Posts from May 2013
posted May 31 2013 10:09PM
Sitting here on the verge of another weekend, I'm reminded once again of technology and the ways we rely on it and the pitfalls of same.
What do I mean? OK, I use an app for the current temperature when I'm on air. Usually it's reasonably accurate, but just now I checked it and it told me the temp was 82. OK that's probably true, given the weather lately. It also told me it was sunny out, which was disproved by a quick peek out the window.
That's all true, and I use it to illustrate a point: it can be problematic to rely too much on technology. So then I had an idea: why don't I go get an old-school mercury thermometer? That way I won't need some device to tell me what the temperature is.
Maybe I will do that. In the meantime, I guess I could get it off the internet, right? Wrong. I went to the NWS website and it told me the current temp was NA, which I suppose is another way of saying that some piece of technology was not working properly, which just proves my point again.
So that's why I've got "mercury thermometer" on my shopping list. Maybe I can get one of those cool tin-framed ones. If I can find one. Do hardware stores carry them? I'll start looking there.
If you're still reading, thanks. That was a tangent, even for me. Cheers.
posted May 29 2013 10:36PM
Do you ever find yourself making assumptions about people based on what you would consider to be silly criteria?
This is not an out of the blue question. Today as I was leaving home to come to work I grabbed my old Dale Earnhardt Jr hat and put it on. I noticed that the hat was a little dirty, a little beat up, and for just a moment I wondered if anyone I encountered during my day would think anything of it. Then I realized, well, the people here at the station already know full well I'm an oddball, and anyone I see in most of my other stops is likely to be wearing a beat up old cap themselves. So I dismissed the thought.
However the notion would not stay gone. It kept coming back to me. I was reminded of a scene I saw in a movie once, I think it was Joh Waters' Serial Mom. The titular mom sees a woman wearing white shoes after Labor Day and offs her. An extreme reaction, natch. But it got me thinking about my own experiences of making a judgment about some random person I saw based on something inconsequential, and I realized I've done it before. Perhaps you have too.
Of course, it's something we try not to do. But first impressions are almost impossible to harness...you see someone, and you think something based on how they look, how they act, how they speak, all of the above or some combination thereof. Sometimes our first impressions are dead-on, sometimes they totally wrong.
So if you see me walking around in my raggedy old #88 hat, be kind. It's perfectly broken in. Cheers.
posted May 23 2013 10:56PM
Have a happy, safe Memorial Day and Memorial Day weekend and thanks from myself and all at WAYZ to all servicemembers who gave their lives in the defense of our country. They made the ultimate sacrifice to ensure our continued freedom, and we honor them.
posted May 21 2013 10:05PM
Is it just me or do you find it obnoxious when you're browsing the social media, and there are all these pictures of food? Like, as in people who are just sitting down to a meal and they take a picture of it? I don't like this for two reasons.
First, if I'm hungry I certainly don't want to look at a photo of someone's 18 ounce NY strip, you know what I mean? Also, if it's something weird or outrageous or gross there is a chance that looking at a picture of it might just spoil my appetite for whatever it is I'm planning on eating (which no one else will know because there will be no pics, but will most likely be chili. Or pizza. I'm rambling.)
As I've written here before, I think social media in general has many great applications. I think it's wonderful how so many bars to effective communication have been eliminated through the use of the internet.
Photographing your food is not one of these uses. I just can't get behind it. Of course, you're free to do it and I certainly respect that. But I don't like it, and I know I can't be the only one. Take pictures of the restaurant, photograph the parking lot, the traffic light, your highly attractive server, just please don't take pictures of your meal, or if you do, keep them private for your own enjoyment. That would be just fine. Cheers.
posted May 17 2013 11:13PM
It's almost air conditioner time again. I have a love/hate relationship with my air conditioner. I hate installing it because it's heavy and unwieldly. I hate running it because it runs up my electric bill. And yet I love it because it keeps me from drowning in my own sweat in the summer.
My neighbors already have their air conditioner running, which is strange, not only because it's not warm enough for that yet, but also because the people who lived in that apartment before them also ran their air conditioner at weird times, only in their case they ran it well into the fall before finally taking it out just prior to the end of October, by which time temps were in the low 60s and not hot by any means. But I went home last night and it was on, and it was about 66 outside. I wondered if their place was like a refrigerator inside, the way the WAYZ studio is at night. Like it is as I type this, in fact.
But it's inevitable that summer will come on full steam soon enough, and I'll resist pulling that AC out of the closet until I just can't take it anymore. Then that night will come when I'm laying there trying to sleep and can't because I'm roasting and covered in sweat. So I'll get up, manhandle the unit into the window, turn it on, and stand in front of it until all the sweat evaporates from my skin. It's become a ritual, and part of that ritual is waiting as long as I can stand before I do it. Last year I made it to the 4th of July before I put the AC in. But it wasn't pleasant and I do not intent to wait that long this year.
