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| You can also read this in reverse chronological order (newest entries first). Wednesday, December 23, 1998 I got tired of what this web site looked like so I changed it a little. Visitors who have been stalking me for the last few years will not actually find any new content on this site except for this paragraph. But, most of you have not been stalking or getting links to my hidden content, so you will find something new. Look around, enjoy, get bored, and then I will actually add something new, maybe. Friday, December 25, 1998 I love life. Monday, December 28, 1998 I still love life. Perhaps even more after this weekend. Read this book. I might be writing these short news-type entries often. I created a page dedicated to them in my Writing section. My journal entries (longer writing) and news can be found there. New Year's Eve is soon and people will make resolutions. My advice: Do not make any resolutions you will not keep, your honor to yourself is at stake. Speaking of honor, people who have been sending e-mail to me probably feel as though they are sending e-mail to a black hole. Ummmm, sorry about that. I will get to it soon. Thursday, December 31, 1998 All right freaks, Happy New Year! This is a time for retrospection and all that stuff. But seriously, make a resolution to think closely about your life and your year a little more often than just every 365 days. For me, this coming year will bring some full-time employment, a bunch of lifestyle changes and whatever other crazy stuff I feel like. This last year has been amazing. Every year seems to get better and better. I have met some amazing people and traveled to some great places. I hope this coming year brings more of the same. Thanks to Perry, Alina, Max, Amir, Inna, Jack, Ron, Ryan, Dave, Karyn, Ken, Eli, Mom, Dad, Ari, Steve, Jason, Erin, Bernard, James, Amalya and anybody else who has changed me in 1998 to someone better. Tuesday, January 12, 1999 This is eating out week. I just came back from dinner with my parents. We had Korean BBQ and they loved it. It was their first time. I wish they would trust my nontraditional food choices more often. Tomorrow I head to Princeton and go out to dinner with birthday girl Inna. Thursday night I meet my Lehigh buddy Ryan. We will eat Indian food. I love it. When I go out to eat tasty food I do not have at home I find it difficult to eat healthy. I struggle to eat well so my gym visits are not wasted. I learn better ways daily. It takes time. Lately, I spend time reading Losing My Virginity and working behind the scenes on this web site. Monday, January 18, 1999 I learned a new way to consciously solve a personal problem. In the past, when I wanted to understand a problem, I would call a friend and talk about it. Now, I discovered the unheard-of skill called writing. Would you believe that if I sit down and write about my problems, I actually think them through myself? I understand issues better if I express what I feel with written words. Each sentence I write begs for another. Each sentence is a question waiting to be answered. So I sit, I write and I feel great when I am done. I come to a decision with confidence. I can act since I have prepared. Try writing about an issue in your life; do not get concerned with words, spelling or grammar. Just write. Saturday, January 23, 1999 Reading, thinking and being introspective. You asked. That is what I do. Other stuff is going on, but why should I tell? What do you actually want to read here? I spend too much time wondering. So, consider that a question and e-mail me your answer. I resigned from NetObjects last week. There was nothing negative about it. I just do not plan to leave my parents, relatives and friends to live in California. Well, I might, but it would have to be for a meaningful reason. Working for NetObjects is not it. So sad. I like many people there although a bunch left. I learned a lot, but it is time to move on. I loved California, probably because of the volleyball. Wednesday, January 27, 1999 I probably learn more now than I ever did in school. Self-education seems more motivating than public education. I read too many books. I write too much. I spend too much time pushing and developing my body. I have taken to development of mind, body and soul with passion. I will not last long with such intensity. My financial estimates say two months maximum. So, what will happen? I will find a meaningful job. I will continue to develop my mind, body and soul with slightly less passion. Who taught me to do that? I am not sure, but thank you. Tuesday, February 16, 1999 I leave to Charlottesville, VA in an hour to visit my friend Gary. Tomorrow I drive to Washington D.C. to visit my friend Dave until Friday. I will see my freshman college roommate, too. My top camera might show my parents in my room and the lower one might show me at my friends' omes. I finished one good book last week: Love is Letting Go of Fear. I finished one great book last week: The Power of Unconditional ove. I will write more about the latter later. Have a great week. Tuesday, March 2, 1999 Last night I lost my wallet. I called a friend to see if she had it. I called the library to see if they had it. I called Barnes & Noble to check their lost and found. I called Pizza Hut to look for my wallet. I called my credit card company to irreversibly cancel my primary credit card. Seconds later, I found my wallet. |
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Saturday, March 6, 1999 After finding my wallet, I looked inside and noticed it lacked the color green. So, Wednesday I started to look for what most people call work. Whatever I find will fit my goals, values and add meaning to my life. My interests are making things easy-to-use, helping people live better and helping businesses make the right moves. My history and expertise lead me to the computer industry (web sites and software), but you never know. If you know of any opportunities e-mail me. Of course, I am reading a book called Creating the Work You Love. Tuesday, March 9, 1999 You may have difficulties reaching this web site or e-mailing me for the next few days. I am changing my web-hosting provider. My new provider, Minerva, provides more features and better service and I will provide you a better site. Yes, changes are forthcoming. I broke the screen on my PalmPilot again. In fact, that was the third time. I wrote about the second time in June 1998. I probably will not pay $100 to fix it and wait until I get a job. Then I will purchase the Palm V, which has an anodized aluminum case. Wednesday, March 17, 1999 I hate computers. I took my 486/66 DX2 out of the closet to temporarily act as an answering machine for my Microsoft Phone. I found the computer infected with the Junkie Boot and Tai-Pan viruses. McAfee's web site has a broken link and I was unable to download a DOS virus scanner. I found one at Symantec's site instead. The web disappoints more than it impresses. I want to find the answer to a simple question. How long does it take a human to digest food? I used five search engines, Better Health, InteliHealth and Ask Jeeves with no luck. Anybody know? After a year, my random quote collection is back online. The next change to elan.org will be employment related. I find it difficult to summarize my life and well-rounded nature in a cover letter and resume. Monday, March 29, 1999 Today is the nineteen-year anniversary of my family and me emigrating from Riga, Latvia. I can not imagine what life would be like if we never left. So much of what makes me me today would not have been available. The education, books, computers and exposure to great ideas would definitely be missing. But, who knows what I am missing by being here? I feel so much closer to many of my friends this week. I think it was because I was more open to listen and change. Thank you (in alphabetical order) Amir, Amy, Chris, Cliff, Dave, Donna, Eli, Karyn, Leyna, Max, Moon, Perry and random 13 year olds for making the week great. Jakob Nielsen's link to my site did not bring much new traffic. I definitely over estimated. I decided I would no longer tell you about updates to my site until they are done (or almost done) or beg you to e-mail me. :) Tuesday, March 23, 1999 Tuesday, March 30, 1999 Today is Oksana Lekarev's 22 birthday. Happy Birthday Oksana! Send her a birthday e-mail. Thursday, April 8, 1999 I have been busy like a maniac for the last two weeks. I saw too many people and had too much fun. I spent so much time living and having fun that I did not go to the gym, sleep enough, eat well or write in my journal. Shame on me. Who cares? Why am I so anal sometimes? It is nice not to read about living, but live instead. Friday, April 23, 1999 It is late. In fact, it is just about tomorrow. Tomorrow I visit Lehigh University. I have not seen anybody there since I graduated last May. I will see friends who made my four years there a blast. A year ago today I was attempting to learn in microcomputer design and writing classes. I also helped Ron Ticho with his site. I did not remember that; I looked it up in my PalmPilot. I replaced my broken one for $100. Have a great weekend. Saturday, May 8, 1999 This web site is suffering from a busy, procrastinating and out of balance Elan. Sleep was irregular for me this last month. I found it hard to get enough sleep among late nights dancing, a visit to Lehigh University, visits to Rutgers University and negotiations with employers. Besides, it is not just about quantity of sleep, but regular, uninterrupted sleep. Life will be changing for me soon. I will dedicate about 45 hours a week to work. This change will ripple through the rest of the hours in my week. It will be even more critical to do only important things. My ideal weekday is to get up early enough to stretch, meditate, eat, and run or go to the gym before work. Then work for eight to ten hours and one major personal task after work. Monday nights that task will be playing in a volleyball league. Other nights could include time with friends and relatives, reading, writing, and whatever else my heart desires. A concern for me is getting to bed