“Non-technical people, here's a secret. We tech folks have no idea what the problem is. We just try to narrow it down, removing variables.”
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“Non-technical people, here's a secret. We tech folks have no idea what the problem is. We just try to narrow it down, removing variables.”
Happy people are pleased by the happiness of others. The miserable are poisoned by envy.
http://www.rogerebert.com/reviews/great-movie-amadeus-1984
Happy 4th of July from The Kegels
"Bento and Chimberly"
I have to resist reblogging every Liartown.
And, with one link to a Tumblr from Scott Simpson, my whole life has changed.
Holy God, this is amazing.
*This Guy Really, Really Likes Tiesto*. [Via](http://jalopnik.com/5966321/this-guy-really-really-likes-tiesto).
Ferrari never became a great driver. Nor was he an engineer or industrialist. Instead, he called himself un agitatore di uomini. An agitator of men.
The Limit: Life and Death on the 1961 Grand Prix Circuit
Maybe I shouldn't have parroted all this stuff that I don't understand over the years.
Idealism meets materialism. [Via](http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2012/02/12/living-in-the-material-world/).
So, We Moved to Boston
It's been about three months since we moved to Boston from Alabama (we stayed with my parents for awhile there when we moved from Kuwait).
Boston is great! There are so many things to do (like, really, really many things - so many it’s a little scary and I’m intimidated about what I should choose to do on a given weekend – but it’s a good problem).
However…
I miss travelling. It’s a little hard for me to admit (because I was so irritated at Kuwait during the last several months I lived there), but one huge thing living there taught me was a love of (international) travel. I feel like I haven’t travelled in awhile, and it’s only been three months since we moved to Boston. I really caught the travelling bug, and have an urge to travel out of the country soon.
Americans generally don't travel that much (insert statistic about the percentage of the US population that has a passport), and I hope that I can keep with traveling and that my experience now has changed me for the better in this way.
No More Skiing
Skiing* is probably the thing that I've spent the most money on that has caused me the most physical pain and emotional scaring.
After I complained on Facebook about my most recent trip to go awkwardly glide and fall down a snow-covered hill, my friend astutely commented:
Skiing is easier to learn when you are a teenager and you learn by trying to keep up with your better skiier friends. Trying to learn when you are an adult is like paying good money to have someone kick your ass.
I'm done with it. No more skiing. Skiing, I hate you. I hate how you make me want to keep up with the cool kids in their colorful, $500 jackets speeding down the slopes. I hate how you leave my knees sore and my ass bruised for a week afterwards. I hate how you make my wife furious at me for forcing her through ski lessons she cares nothing about just so she can be as miserable as I am.
* And let's not forget my excruciating attempt at snowboarding.
Five Awkward Alternative Titles for the Movie "Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close"
Extremely Gentle & Incredibly Smooth
Irresistibly Charming & Surprisingly Affordable
Extremely Subtle & Incredibly Racist
Incredibly Relaxing & Extremely Non-toxic
Extremely Annoying & Incredibly Silent
Two Years of Traveling
I've lived in Kuwait for a little over two years now, and although I wouldn't say it's the greatest place to live, there's no doubt it's given me a chance to travel more internationally. I have been able to travel from Southeast Asia to India to Northern Europe. I've learned how to get tourist visas and become familiar with several regional airlines (Ryanair, you are one shrewd bastard).
Traveling has been a tremendous and eye-opening experience. Even though I've always had a desire to be exposed to different cultures and make international friends, I'm still an American from a small city. It was quite a stretch for me initially to become accustomed to traveling long distances even within the U.S., and these past two years have further broadened my perspective and increased my traveler's prowess.
As I prepare to move back to the U.S., I hope I can continue to explore the world (and even my own country). I'm more aware of what it takes to travel: everything from what to pack, to the physical toll long plane flights and jet lag can take, to (of course) the money required.
I feel a stronger desire than ever to travel now, and the world seems both smaller (I'm more aware of geography) and more immense (I feel like there will never be enough time to see it all).
At some point the one machine we have made, the continuous cloak of electronic neurons wrapped around the globe, will produce some impulse, some emergent behavior, some new phenomenon that is evident to all did not arise with us, but came out of this gigantic web -- and at that point many people will begin to see God in it.
The Technium: The Internet Is My Religion
Coltrane, Queens, 1963.
photo by Jim Marshall
I just discovered Bon Iver. Via [cubicle17](http://cubicle17.com/post/5767146589/bon-iver-michicant)
The United States Military (Waterhouse has decided) is first and foremost an unfathomable network of typists and file clerks, secondarily a stupendous mechanism for moving stuff from one part of the world to another, and last and least a fighting organization.
Neal Stephenson's Cryptonomicon
Andy Ihnatko on a great scene from one of my favorite movies, The Hustler. A reminder to take a walk, wash your face, have a snack, or do whatever's needed to get your head straight and don't beat yourself.
By refusing to lie to yourself, by not telling yourself a fable to make the decision easier, you'll understand quite clearly when you're winging it.