Hoping you have a comfortable summer...Cheers.
posted May 15 2013 4:41PM
As I've mentioned on the air once or twice, I'm a beer drinker. As I've also mentioned a time or two I'm cheap....well, let's just say "thrifty." So it was nice to discover this article
, which details beers that taste expensive but aren't.
posted May 8 2013 11:16PM
There is no good time to splatter detergent all over yourself, but right outside the laundromat is probably the best place.
I was carrying my laundry basket inside. My big jug of detergent was inside the basket, balanced precariously atop my towels, clothes, etc. The bottle began to slide and I knew it was going to fall. I caught it by the cap just as it fell free from the basket. Unfortunately the cap wasn't sturdy enough and gave way. The bottle fell to the asphalt and splashed bright blue soap all over me.
I stood there for a moment, stunned motionless. What do you do when something like that happens; when you've just had a potentially embarrasing experience right outside in a relatively busy place? Right, you look around to see if anybody saw it. I looked, and while there were plenty of people in the vicinity, none of them were paying attention to me.
I pulled a towel from the basket and wiped myself off with it. And when I say I was covered in detergent, I mean it. It was on my pants, it was on my shirt, it was on my shoes, it was on my hat, droplets of the stuff were on my eyeglass lenses, and it was on my face and hands. A little more and I could have passed for a member of the Blue Man Group.
But it all worked out. The detergent I wiped off my person just meant I needed that much less in the washing machine. I try to be optimistic about these things, tough as it sometimes is. Ignore the dampness from the drying soap and enjoy the fact that you now smell REALLY clean. That's what I tried to do. Cheers.
posted May 6 2013 6:45PM
I reelize knott evrywon iz a gud speler. Ime a pritty gud speler. Wen I wuz a kyd I one a hole lotta speling beez.
OK, seriously. I do honestly understand that not everyone is good at spelling. Personally I don't expect every piece of written communication I recieve to be spelled perfectly. Forensic analysists specializing in letters and notes have said for decades that most of us have what's called "trademark misspellings," or words that we consistently spell wrong. They use these consistently misspelled words to help catch bank robbers and suss out fake suicide notes and things like that. When I was a kid I consistently spelled the word "is" as "iz" because it has a "z" sound. I also frequently added a "u" to Yourk, er, York, because it sounds like "your."
Now speaking of the word "your" I'm continually surprised by the fact that the world at large has apparently forgotten the difference between "your" and "you're." Here's what I was taught back in the first grade: Since "you're" is a contraction of "you are," all you need to do is mentally change "you're" to "you are" when you write. If it makes sense, use "you're." If not, use "your."
That said, I completely understand that in this social media driven world in which we're living, sometimes we misspell or misuse words deliberately to save time or space. I do it, you probably do it, we all do it on occasion. However, when this is done it's usually apparent by the context. I'm big on context. I think that many of the questions people ask can be avoided simply by considering context.
Here's an example: In a supermarket I once saw a pyramid stack of cans of soup. On top of the stack was a sign reading "99¢." I took this to mean that all the soups in the display were 99¢, Another shopper walked past me and asked a clerk if a can of soup on the shelf was also 99¢, This can of soup was a different brand and was not included in the display. The clerk, looking bemused, told her that no, only the soups in the display were 99¢. Looking at how it was all set up, I figured this was obvious. The other shopper didn't. She made a smarmy remark about how the store could have made it a little clearer exactly what was 99¢ and walked away. The clerk, apparently used to such treatment, went back to stocking shelves without another word. I stood there and regarded the display. I tried to think of how the store could have made it any clearer what products were included in the sale price and I couldn't. They only way they could have made it clearer would have been to put individual price tags on every single can. My point is that I saw from the context that the sale price only referred to the soups in the display.
Every day I try to be a little more observant. Every day I try to avoid asking dumb questions. I try not to burden anyone else with things I can figure out on my own. Sometimes I succeed, sometimes I fail. Also, I try to avoid redundantly repeating myself over and over and over. I also try not to say the same thing in different ways at length. Finally I try be concise in my thoughts and the way I express them by not droning on and on and on about the same thing and by avoiding the trap of saying in 100 words what could adequately summarized in 10 and while I'm at it I try to avoid run-on sentences because that's just bad form.
All kidding aside, I try to always remember that I'm as human as anyone else and everyone else is as human as I am. Making the occasional boneheaded mistake is just human nature, and so I try to remind myself of that and to have patience when the mistakes of others fall into my lap. After all, it's no fun when you mess up, realize you've messed up, come clean about it only to have someone beat you over the head with it. We've all been there and it's bad.
And, as often happens with my blog posts, I see that I've completely lost my original point, whatever it was. Cheers.
posted May 1 2013 12:56PM
With the internet and social media having become virtually ubiquitous it's easy to forget that they had beginnings, in some cases not all that long ago. It makes sense: before everyone had Facebook pages, Twitter accounts, etc, someone had to have the first ones. Someone had to post the first YouTube video, and someone had to send the first instant message.
In this article
, you'll read about those people who were the first to do these things we now take for granted and do each day.