between nine and ten at night. Today most of my socializing starts around that time, when work starts, socializing will have to end earlier. Because, you know, I need time to meditate and write in my journal before I sleep. :) Alina put her web site back up with pictures of our travels to Australia and Bali. It has been a year, but some of you have not seen her pictures. Thursday, May 13, 1999 Do you have a good grasp of fear? I am trying to understand fear better. How do I know when I feel fear, lack of confidence, poor motivation or something else? I want to learn to distinguish them so I can plow through fear. A mostly unread book on my shelf, Conceptual Blockbusting, recommends writing a short "catastrophic expectations report." In the report, you write down the worst possible consequences of expressing your idea or acting despite fear. The goal is to replace your fear with analytical understanding. This trade should help you plow through fear. Perhaps through expression I can distinguish if fear is the underlying problem. On a separate note, today is Amy Elizabeth Lipman's 22nd birthday. Amy is my girlfriend. Last time I mentioned a birthday on my site, nobody wrote. Take a second to wish a complete stranger (or not) a happy birthday. I would, which is probably why I think others would. Wednesday, May 26, 1999 I want to thank everybody who wrote Amy. Many more people wished her a Happy Birthday than I expected. She loves receiving e-mails from strangers that visit my site even if her birthday has passed. I have had a great last two weeks. Amy had her birthday, a big graduation party and graduation. I celebrated my birthday and started the EarthCam project. I got great presents this year. My best bud Dave gave me a Bonsai tree and fountain. Karyn sent me incense holders and incense. My parents gave me a waffle maker and fruit juicer. Amy got me Werther's Original candy, a nice shirt and a book (Don't Sweat the Small Stuff--and it's all small stuff). Alina sent me a soccer jersey, an incense holder and incense. Oksana gave me a Vietnamese cookbook. Considering what I have been up to in the last year, these presents are dead on. I love my friends and family. I need to choose presents as well for them. |
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Sunday, May 30, 1999 I am at work today and tomorrow (Memorial Day). I set up EarthCam's webcam to point to me in my office while I work. Take a look today or tomorrow, because after that, the cam at work should be pointed elsewhere. Introducing my Webcam at work... (This link has been removed.) Wednesday, June 2, 1999 I am off to the Washington, D.C. area for the 5th Conference on the Human Factors & the Web. The conference is about making web sites easier to use and more accessible. Meanwhile, a fellow Fair Lawn High School graduate wrote an article for Match.com about dating and what you feel when you really like someone. I got quoted twice in The Chemistry of Love. Tuesday, June 15, 1999 The human factors conference last week was awesome. There were some famous usability folks there. I learned a bunch about internationalizing web sites and making them more accessible. But, right now I'm in California. I'm here until next week. If you need to reach me, then e-mail me. I'll be checking e-mail every few days, but not much more than that. Oh, I planned on getting a nice mid-size car when I got here, but Hertz had a sale on convertibles. So, yes, I continue my tradition of driving convertibles during vacations in California. Wednesday, June 30, 1999 I want to be a Jedi Knight. I saw Star Wars: Episode I The Phantom Menace on Saturday. I liked it a lot. However, I recommend seeing it in a theater with great sound and picture quality, unlike my experience. I am not a big Star Wars fan, but I have a new appreciation for the training and values of a Jedi. Jedi Knights value mindfulness, fearlessness, intuition, faith and physical prowess. The movie is motivating me to someday take up martial arts. I have found pictures of myself on a friend's web site. If you are curious, check out Inna's pictorials. She has two pictures that include me taken on her birthday back in January. Here is picture one (ignore the caption) and picture two (definitely ignore this caption, too). :) Tuesday, June 29, 1999 Monday, July 5, 1999 I went to a bris last Wednesday. A bris is a Jewish ceremony to celebrate the birth of a newborn male. At eight days old, the child is given his Jewish name and a circumcision is "performed." The boy is given wine so he is relatively numb to the pain. I watched the circumcision for the first time in my life. It did not look like a "performance." It looked rather painful. In fact, it looked like more could easily be cut off. Someone fainted. He had the right idea. However, I plan to stay conscious when my child is maimed. I use my own bris as a humorous excuse for why I do not drink alcohol. Look what happened to me the first time that I got drunk. Saturday, my cousin had a bat mitzvah. Another cousin celebrated her birthday. My friend Amir celebrated his. My friends planned a night full of surprises. We started at Hooters for dinner. Then we went to watch fireworks. We were about a hundred feet from where they were lit. Afterwards, we went to a friend's house for a midnight pool party. We ended the night with some tea, coffee and ice cream cake. I had a great time that night and felt close to my friends. Now, I am in New Hampshire. I am here with Amy and her family. Her cousin has a house next to Lake Sunapee. I can not complain. I sleep a few feet from the lake in the midst of mountains. No telephones ring and I have gladly forgotten to put my watch on. And no, I am not spending most of my time on the computer. I will be home later in the week after I have finished a few books. One down, a few more to go. Wednesday, July 14, 1999 Lake Sunapee was great. Barbara is a wonderful host. She listens well and always makes sure her guests are attended to. On Sunday, July 4, I mentioned in passing that I liked pudding. The next day at lunch, pudding was on the table. Monday I mentioned I like hazelnuts; the next day we had ice cream with hazelnuts for dessert. Thursday morning, I mentioned how hard it is to get real maple syrup in New Jersey and by my departure in the afternoon, I had a jar of Pure New Hampshire Maple Syrup. Thanks Barbara. For those who are curious, I have finished working for EarthCam. The online store I helped design and do information architecture for is not launched yet. I will let you know when it goes live. Professionally, where is my next step? I am not sure. But, if you know anybody looking for a bright, energetic and trusting person to do usability or information architecture send him or her my way. Monday, July 19, 1999 When I was younger, I would look in awe at runners on the street. I was jealous of the shape they were in and impressed with their endurance. I would think about all the coughing and heavy breathing that would occur if I ran once around the block. Well, in the last week I ran 12 miles. I try to run about three miles, four times a week. Who would have thought that I would be a runner? It feels great to look back and see how far I have come. All it took was some patience, perseverance and positive thinking. I did not have much of that back when I was watching runners. Now others watch me. Maybe one of them will follow a similar path. "And now for something completely different..." Inna, New York Times intern and Princeton University student, wrote an kind mini-biography of me. Thursday, July 22, 1999 My parents are in Spain this week. Solitude is comforting. But, let me be for a while and my mind starts going back to its old comfortable ways. Until recently, I have been overly judgmental, critical and negative. I want to replace those tendencies with acceptance and positivity. It is hard to change and I find myself going back to old ways often. That accomplishes nothing. It just freezes me in fear and inaction. In the last two days, I heard and read kind words from friends. Three of them have been particularly supportive. They help me to get back on track. Life is better when my mind is in an upward spiral of growth. Think positively. Your mind controls your world. Nothing you think is objective. You have a choice as to how you interpret everything. Choose wisely because your thoughts lead to your feelings. Your feelings lead to your peace of mind. Your peace of mind is your happiness. Good luck. Wednesday, August 11, 1999 Today is Max Shenker's birthday. Yesterday was Margaret Gurevich's birthday. Two weeks ago today, I attended the wedding of a family friend. Celebrations = fun. Michelle has kindly yelled at me, over the phone and through e-mail, to update my web site. So, she is to blame for dragging me out of my introverted state. :) On Monday, I won two free Snapple's according to the bottle cap of a Snapple I drank. I suspect it costs Snapple more money to process the cap and label I send them than the cost of making two drinks. On Saturday, I went camping with six friends. We went to Cheesequake State Park in New Jersey. Conveniently, the Garden State Parkway drives right through the middle of it. After glancing at the state map, I noticed the highway does the same through a few other state parks. I wonder if that's why it's called the Garden State Parkway. Other than that, I keep busy by working part-time at the local Franklin Covey retail store (more on this later) and redesigning this site (changes will be up in a few weeks). Wednesday, August 18, 1999 What do Medieval Times, a karaoke bar and Central Park have in common? Well, nothing that I know of, except that I went to all three this weekend. A little less than 20 of us went to Medieval Times on Friday to celebrate Maragaret's birthday. The last time I went there was about ten years ago. I enjoyed it more when I was younger, but I remember being just as skeptical of the staged fighting and drama. Although, I did enjoy the challenge of eating with my hands. Yet, eating Indian food with your hands is even more challenging. I was strict with my technique. I made sure to eat with just my right hand. Because, you know, your left hand is used for something else. After Medieval Times we went to a karaoke bar. I didn't sing this time, but one-day I will sing something from The Cure or Depeche Mode. The problem is that I never see a karaoke song list that contains their songs. On Sunday, Central Park was the coolest. Well, Central Park was not that cool, but the Dalai Lama was. He reminds me of Yoda from Star Wars. They talk and laugh the same. I wonder who inspired whom? They even teach the same principles. Seriously, though, there are not enough inspiring mentors around me. I turn to books to find them. I would learn more if somebody were living the principles in front of me. The Dalai Lama is a great example of a sincere and compassionate person. You know how you get that feeling when you hear a speaker talking from the depths of his soul. He was not faking it; he was definitely speaking from deeply embedded experience. I will probably read something he wrote as well as watch Seven Years in Tibet and Kundun. |
