't finalized the architectural plans or the contract documents, nor have we talked to the bank to make sure that they will lend us the money to build, or gotten the permits, or any of that good stuff. However ... we have started packing up the house.
So far, we've packed 52 boxes, weighing 1,409 pounds, and occupying 84.17 cubic feet of space ... and I have just started on my books! Fortunately, emacsen told me about LibraryThing over beer this week. So I've been cataloging all the books with a tag indicating which box they were packed into.
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A meme
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Jul. 7th, 2006 @ 10:00 pm
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The directions go:
1. Pick up a book which is the cl.osest to you at the moment.
2. Open it to page 123.
3. Find the third sentence.
4. Post it in your Live Journal (plus the instructions)
5. Don't choose the book, just pick up the one closest to you.
"This communication path is often implemented via a serial (EIA-232) port on an intelligent CSU."
From Miller, Mark A. Internetworking - A Guide to Network Communications, LAN to LAN; LAN to WAN. New York: M & T Books, 1991. [yawn]
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| » Neologism du Jour |
OK, so it's more of a Neo-Synthetic Acronym, and I'll probably be the only person ever to use it, but it's as good an excuse as any to put something in LJ after so many months:
FAQ/NABAQ - Frequently Asked / Never Asked but Answered Questions =df. A list of questions, with answers, added to a web site. In some cases these questions will be garnered from actual information requests to the owners of the web site. In many cases, these questions will be an anticipated set of questions that the web site maintainers created. In other cases, the questions and answers provided will only be a subset of questions with carefully sanitized, non-controversial responses. For example, I would be very surprised, if Exxon-Mobil had a FAQ list online, that it would address any of the myriad of questions that consumers might have about the patterns of gasoline pump prices as correlated with crude oil prices, refinery output statistics, corporate profits, and executive compensations ... just to pick an easy example out of thin air.
Jun. 8th, 2006 @ 07:27 pm
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| » Bumper Stickers |
- W - Bungler in Chief
- Bush for Lawn Ornament
- Stop Mad Cowboy Disease
- "W" in a big red circle with a line through it
- When Did Torture Become a Moral Value?
- If You're Not Outraged, You're Not Paying Attention
- Hail to the Thief
Mar. 27th, 2006 @ 01:46 pm
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| » What am I procrastinating now? |
I only seem to be interested in updating my LJ when I'm procrastinating something. Today, it must be finishing [translation from Robspeak: "starting"] my corporate tax return. It's due tomorrow at midnight ... plenty of time, right?
A new learning experience today ... obsessive recycling can be hazardous to your health. I seem to have severed the tip of my finger by trying to separate the metal by pulling the plastic cap off a metal cannister of Szeged Paprika that I had emptied. The little bugger was all sharp inside. I used a bit of Crazy Glue mixed with Bacitracin in hopes of keeping my finger tip. [Joking!]
No news on the search for a job as an archivist ... though I have had a good number of billable/paid hours tutoring someone for the CISSP exam. I'm teaching myself Spanish with the hope of being functional in Latin American reading and speaking by this coming winter. I spend much of my radio time these days listening to Spanish Language radio, writing down the words and phrases that I don't understand to look up later.
I just finished reading Robert Oxnam's A Fractured Mind - a very interesting first-hand account of life with Dissociative Identity Disorder (formerly known as Multiple Personality Disorder). I also read Stamp Investing by Stephen R. Datz. Although this is likely to only be of interest to philatelists, there is an excellent chapter that covers Economics 101 and a trivial history of the U.S. Economy in the 20th Century. I learned a few things about times that I lived through (Nixon/Ford/Carter/Bush 41) but never really understood what happened. It also is a really good book to read if you have a collection and you expect it to behave like other investments, or as a hedge against inflationary or market risk.
OK ... I think it's time to work on taxes for a bit.
Mar. 14th, 2006 @ 11:48 am
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| » It's the Little Details That Get You |
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I am driving along behind a beverage distributor's truck. The back of the truck has a Martini and Rossi Asti Spumanti bottle hand painted on the back. How do I know that it is hand-painted, instead of a decal? The picture reproduces everything you would see on a view of the bottle from that angle, including the line with the address of the importer of the wine. The city where the importer is located is spelled Miaimi, FL.