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Wednesday, August 25, 1999 According to a recently conducted study, 6% of Internet users fit the profile of an addict. Some survey respondents blamed the Internet for mood swings, lost jobs and wrecked marriages. Some go online to relieve feelings of helplessness, anxiety and depression and are preoccupied with thoughts about the Internet when they are offline. People seem to interpret the study as a sign that technology is ruining lives again. What they do not realize is that the Internet is not the problem, it just allows underlying problems to surface in addicted individuals. I suspect the individuals that are addicted to the Internet, are not addicted to the technology, but to the people with whom they connect. E-mail, chatting, web discussion boards and online diaries can fill some deep human needs. We all need to feel important and understood. By definition that happens when someone listens to us and gives us their time. No, it's not as great as communicating in person, but the Internet is the only place where some people can feel important. I can see how someone who doesn't feel accepted in their job or marriage escapes online to someone who is accepting. Once they connect deeply with someone, of course they think about the Internet when they are offline. The point here is that users aren't obsessed with the Internet, but rather with the person and connection felt when using the Internet. When I view it that way, I am surprised that only 6% of all users fit the profile of an addict. I'm glad that its only 6%, but I could imagine it to be a lot higher. I suspect that at least half of all chatting on the Internet is flirting. It is rather easy to find an interested stranger to flirt with or complain to. For some, that's all they need. Janelle Brown of Salon Magazine takes a closer look at the survey's methodology and other addicts such as gamblers, shoppers and sex fiends. Thursday, August 26, 1999 My friend, Dave Grossman, and I are leaving to the Adirondacks today. We'll be hiking and camping in the High Peaks Region for about five days. I should be back by Tuesday of next week. I will not be near a phone or technology, so please leave a message and I'll get back to you when I reach civilization (unfortunately) again. :) So much for leaving today. Dave and I didn't go because of today's rain and the five-day rain forecast in the Adirondacks. We waited it out, called and learned that the High Peak Region didn't even get any rain today. We are heading out tomorrow at 6am. What is the benefit of losing one day of hiking? Our backpacks are a few pounds lighter. Wednesday, September 8, 1999 I am back, in one piece, from my hiking trip. Let's hope nothing dangerous has bitten me. What Dave and I planned to be a four-night five-day trip turned out to be a two-night three-day trip. We lost the first day to rain. We hiked through some drizzle on Friday. As we reached our campsite, we realized we had enough food for a week. We carried all this unnecessary weight. Oh well, next time we'll know better. We couldn't stay a week because Dave needed to go to law school the following Tuesday. Saturday was grueling. We hiked up (felt more like climbing) about 1100 ft in three hours and then hiked down 1100 ft in about an hour. I had to stop often to catch my breath. My heart rate was 180 beats per minute for most of the hike up. The hike wasn't too hard on it's own, just the extra 40 pounds on my back. To make a long story short, after we reached our second campsite we hung up all our smelly belongings (food, toothpaste, first aid kit and clothes worn while eating) in bear bags. The goal was to keep bears away from us by hanging the bear bags in trees a few hundred feet away from our campsite. Sometime between Saturday night and Sunday morning, bears ate our food. I'm glad they didn't eat us. Although, I would have liked to see them eating our food. So, without any food, we had no choice but to find the shortest and easiest route out of the High Peaks region to head home a day early. Now our backpacks were much lighter. Thursday, September 16, 1999 I watched Seven Years in Tibet and Kundun. I recommend watching Kundun over the former. Brad Pitt was in Seven Years in Tibet. He is not a very deep actor and I didn't enjoy listening to him attempt an Austrian accent. Seven Years in Tibet is more Hollywood and Kundun is more spiritual and probably more accurate. The Dalai Lama helped with the production of Kundun. Webcamstore.com has arrived, well at least a beta version. I helped design WebCamStore.com for three weeks a few months back. I am happy with the progress the site made from when I got there to when I left. Although not ideal, the information architecture is much improved. You will never know what it was like before. You will just have to take my word that it improved. :) Now, why is everyone in the NY and NJ so worried about the rain? Enjoy it. Get wet. Rain is just as necessary as sunshine. Home from school or work? Well, then, rent Kundun. Friday, September 17, 1999 Okay, now I understand why everyone was concerned about the rain. What normally is a four-minute trip to the mall took me 45 minutes today. After I got there, the township close the mall. I can't make telephone calls outside my town. I don't have Internet access. Various parts of town are flooded. River Road is a river road. It would have been more fun if power was out, too. Except for wind and police sirens, it's quiet here. I wonder if it will be like this around January 1, 2000. Thursday, September 23, 1999 Welcome to my new site! I hope you enjoy the new look and content. Finally you can learn about my professional interests and my friends get their faces on my site. In addition to new content, pages will load faster and navigation is easier. Let me know what you think and if you find any problems. I want to take this time to thank many individuals who gave me comments and helped with editing. Thank you Amy Lipman, Dave Grossman, Inna Barmash, Max Shenker, Dick Miller, Andrew Halasz, Karyn Young and David Ottina. I hope I didn't miss anybody. This site would not be what it is without your help and support. Sunday, November 14, 1999 My 18-month excursion is over. Tomorrow is my first day working at "The Onclave." Monday, November 15, 1999 I am working to change my sleeping habits. The challenge now is to get up before 6am and be in bed before 10pm. I know I need to be regular about my sleeping. This regularity extends to the weekend when I will inevitably want to stay up late with friends. We'll see how I deal with that. The National Sleep Foundation provides an overview and detailed tips on how to get a good night's rest. I discovered their tips months ago. They worked for me. Wednesday, November 17, 1999 I am enthralled by The Fountainhead. Ayn Rand wrote a wonderful book. I love the depth of the discussion and the story keeps me hanging on every word. That's important. That's important to me when I commute two and a half to three hours a day. There is little else I can do while driving a car. I can drive in silence. I can listen to the radio, but I don't like to. I can listen to music on CDs or tapes, which I do. I can listen to books on tape, which I do the most. If I had a cell phone, I could communicate with friends, but only on the way home, because few are awake on the way to work. I could also talk to myself, aloud. I enjoying seeing the reactions when I tell people I talk to myself. I find it amazing how social norms have taught us to believe that someone is insane if they talk to themselves. Yet, the logic is simple. Eleven months ago I wrote that expressing a thought in writing develops your thinking further than keeping it inside your head. Something just clicks when a thought crosses that line from your brain to something external. It happens when you write, it happens when you talk (to others and yourself) and it happens when any sort of action is involved. I can't write when I drive, nor can I sketch or act on thoughts outside the realm of driving or pressing the play button. But, I can talk to myself, aloud. Now all I need is a voice recorder to record the drivel inside my head. :) Of course, the idea is not mine. It came to me from a book called What to Say When You Talk to Yourself by Shad Helmstetter. In order to paint an accurate picture, I must add that the author's least concern is talking to yourself aloud. He focuses on the words and thoughts inside your head and how they dictate your actions and beliefs. He helped me understand my internal dialogue (called Self-Talk by the author) and how to change it. I highly recommend it. Oh, I guess I will have to read something Ayn Rand wrote, rather than just listen to it. One day I will succumb and read one of her other colossal books. Friday, November 26, 1999 What the heck is this? |
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Saturday, November 27, 1999 I went to Dave Khantsis' birthday party tonight. I am going to Nelly Podles' birthday party tomorrow. Age is an interesting phenomenon. At random times, I feel a sensation of comfort in knowing that I am growing old with my friends. I find it amazing how long we have stuck together. Yet, we potentially have so many more years together. By the way, if you think my third cousin from Germany is gorgeous, hot or beautiful, keep it to yourself and don't write me about it. :) I spent Sunday to Thursday this week in Princeton, NJ. A co-worker of mine, Todd, went to Argentina so I watched his home and took care of his two cats. His cats like attention and affection. They didn't seem to care if it came from a complete stranger, either. Humans have the same needs, but we are fussier about from whom we get it. I think our behavior is learned. We should unlearn it and be like cats. Monday, November 29, 1999 My e-mail service provider was having trouble with their e-mail systems. I just realized that I did not receive some e-mail sent to me between November 11th and 14th. Please resend any messages you sent to me during that time. Saturday, December 4, 1999 I just ended my third week at Onclave and I love it. How refreshing it is to get up in the morning and do something meaningful. I really enjoy helping other people make their dreams come true. That sentence sounds so touchy feely out of context, but it is true. That's the essence of what we do everyday in a startup. Somebody (and everybody) has a vision and we each bring some piece of the puzzle to the table. We get up everyday and work towards that vision. We gain, inside, by helping our fellow coworkers manifest their ideas into reality. We gain by doing the same with our own ideas. If you work in a group where the ideas, vision and purpose overlap, then you are part of a team who's individual and team happiness and success are uniquely tied to each other. That bond is the essence of synergistic teams. So, why do I love work right now? Because a part of my responsibilities at Onclave is to help the team create that unique bond. In written expression, that bond exists as mission, vision, value and strategy statements. In a non-tangible way, it exists in the relationships, minds and hearts of each employee. I finished The Fountainhead. I loved the ending. There are many critics of Ayn Rand's writing. They complain about the idealistic nature of her characters, about her unrealistic portrayal of society and architecture and her incomplete philosophy. I don't care. The Fountainhead was inspiring, entertaining and thought-provoking. What else do you need? It expressed to me a concept I have been trying hard to learn elsewhere, but couldn't grasp well until I heard this book: the real reward of creation is in the act and journey, not in the awards or results that come after. Sunday, December 12, 1999 I have a friend. He is funny, uninhibited, smart, caring and quite unique. His name is Max and now you too can experience his humor and uniqueness on his personal web site. Monday, December 13, 1999 My friend Leo said that I “take this whole be-part-of-a-startup-family thing way to seriously.” I do not think I take it too seriously. I just think that if I spend 45+ hours a week doing something then I should be doing good things with good people for a good reason. Brigitte said that I express well the nature of working in a startup. Thank you, Brigitte. I went to a Princeton University formal with my friend Inna this past weekend. That was my first formal. In my four years at Lehigh, I never went to one. I was not part of any group that hosted such events and never dated anybody at Lehigh who was (or wasn’t). Wednesday, December 15, 1999 Have you ever felt like you live in a car? I do. Oksana was nice enough to call me last night and inform me that minutes before she saw me on TV. Apparently, I was on a Russian TV station for a few seconds. Last Thursday I helped run an art auction hosted by the Russian Young Leadership division of the UJA (United Jewish Appeal) in New York. We raised some decent money for charities. The Sunday before we hosted a Hanukah party for underprivileged children in Brooklyn. Oksana said that is what they talked about. I had no idea I would be on TV. Cool. Thursday, December 16, 1999 A few years ago, I discovered the term "shovelware." The media used it to describe content on the Internet that was originally created for another form of media. For example, magazine companies rushed to place their archives of articles and pictures online. Shovelware generally had a negative connotation because the underlying belief was that content created for the Internet is more appropriate than content created for print, TV or radio. Well, the reality is that content that is and isn't shovelware has utility. So, I would like to introduce my own shovelware. I recently found papers, stories and other things I have written during my high school years. I decided to bless you with the opportunity to experience them. Each shovel (assuming a shovel holds one piece of content) reminds me of how I was. With that in mind I have commented on why and how they were written and what I learned from reading them now, years later. The first entry into my shovelware library is called Facsimile. Facsimile is a parody of J.D. Salinger's Catcher in the Rye. I created my own story, but tried to write it in the same annoying way he wrote. I think I succeeded. I was annoyed when I read Facsimile. I wrote Facsimile for a tenth grade English assignment in 1992. My friends recently enjoyed reading it. I think you might, too. Monday, December 20, 1999 Saturday night my friends and I realized why people are so nice during Christmas Day. First, we thought it might be because they get presents. Then we thought it might be because they give presents. It isn’t either. We think its because they spent so much time being rude, impatient and obnoxious shoppers. After expending all that negative energy and the relief of shopping being over, they don’t have a choice but to balance their behavior by being polite, patient and kind for one day in the spirit of Christmas. Wednesday, December 22, 1999 Nobody found the timely death of Q spooky? Desmond Llewelyn, Q from the James Bond series, died in a car crash (link from Jen Kitchen) on Sunday, December 19. In The World Is Not Enough, his lines allude to this movie being his last Bond movie. He said something like “always have an out.” They even introduced a character to replace him. I am heading to Vermont with Amy this coming weekend to chill with Amir, his sister and friends. It should be fun and cold. Next Tuesday I am going to CamWorld’s Holiday Meeting in New York City. I look forward to meeting other people that write these online journals and weblogs. Oh yeah, for those of you who thought I was special, think again. There are hundreds, soon to be thousands and eventually many more who maintain online journals and weblogs. Friday, December 24, 1999 We are in Vermont! The drive took us about five hours, with a half-hour gas and food break. We listened to Dave Matthews, Gipsy Kings and Björk. During my next karaoke visit, I want to sing Matthews' "Ants Marching." Last time I snowboarded was January 1995. I stopped snowboarding because I stopped enjoying it. It felt like a project to drive far to a good ski resort, put on gear, pay money and spend time sitting on a lift so I can cover the same distance on the way down in one tenth of the time. Plus, I was never in good enough shape to excel past an East coast black diamond skier. We will see what this weekend brings. Last night I went to a wedding. My friend, Ilya Grinberg, married a wonderful woman named Regina. Non-religious individuals would call the event a religious Jewish wedding. I had a wonderful time dancing with "just" men. See, I am so used to dancing with females that I didn't think it would be fun with males. Well, last night I realized the happy energy of the event combined with the movements of dance was more than enough to make it fun. Traditionally, the guests are supposed to entertain the bride and groom. So, for much of the time, guests took turns engaging in fancy and funny dances, while the newlyweds participated or watched. I would love to make guests entertain me during my wedding. :) |
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Wednesday, December 29, 1999 Oh boy, what have I become? Thursday, December 30, 1999 This week was fun. Vermont was great! I enjoyed getting away from the daily routine of home-to-work-and-back life. I did enjoy snowboarding, although I mildly sprained my wrist and knocked myself dizzy a few times. I think I will snowboard again this season. The backyard of the private house we rented was a frozen lake. We went hiking and some of my friends ice-skated. I even got a chance to make pancakes and (many thin pieces of food that were supposed to be) waffles for everybody. Thanks go out to Amy and Anna for helping me poison my friends. I went back to work on Tuesday. We are making progress. I think it is a challenge to get the core of everyone’s vision out of their heads and into words in a way that we can all understand, analyze and combine them. Most people have fears of getting to the core of their vision. Sometimes we learn that when we finally express our vision that it isn’t that great or well thought out. Anyway, I am glad I am part of this stage. We are also developing personas as recommended by Alan Cooper in The Inmates are Running the Asylum. Tuesday night, I went to the Camworld gathering at the Caribe restaurant in Manhattan. I met a few other people who write on their own sites. You can see a list of attendees at Cam’s site. I was curious to meet other people that write their thoughts on their web site for the world to see. What kind of person does it take to do that? Well, these days, it really doesn’t take any kind of person. The technical constraints have been overcome with tools like Blogger. The pioneers who have come before us have helped us overcome the fear and uncertainty. If you have something to say, nothing is stopping you, but yourself. Of course, whatever you create still has to be useful, entertaining and worth reading. Well, that is if you want people to read it. Speaking of quality writing and linking, I’m finding obvious patterns to the quality of writing I put here. When I sleep well, manage my