Dec. 30th, 2005 @ 07:00 am
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| » Skiing Santa Claus |
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Only in Washington D.C. do you get Santa Claus on water skis, in the Potomac River, on Christmas Eve. He was accompanied this year by the Grinch on a jet-ski, eight reindeer and Rudolf (although some of the deer were on a jet ski too), a bunch of elves, a panda bear, and Frosty the Snowman acting as lifeguard. We decided to check it out this year, along with a lot of other people. They had mentioned it on
WAMU a couple of days in advance, which might have helped the attendance. They were due to start at 1:00 PM on December 24 (2005). We arrived at Lady Bird Johnson Park, at 12:30, and parking was already scarces, with several hundred people lined up on the river bank. People were crossing the George Washington Parkway fairly oblivious to traffic, that was brought to a standstill. Most people had small children with them, but there were a few adults-only groups, like ourselves.
You can see some photos, with notations, at
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ferthalangur/sets/1721772/.
Shortly after we arrive, a pair of kids is arranged by their father, who sets them up with a music stand and starts to film them with a VCR. The kids are playing Christmas Carols on a trumpet and trombone. Later, when people leave, their case gets filled with money. Perhaps it's not so awful a place to perform for them. :)
A bunch of boats are already floating in the water, but we don't see any activity that indicates they are putting on dry suits and costumes. Perhaps Santa's Entourage suits up further downstream. Multiple Police Boats arrive on the scene, and one patrols the shore to ensure that nobody gets too close to the river bank. It is fairly crowded, with lots of children pushing to see. Nobody fell in, or got run over though.
in all, I saw the Grinch, Frosty the Snowman, Santa Claus, Eight or Nine Reindeer, a bunch of Elves, and a Panda Bear, either on skis, knee-boards, jet-skis, or in boats. I'll upload more pictures as I get the chance to pick them.
Dec. 24th, 2005 @ 12:24 pm
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| » Free at Last! |
Yes, I'm finished. I handed in the last assignment. Tomorrow night and Thursday morning are commencement ceremonies. At some point after that, I will officially have an MLS to my name.
What happens next? Start looking for a job as an archivist. There is no rush ... I'll probably relax a bit before I start pounding the pavement. I've been on sabbatical for three and a half years, a few more weeks will not make a difference.
Dec. 20th, 2005 @ 10:30 pm
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| » The Frustration of Writing |
I have a 10-15 page term paper due tomorrow at 13:00. I have had an entire semester to work on it, yet I'm staring at a blank sheet of "paper" at the moment. I've done some research, found a bunch of articles (more than enough for a Masters' Thesis), thought about it, but I have a disjointed muddle of unconnected thoughts and nothing more.
I have been here before. It seems that I am at a similar place before every paper is due. Somehow, from somewhere, I manage to pull something out of the air at the last minute. However, it doesn't seem that I can get the words to flow until I am in such a state of panic that I'm about to blow a blood vessel.
Dec. 11th, 2005 @ 01:36 pm
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| » Bumper Stickers of Note |
- Frodo has failed, Bush has the ring.
- Republicans for Voldemort
- We're making enemies faster than we can kill them
Nov. 14th, 2005 @ 07:54 am
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| » Watching People in Roaches Run |
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I am sitting in my car, in the dark, at the Roaches Run Waterfoul Sanctuary. I stopped here because I'm early to pick up Paula from her flight ... and the cops chase you away if you loiter by the airport terminal. What have we got here? There are at least ten other cars here - some arrive, some leave. Some are limo drivers, taking a stretch break or a smoke break. One guy pulls up to walk his dogs. What aboot the rest? This is an awesome place for planespotting tonight. Reagan's proximity to the Pentagon and other restricted airspaces reguires some steep takeoffs and hard turns. what are the rest doing? Contemplating nature or looking to hook up? Perhaps an illicit exchange of contraband? There is a truck with New York Plates, pulling in to the lot. ths man with the dogs gets out of his car, goss to the passenger side of the truck. He comes back with a plastic bag. Then, both dr1ve away. Huh.