time well and don’t feel overwhelmed I actually write good stuff. But, when something is unbalanced, like my work or personal life, then that affects the quality of my writing in some way. Therefore, what I write and even when I do or do not write communicates more to you then just the words I write. After the Camworld gathering I had some steamed milk and honey at a coffee shop near Columbia University with my recruiter. I wonder if I will ever stop calling her "my recruiter." She hooked me up with Onclave and did a great job with other interviews, too. So, great recruiters do exist; they are just rare. Ironically, she is the only one I have ever worked with. If you are a great candidate looking for a new media job in Silicon Alley, check out Silicon Alley Connections. Friday, December 31, 1999 I am taking my Webcams down now to move them to the New Year's Eve party. They should be back up at 9 PM with live images from Dave's house. We will probably update images every one or two minutes and allow you to see all the images taken during the night. If you will be on-line, you are welcome to watch our party as it is going on. Hopefully, electricity, phone lines, the Internet and my ISP will all be working. I may be asking too much. So, tonight is the night we've been talking about for way too long. I don't feel like anything bad will happen, but some things will at random places. But, technology won't be the main cause, human behavior and shortsightedness will. People will interpret anything negative as worse than it is. For example, my friend Amir works with former AT&T employees. His coworkers had a lot to do with the telephone network and understand how it works. They said telephones aren't used by most of the population at once, and in fact, the telephone system is designed to handle only 2-3% of the population. So, tonight, when everybody tries to pick up the phone at the same time to see if it's working, the system won't be able to send everybody a dial tone. People might interpret this to mean that all phones stopped working, when in fact, they are working, just not at that moment for you. So, let us be conservative tonight and laugh at everyone else's shortsighted responses. Then we might come to realize how shortsighted we are everyday of every year. Images from the party are live. The webcam page will redirect you to the party webcams automatically. Saturday, January 1, 2000 Happy New Year! The party is over and it went well. A few minutes after midnight all the power went out in the house. People were screaming and laughing. We were happy something finally happened. Well, that was until we realized that someone went into the garage and flipped off the power switches. So, as far as I can tell, nothing bad happened. What a disappointment, no? I think most of us were expecting something. Maybe Monday we will learn of some business blunders. My friends and I will find the best images from the webcast and put them on-line this weekend. If you had a chance to watch, thanks for visiting. Monday, January 3, 2000 I like this: "God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference."I Ask(ed) Jeeves who to attribute and got a good answer. I am staying in Princeton until Thursday and taking care of my coworker's cats. The two-minute walk to work will help me keep my sanity. Marina took great pictures from last week's Vermont trip. Max scanned, cropped and put the pictures on his web site. Tuesday, January 4, 2000 What a life the cats I am taking care of live. They sleep, they eat, and they go outside, play and get dirty. They come inside, eat, clean themselves, clean me, nap, walk all over my papers, sniff my food, step all over my laptop, chase the mouse cursor on my screen, rub themselves against the corner of my laptop screen, drink some water, walk all over me, leave hair all over my clothes, eat and then go back to sleep. No wonder they are blissful animals. I read a feature last night in Civilization magazine about Buddhism taking over the west. I learned that the book I just read, Ethics for the New Millennium, was a NY Times top seller for nine weeks and second on the top business books list for six weeks. The book is currently fifth on the business list. I didn't expect it considering the book is 1) about responsible and ethical behavior and 2) written by The Dalai Lama. For those of you traveling in and around New Jersey on a bus or train, NJ Transit's schedules might be a useful bookmark. Saturday, January 8, 2000 Thursday night I met with Nazir. He is from Singapore and a close friend of Alina’s. In the summer of 1998, I visited Alina and South East Asia for six weeks. I flew, by myself, to spend time with Alina and her friends and family. I have not been back since. In fact, lately I have not been thinking or talking about the experience much. Until I had dinner with Nazir, I thought it was a dream. When he came and we started talking about everyone I met, the feelings involved and the things we did, my dream came back to life again. See, the trip was my experience. Nobody in this country shared it with me. I left, I lived and I came back. There are no restaurants, malls, or people to remind me. I have pictures and writing, but nothing significant to make the feelings from the experience come back. I have to work harder to remember, at least, until someone real comes and triggers my emotions. I will go back one day. Wednesday, January 12, 2000 You know what else I liked about Vermont? Well, most of the time, I am in the same place with the same people. Sometimes I am in the same place with new people and sometimes in a new place with new people. Yeah, yeah, so what’s the big deal? Usually, my friends and I spend time together at parties and dinners. By going to Vermont, we moved from same people same place to same people new place and this time we had to live together. We had to shop and cook together. We had to ski together. We even had to hike together. Believe me, hiking together was difficult. There were individuals with different experience levels. There were individuals in completely different shape. We left late so we were rushing to be done before sundown. In the past, I learned from experienced hikers to walk single file, to be quiet and to leave nature as it was before I came. I imposed my learning on fellow hikers even though I knew they never learned the same thing. Well, I did not actually do any imposing. This was just my own internal struggle. Eventually I let go. I let go of my expectations. I always have a better time when I let go of my expectations. In the case of the whole Vermont trip, it was easy. I was so busy working that I didn’t have much time to set any expectations. I told Max long ago (and I only remember because of what he said back to me--thank you Max), disappointment is just missed expectations. When I am conscious of it, I don’t wallow in my disappointment. I examine my expectations. Thursday, January 13, 2000 Here is another shovel of shovelware. During my high school years, I chatted a lot on the computer. I wrote about it in college. I think "Addicted to Chat" entertains and reveals my past chatting motivations. Saturday, January 15, 2000 A Lehigh classmate, Chris Stengel, is visiting Fair Lawn tonight. We are going to have a little gathering at my house with Amy, Anna, Marina, Dave Grossman, Dave Tiomkin, Max and others. Chris told me he wanted to see Fair Lawn (not that there is much to see) and to finally meet "everybody you write about on your web site." |
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Wednesday, January 19, 2000 I went to the funeral of my friend's grandmother on Sunday. At the funerals I have been to someone speaks about the life of the deceased. I think the speaker works hard before the funeral to learn about the person who died to paint a positive light on the deceased's life. I always get teary-eyed or cry during that speech. But, what really bothers me is that I have to wait for someone to die to hear his or her amazing story. Everybody has a unique and touching story. Apparently, I was (and am) related to amazing people and I had no clue. Only at their funerals did I learn about their unique talents and lifelong struggles. It is my fault I don't take the time to get to know the special part of people. I have been surprised many times before when I saw straight to the deep core of my friends and relatives. I believe that everyone has a sensitive and beautiful core. But, I have to drop preconceived notions to see it. When I succeed at that simple task, then that day is beautiful. Why? Because I am beautiful and I have a sensitive and beautiful core, too. How pretentious of me. Well, I wouldn't be able to experience any one else's beauty if I didn't have my own. Duh! Sunday, January 23, 2000 I'm happy. Amy baked me cookies. Tuesday, January 25, 2000 I wanted to drive to Princeton this morning, but the snow kept me in Fair Lawn. Maybe I'll drive down later tonight. Inna is letting me stay in her Princeton dorm room until she comes back from break.
A while ago, my friend Senya told me of a study Deepak Chopra did with two sets of rabbits. Experimenters fed both sets of rabbits with food that was full-of-fat and rather unhealthy. On that food, they predicted the rabbits could live about a month. The difference in the two sets of rabbits was how they were fed. With the first set, they threw food in each rabbit's cage. With the second set, they sat and held each rabbit while petting and hand-feeding them the same food as the first set. It turned out the first set of rabbits died in two weeks. The second set, that received all that holding and affection, lived for months. The study tells me how much affection and intention change digestion. So, since I don't think cookies are a healthy breakfast, I'm hoping that because I felt as though I was eating an expression of love, I did my body good. :) Around 1 PM this afternoon, the snowplow finally came and cleaned our street. It seems our street is cleaned at the whim of the drivers of the snowplow. I think since a dead-end street is not on the path to another street, the drivers sometimes forget to clean it. Nevertheless, they did today.
Now I think the stock will correct itself. Once they learn that I designed this thing and how it was implemented, they'll realize there aren't enough servers in the world to handle the load that using DFC requires. I will visit OurBeginning.com during and after the Super Bowl to see what happens. Las Vegas Weekly interviewed me for an article about webcams. The author quoted me about why I like having a personal site. I'll Show You Mine is the title of the article; you need to look a few paragraphs below the picture of me to see my quote. The fundraising group I volunteer for is hosting a comedy night fundraiser this Thursday. If you are in the area, I invite you to come enjoy yourself and support a good cause. Here is the information: Young Leadership of the Russian Division of the UJA-Federation of New York presents Comedy Night Live II Thursday, January 27, 2000 at 8:00 PM130 East 59th Street New York City Ballroom, 2nd Floor Featuring comics seen on The David Letterman Show, The Tonight Show, Comedy Central, HBO and Top NYC Clubs Cover is $20 and there will be a Cash Bar For more information call (212) 836-1537 * All proceeds will go to the UJA-Federation of New York Thursday, January 27, 2000 Comedy Night was fun. Two friends of mine showed up, but they found out about it on their own. Nobody showed up from my invitations via e-mail and my web site. Go figure. What was I expecting? :) Do you think we each have an unlimited amount of creative energy? I feel as though there is a fixed amount of creative thinking, synthesis and expression that I can do in a day. I wonder how journalists do it everyday. By the way, if on one of my webcams you see a picture of the other webcam, then blame my father. He doesn't like the camera pointed at him while he uses my computer. That is fine with me. The problem is he doesn't turn it back so you can stare at my bookcase instead of the other camera (since the bookcase is more interesting than the camera). Speaking of my webcams, the first time I skimmed the Las Vegas Weekly article in which I was included, I missed something. Amy brought my attention to what Bingo Barnes wrote: "While some make a conscious effort to try to forget about the camera's presence, it's impossible to forget you're being watched. Freydenson says that while he has become less concerned with his appearance, weird ticks, or hand movements, he plays on the fact that his hands often find their way near his nose, but not into it. He always catches himself before the mining expedition takes place. It has now become a game for his fans to try to screen capture images of him picking his nose. Some have gotten close, but so far, no gold."I had no idea that was going on. Monday, January 31, 2000 I would like to write more on this site. But, work is moving quickly in to production mode so I need to spend more time there, especially if I want quality to be important. I need to do important but not urgent work before urgency becomes dominating. I already don't give the time I need and want to personal e-mail. Those constraints combined with me trying to write something of substance and interest every time makes for few entries here. So, let's talk about snow and commuting. I drove without listening to music or tapes today. Today my commute was more fun than usual because of the snow on my car. My windows were clear of snow, but the rest of my car wasn't. I liked watching the snow on the hood of my car fly in to the air while sometimes smacking into my windshield and land on the ground behind me. Sometimes I would accelerate and make sharp turns just to get the snow off my hood. What I liked the most, though, was watching snow from the tops of cars in front of me fly into the air and glide towards my windshield. I challenged myself not to blink or skip a heartbeat while this significant (yet harmless) object flies at me and breaks on my windshield. And at one point, I had to slam on my breaks and all the snow from my roof slid onto my windshield. Then the wipers pushed it to the sides (surprise!). A few minutes after that, I noticed this block of ice jammed on the right side of my windshield. It was sliding up and down with the wipers. The edge of the wiper would push up, and then gravity would pull it down. The edge of the wiper would push up, and then gravity would pull it down. The edge of the wiper would push up, and then gravity would pull it down and so on. Eventually, I managed to stop its hypnotizing effect on me by accelerating while the wiper pushed it up which caused it to slide on to my roof and off my car. I'm clever. Snow on my car and the laws of physics amuse me on the way to work. Does reading this amuse you? Friday, February 4, 2000 We each have a unique purpose and passion in our lives. The work we give our heart to is a unique expression of ourselves. We all search to find what this expression is and a livable way to do it. Joining an Internet startup is an invitation to those of us looking to find and work our passion. It is a misleading invitation. The promise of an Internet startup is the modern equivalent to the Holy Grail. I suspect most people do not find their passion in such a startup, particularly when joining others' startups. Startup opportunities will always seem promising, yet the industry is learning. But, what's wrong? What's wrong is that we look to risk, adrenaline, IPOs, long hours, self-sacrifice and rushing to nowhere important because we really don't know what our life's passion is. I don't know what mine is. Tuesday, February 8, 2000 I read something amusing today in an Internet World article about web personalization: "When you ask somebody for a lot of personal information, you have the right to expect that they're actually going to use that information." He [Harley Manning] recounts some research by Forrester colleague Paul Hagen. According to Manning, Hagen registered at the online drugstore PlanetRX and indicated in his profile that he was allergic to aspirin.Some web designers do have life and death responsibilities. Wednesday, February 9, 2000 Ahhhhhhh, a two-minute drive to work today... I stayed at the Princeton University dorms last night. It was like being back in college. About an hour after falling asleep, I heard loud ringing. I woke up surprised and try to shut off the clock radio, but it wouldn't go off. Inna proceeded to tell me it was the fire alarm, not the clock radio. I rushed to put my own clothes on (after grabbing her jeans first) and went outside to wait with other college students in freezing weather. Ten minutes later we were let back in and I went to sleep. When we are born, we do it alone. When we die, we do that alone. The following lyrics have been in my head lately: One is the loneliest numberThose lyrics are from a song by Aimee Mann called One. I first heard it in Magnolia, which I've seen twice already. Amy gave me the soundtrack and I must say, the music and movie are inseparable. I highly recommend you see it. Magnolia is so extensive that everyone gets something different out of it. Everything we see on the screen is a reflection of our fears and hopes. Magnolia pulls our emotions out of us, which makes watching it an intense experience. Thursday, February 10, 2000 I am learning a new web development environment for work today. The tutorial instructed me to write something to demonstrate a feature. This is what came out of my head: Liberty and freedom, there is a difference between the two, but most people don't know what it is.I just thought I’d share that with you. After further research, I learned that dictionaries don't agree with me, but I think among "spiritual literature," that is the view. By the way, a new Cure CD called Bloodflowers is being released on Tuesday. Friday, February 11, 2000 Please excuse my unclear writing; yes, technically, we are not born alone (we have a mother) and we don’t necessarily die alone. However, you and I are the one doing the dying and borning. :) Michael Morgan wrote to inform me that One sung by Aimee Mann was actually "written by Harry Nilsson and recorded by a band called Three Dog Night." I found that a group called Filter also recorded the song on the X-Files Movie Soundtrack. Tonight I’m heading into PA to chill with Amy at a Bed&Breakfast not far from Lehigh University. In fact, I plan on giving a Lehigh tour to Amy. We’ll make sure to visit my favorite lunch and dinner places. That would be Goosey Gander II for lunch and oh geez, I forgot the name of the Indian food place off-campus for dinner. |
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Sunday, February 13, 2000 Amy and I got back from Glasbern today. We had lots of fun, rest, relaxation, bad movies and too much food. I highly recommend Glasbern, which started out as a Bed & Breakfast, but has become more like a Country Inn. Thanks go out to Ron Ticho for the recommendation. By the way, Nawab is the Indian restaurant we ate at near Lehigh. The food quality isn't that great, but that's where I learned to master the north Indian menu. I have a loyalty to Nawab, although, my favorite tall waiter that always remembered my name (as Ewon) is no longer there. Oh, and I brought home two pounds of garlic pepper turkey from The Goose. That turkey is part of my favorite Goosey sandwich called the "New New New." I ate that sandwich while chatting with a friend I haven't spoken to in way too long. The following was part of an e-mail I received Saturday from Intelihealth: Optimism And LongevityNow, how does one move from pessimism to optimism? One can dedicate a life of study and self-analysis to the transition or one can get it over with and make the transition without a life-long dedication. As Nike says, Just do it. I like that phrase. Just do it. Monday, February 14, 2000 The turkey went over well with my co-workers. I want to find a way to get some without driving to Lehigh. I get this weird pleasure from feeding other people. I think I inherit that from my mom. I find it inspiring to create for others the stuff that enables them to live, breath and smile. I like writing here. Lately my entries have been spurring discussion over e-mail with my friends. That is meaningful to me. I like sharing part of myself and hearing of a connection with one of you. Although, I do not get a chance to instantly respond to everything, I think we both benefit from the exchange. I'm investigating effective ways to enable you to share that expression with others in addition to me, a la Max's philosophical discussions or other ways. Maybe you should consider creating a place on the Internet to share your thoughts, latest links and unique perspective on yourself and the world. I think the best tool to date for doing that is Blogger. Blogger doesn't work on its own, you still need to find a place to store your site like Geocities, Tripod or AOL Hometown. Michal Wallace and I have briefly discussed over e-mail how to be more productive and coax ourselves into productive states of mind. Well, he's done most of the discussing, I've just been giving food for thought. He wrote up some of his thoughts in coding in flow, part II. Oh, and Happy Valetine's Day! Would you believe this is the first year I have an official valentine that happens to be my girlfriend, lives in the same hemisphere as me and is raised in the same religion? Tuesday, February 15, 2000 The most important factor in choosing a girlfriend in this new Internet age is writing talent. Let me tell you, you'll be exchanging just as many emails with her as phone calls, if not more. If you find one that can write... ecstasy in email! By the way, I'm staying in Princeton tonight. In fact, I'm sleeping in the same building I work in. No, it's not the typical work-like-mad-startup experience (yet). I work in a house. :) Wednesday, February 16, 2000 More pictures from our Vermont trip, courtesy of Amir (where did you get that picture of me?