Oct. 11th, 2005 @ 07:18 pm
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I see a man, walking along the side of U.S. Route 1, with a coat hanger sagging with pairs of suspenders. He is also carrying a satchel, but that is not so unusual. This guy has somewhere between fifteen and twenty pairs of suspenders on the hanger. What's up with this guy? Is he taking all his braces to the cleaners? Perhaps he is a collector of rare and unusual suspenders? I didn't pull over to ask him.
Oct. 7th, 2005 @ 12:34 pm
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Hides Hole in Bumper
Sep. 30th, 2005 @ 12:34 pm
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I guess more people might start reading this now that I've made mention to my family that I have a blog, and where it is. My original purposes in creating this
LJ account were to:
- Try out LJ to see if it had some of the privacy features that
emacsen told me about. (It does ... they seem to work).
- Create an information access point, as poorly maintained as it might be, so that family and friends could keep up with what's going on in my life in a moderately efficient way. That is ... not have to rewrite or copy and paste the same email response to "How is school?" to a myriad of people.
It has, of course, also provided me with some benefits in being able to follow the lives of other friends and classmates who have blogs. At some point (in the near future I hope), I still have to write the canonical article for my friend Heather, in response to her statement "I just don't get blogs." I will share that with another friend, who tells me that she doesn't want to have anything to do with people who blog. I think that's kinda funny, in the context. Is being a blogger like being a clandestine Jew? People who have known me for years suddenly start acting a little differently when they realize that I am Jewish (Definition 11 - ethnic origin). There are some good stories here. However, I have indexing work to do. It seems that I am missing a crucial four pages from the textbook that tells me how to do this assignment due Tuesday. *argh*
Sep. 11th, 2005 @ 10:08 am
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My family should be so proud! :)
Pure Nerd
78 % Nerd, 34% Geek, 43% Dork
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For The Record:
A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.
A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.
A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.
You scored better than half in Nerd, earning you the title of: Pure Nerd.
The times, they are a-changing. It used to be that being exceptionally
smart led to being unpopular, which would ultimately lead to picking up
all of the traits and tendences associated with the "dork." No-longer.
Being smart isn't as socially crippling as it once was, and even more
so as you get older: eventually being a Pure Nerd will likely be
replaced with the following label: Purely Successful.
Congratulations!
Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in any of the following:
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Professional Wrestling
Love & Sexuality
America/Politics
Thanks Again! -- THE NERD? GEEK? OR DORK? TEST
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My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 78% on nerdiness | | You scored higher than 41% on geekosity | | You scored higher than 80% on dork points |
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Sep. 2nd, 2005 @ 09:23 am
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| » No ... Nobody is Gouging Gas Prices |
Driving along a section of Greenbelt Road in Langley Park, the price of regular gas ranges from $2.97 a gallon to $3.65 a gallon. Now, I am fully aware that some stations set their prices based on what the current wholesale price is, and others set their prices based on the wholesale price of what they put into their holding tanks. I also realize that prices are highly volatile and rising constantly. However, a 68-cent per gallon range is very suspicious. Somebody is making a butt-load of money off this disaster (other than fuel commodities traders), and hopefully Shrub will be ready to prosecute his oil-company buddies when the facts emerge about price-gouging practices.
Sep. 1st, 2005 @ 07:18 pm
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| » The Places I've Lived Meme |
New York City, NY Tarrytown, NY Chappaqua, NY Sao Paulo, Brazil Hopedale, MA Hopkinton, MA Framingham, MA Westport, CT Bridgeport, CT Troy, NY Falls Church, VA Alexandria, VA Washington, DC Greenbelt, MD Bethesda, MD
Fifteen homes (at least eighteen addresses) in forty-two years is a lot. Given the fact that I've been in the same place now for twelve, that would be an average of less than two years per home in my first thirty years. Ick!
Aug. 30th, 2005 @ 09:01 am
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