--put your mouse over 'friends'). Friday, February 18, 2000 I'm looking for two tickets to the Cure concert at the Roseland Ballroom on Monday, February 28, 2000. Yes, I like The Cure. Saturday, February 19, 2000 EBay removed my auction requesting two tickets to the Cure concert. Not like it matters, plenty of individuals have now put up auctions of tickets. Legally, you are not allowed to sell tickets above the face value. So, what is the loophole? People are selling a Cure CD or poster to go with the tickets so they can claim the extra money is for that extra item. The bad thing about linking to EBay is that the auctions end and soon after the links become useless. When driving, have you ever turned right at a green light and then seen the red light for the cars going in the perpendicular direction and think, "Woops, did I just run a red light?" Monday, February 21, 2000 I haven't had any luck finding affordable Cure tickets. My friend Chris recommended I try to get some at the door the day of the concert. He also told me The Cure will be on Conan O'Brien the 29th of February. I would venture the idea that your life's passion should be your work is as old as the word "work." Peter Merholz found an interview with Richard Saul Wurman, the man who coined the term "Information Architect" before I was born. In that interview Richard says: "The term 'work' to me is a pejorative term. If you have to do something you don't like it's called work. Ditch diggers do work. You do work, work, work so you can take a vacation. So vacation and work have become opposites. As opposed to the idea that work is joy. As a designer, I think that the big design problem is designing your life. And if that's what you mean by hobby and that's what I mean by hobby, then my work is a collection of hobbies and things I want to do, that's part of designing your life."Valentine's Day 2000 has come and gone, but I haven't heard a word in the media about e-commerce flower sites' inabilities to fulfill orders for Monday, February 14. I tried to order flowers from FTD, Proflowers.com and 1-800-Flowers.com. I thought these sites would take the orders and send the instructions to local florists who would deliver the flowers to happy girl. Well, they don't do that, instead they take the order, prepare the flowers on their own and ship them via FedEx or some other carrier. Since Valentine's Day fell on a Monday this year and they wanted to ensure the freshness of the flowers, two of the sites I tried refused to deliver on Monday and one asked for an extra ten dollars to do it. All three recommended I ship for Saturday so happy girl could enjoy the flowers for the whole weekend. Of course, I wanted my flowers to arrive on the right day so all of happy girl's coworkers could gawk. I proudly gave my business to a local florist that I found on Bigbook after I skipped all the promotions recommending I use the big sites for my flower needs. Didn't anybody notice that problem besides me? I think a lot about the experience readers' of my web site have. The saying: "beauty is in the eye of the beholder," sums it up. When you read what I write, you control meaning and interpretation while I only slightly influence it. After you have developed an internal interpretation of my writing, your mind moves to the next steps. Most likely judgment, acceptance, rejection, contemplation or laughter occur after reading. That would be a hopeful response, as opposed to indifference. :) That leads to a few realizations. I don't have control over your past, biases or point of view. Therefore, I don't have complete control over what you think of me. Sometimes I catch myself wanting to write something personal, but hesitating because of how you might interpret it and judge me. But, why care? It doesn't matter in the end. I could build up that fear forever and never express myself. You may judge and reject, but if I don't try you may never contemplate or laugh either. All who express take that risk. (Thanks brig for writing the inspiration for this expression.) Tuesday, February 22, 2000 Even Jakob Neilsen thinks work isn't a separate part of our life: "But why is it bad to integrate work life and home life? On the contrary, one could argue that it is an unhealthy deviation from human nature to designate a special location as the 'office' and insist that all work take place there. In most of human history, people lived and worked in the same location and work efforts and leisure activities were intertwined. The need to have assembly line workers report to a central factory to crank out Model Ts is the only reason we temporarily had the notion of work being a separate part of life. Industrial era concept."Todd, a coworker at Onclave, told me that having a girlfriend that can write is a double-edged sword. Apparently, when a relationship ends with writer, there is all sorts of inspiration for her to write. She could write vicious letters, bitter poetry and maybe even a vengeful song. Great. A lot of people say they never like hearing bad news. I don't think that's true. Tonight I heard about some difficulties a friend is having in her relationship. I know it's not very nice or compassionate, but part of me felt good hearing it. I wish the best for my friend, but sometimes it's good to hear about another's trouble because it reminds you that you're doing something right. Tonight, I got reminded not to take for granted some of the good that I have. We need that feeling more often than we usually get it. Though, I should probably find a way to feel that way without having to think of or hear about bad situations. Wednesday, February 23, 2000 Dancing is safe sex. Thursday, February 24, 2000 My Internet Service Provider had security problems for the last two days. My computer wasn't able to update the webcam images and I wasn't able to tell you about it. It was a weird phenomenon to actually have the urge to write something and not be able to share it with you. Usually, I have the technical ability to share, but I lack something I think is worth sharing. |
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Friday, February 25, 2000 Yes, I love to dance. :) Steve found the perfect auction demonstrating how to legally sell tickets above face value on the Internet. The current bid for a "Bic ball point pen (blue ink)" is $172.50. The pen comes with a free ticket to The Cure concert. Saturday, February 26, 2000 It's turns out last month a Lehigh student and alum were both on "Who wants to be a millionaire?" one day apart. Both walked away with some money and both are members of Psi Upsilon fraternity. Go Lehigh! More positive-is-better research: "If you harbor feelings of hopelessness, you may be at higher risk for high blood pressure than people with a more positive outlook," from InteliHealth. Monday, February 28, 2000 Brig ordered noise canceling headphones. According to Sony, the headphones’ circuit "senses outside noise with built-in microphones and sends an equal-but-opposite canceling signal to the headphones." Don't you find it strange that we have to to create noise to cancel out noise? The headphones even have a "Hot Line Switch" so you can press a button to interrupt the drowning of external noise long enough to hear your coworker say something to you. It sounds like a good way to decrease unnecessary interruptions by creating blocks to communication. To talk to you, someone not only has to get your attention and stop your train of thought, but now they make you push a button, too. Kind of like granting permission: "your words may now enter my ears." Speaking of noise, what do you know about noise pollution? I often hear people say (and even say it myself): "Do you feel comfortable telling me about this?" But, does anyone ever say: "Do you feel comfortable listening to me say this?" Friday, March 3, 2000 We need the equivalent of car blinkers for human bodies. Monday, March 6, 2000 I think my friend, Oksana, looks like Andie MacDowell, but I need to find a better picture of Oksana to show it. Oksana, send me something. Today is Max's first day at work. Amy asked me why "We need the equivalent of car blinkers for human bodies." I think it would be useful if people had a visual indicator that said, "Woah, watch out, something is wrong with me, stay away, I'm in a bad mood," or "I may explode at any moment," or "I'm treading on sensitive ground, the person I'm talking to or thinking about (e.g. the car in front of me) isn't behaving in a predictable manner and that's going to affect my ability to do the same." Wednesday, March 8, 2000 When I woke up this morning I felt as though yesterday was ages ago. I had interesting dreams last night, too. I was giving hugs to and feeling compassion for old college roomates and friends. I think that I have been out of touch too much and that's a sign for me to reconnect with a few. A phrase that gets repeated in my head lately: "Rest in the nature of alaya." I just realized the words slut and lust use the same four letters. It's not enough that we have to worry about Repetitive Strain Injuries, now there is Computer Vision Syndrome. I planned on going snowboarding this past weekend at Ski Windham. I brought my Airwalk boots with me and was ready to rent a board when they told me they only have hard bindings. So, instead trying to board with their boots and bindings, I rented myself some snowblades. I like them a lot better than skiing. I think snowblading is the least physically demanding downhill snow sport. But, I will be going back to snowboarding. A fundamental rule: if it's not clear in the designer's head, it won't be clear in the design. I've starting running again (yes, I stopped for a while) and now I've found another motivating reason. If one of these guys grabs my cellphone (yeah, I succumbed and got one) I'll be able to catch them and take them down. Or maybe it's a blessing and I'll let them have it. (link found via Weblog Nation) Thursday, March 9, 2000 I heard about the South by Southwest conference last year. This year I thought everybody was going except for me. Now, I'm happy to say that I'm going, too. Woohoo! Onclave is sending my coworker Todd and me to Austin, TX from Saturday to Wednesday. There are definitely things going on there that are work related. If you will be there and want to hook up or invite me to a party :) then drop me a line. I'll be staying at the Holiday Inn (which I was told is close to the conference center). Someone (who wants to remain anonymous) pointed me to a site I never knew existed. In case you were considering getting busy with a youngin' you should probably check out AgeOfConsent.com (warning: the site's advertising links to Adult toys). You can find the laws for US states, abroad and for travelers between countries. I didn't know it, but it turns out there are different age requirements for hetero and same-sex relationships. Amy: "Who needs money when you have kisses?" Sunday, March 12, 2000 I'm enjoying my time in Texas. I'm taking pictures and keeping notes. I want to share them with you, but it's time consuming to edit, crop and write good stuff. I can hardly find any time to get on a computer between sleep, eating, work, conference sessions and parties. Woe is me! :) However, something will be up soon... Meanwhile, check out pictures from pb and comments from bradlands and Matt Haughey. Wednesday, March 15, 2000 I am home. Sleep is the only thing on my mind besides reruns of the SXSW marathon I ran the last four days. The cameras are fixed as of now. My ISP was having problems (again) and I couldn't fix it from Texas. Friday, March 17, 2000 My parents out out dancing and partying at a Russian restaurant with friends and relatives. I'm heading out the door to join them. But, first, let me share an article Alina found: Kenyan women protest at drinking dens, demand sex. I'm so not dressed for the snow today. I'm still in Austin-clothes mode. I was sporting my blogger t-shirt earlier, but it's too cold now.
Last night I had dinner and tea with Amir and Inna. Amir got a Canon QV-3000ex, a new digital camera that came out this week. Here is the damage from last night. While you look at those pictures, I'm going to work on some others. |
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Monday, March 20, 2000 Amy has a P fetish! That’s right, she has a P fetish. Every time she sees any, she has to play with them. She does it when we're alone, but she’ll even do it in front of her family. I wanted to keep it a secret, but I can’t anymore. I got a camera and caught her in action. Shhhh, don't tell her. When I was in Singapore I took a few pictures of toilets. Well, not the kind I'm used to, but the ones that look like holes in the ground. I was randomly browsing and found "How to use a Japanese style toilet" from Jejune.net. I'm still cracking up from it. Continuing on the toilet theme, "A Woman's Guide on How to Pee Standing" (via brig). I've always said that was possible. I first heard about it in high school on Z100's Love Phones, which they no longer do. A Z100 caller said she had her pants tailored so her zipper opened lower to allow her to pee standing. At work, we are nearing the end of Phase 1 of development. The deadline is Wednesday, so working on my SXSW trip journal has been delayed. Meanwhile, take a look at Abdul's (the high-tech teddy bear) adventures at SXSW 2000. Tuesday, March 21, 2000 Overheard this morning: "I figure I can read the menu as long as I eat at home," in reference to flirting with another girl when you have a significant other at home. Oksana informed me of the Russian way to say it: "If I'm on a diet, it doesn't mean I can't look at the menu." Wednesday, March 22, 2000 I'm working late and staying over in Princeton, again. I did the same on Monday night. But, on Monday night there was a Purim party on Princeton University's campus. Inna's klezmer band, The Klez Dispensers was playing. Chris joined me. I think it was his first Purim party and the first time he's held a gragger.
Friday, March 24, 2000 I went to another bris this morning. I made sure not to stand where I could see the action. I cringe when I hear the baby cry at the moment of snip-snip. I'll try to be conscious during my own son's bris, assuming I have at least one son. I don't want to add to all the negative information about DSL on the Internet, but I don't want to be quiet about it either. I placed an order with Flashcom the first week of February. On February 7th, I received on a confirmation via e-mail that my order was processed and a $100 deposit was taken from my credit card. So it's been 46 days and I still haven't heard a peep from Flashcom. I called them up an hour ago. They have been trying to cancel my order. They flipped the sequence of two credit card numbers. Nobody called me. The order just sat there. Hopefully, I won't have to wait another 47 days to get it installed. On the other hand, my brother ordered Bell Atlantic Infospeed DSL last week and he is already using it. I should have called Flashcom much sooner. They'll be hearing from me at least twice a week until I get it installed. I sometimes feel like my parents are younger than me in head and heart years. Tuesday, March 28, 2000 I think I'm starting to get it. I'm not supposed to judge them, label them, make them last longer or rush them away. I'm just supposed to make friends with them. Yeah, that's it, just make friends with them. Excuse me while I go make friends with my feelings. Wednesday, March 29, 2000 Ahhhh, there is nothing like fresh waffles topped with strawberries, banana and real maple syrup for breakfast. I'm on vacation. Well, not really. I'm working everyday, but Amy and my parents went on vacation. Not together, but to different places. Amy is in Mexico and my parents are in the Dominican Republic. So, I'm on vacation from them. Nice coincidence, isn't it? I would prefer that they went away at different times. Then Amy and I could have played house for a week. Still, it's nice to have the house to myself. I blast music, eat and sleep when I want without concern for others. I even leave the lights on in rooms I'm not in. You would think I would walk naked from the shower to my bedroom, but I don't out of habit. Breakfast and living alone is great, but I need to go wash the dishes now. I've been checking Sarah's website like five times a day everyday for the last week. I'm waiting for her SXSW 2000 report, but she keeps delaying it. Maybe the pressure of a link will get her to put it up sooner. Come on girl, I know life in Hawaii is slow, but... Thursday, March 30, 2000 At work, we spend a lot of time dealing with taxonomies or simply categorizing information. An example of a popular taxonomy is Yahoo’s categories for information on the Internet.
Earlier today, Alina pointed me to Singapore’s new local street directory. The street directory is a useful service created mainly for residents to But, what caught my attention was the "Entertainment" category. Apparently, the best way to define entertainment in Singapore is with "Night Clubs" and "Escorts." Wednesday, April 5, 2000 Woo hoo, I just ran about 2 miles around Princeton and Carnegie Lake. That was my first run around this area. All good, except the fumes from the trucks and cars on Washington Rd. I crashed at the office last night. We're working on some good stuff to show the investment folk. Weird, I just ran in nice ~50 degree weather and now it's snowing. This past Monday, Amy and I celebrated our one year anniversary. We were being rather playful. I spent the night talking in a Singlish (Singapore and English) accent, while sometimes shifting to Indian. She was making animal noises between dinner and the movie. In fact, for a while she sounded like this chicken. Michelle caught a picture from my webcam today and she captioned it: "Word to your mom!" ![]() It looks like Lehigh University students have sex on their minds. I used to feel like I missed out. Thursday, April 6, 2000 Yesterday was another long day and late night at work... We're making lots of progress and it's cool to see something usable and real (in virtual world) come together from what used to be just in your head a few months back. Per, who I work with, is one hot coder. He's fast, he juggles many things well and he stops additions and tweaks to the product so the schedule isn't affected. I respect that behavior (as that is his role), although it is sometimes annoying to designers. But hey, it is more important to be respected than liked. Although, that's not the case with Per, because I like him, too. Oh, I stayed at work again last night, unexpectedly. That means you will see me on the webcam wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Do not be alarmed; odor does not transfer well over the Internet. Yet. |
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Friday, April 7, 2000 I said I would be calling every week, right? I called again today. Apparently, Flashcom still hasn't processed my order although that's not what the company representative I spoke to last week told me. Life is too short to get upset about this stuff. So, we need to catch up. Yeah, you and me. Last weekend was a lot of fun for me. Friday night I met up with Jack and Dave at a little Mexican joint called Burritoville. It is in Manhattan at 489 1st avenue between 77th & 78th streets. I recommend their burritos, duh. We checked out a few places in the city and I tried to hard to entertain the guys. But, I had some good chats with Jack about SXSW 2000, his plans and what he's up to. Dave, on the other hand, was quiet most of the night. Well, that's not true, he didn't do much talking, but he did sing the night away. He is one of those all-knowing lyric boys. He sang with every song playing in every joint we went to. Visit Dave's web site and see what he wrote about that night and a picture of Jack and me (click on "my personal log" then scroll down to the fourth paragraph for April 4th's entry that starts "we met elan at burritoville..."). The next day I went to Wayne, Pennsylvania for a wedding of fellow Lehigh classmates. Jeff and Tracy Freundlich are the first of my Lehigh friends to tie the knot. There weren't many Lehigh folks there. Jeff and Tracy are closer with their high school crowd. The most inspiring part of the night was when Jeff got up on stage, played the keyboard and sang "Maybe I'm Amazed" by Paul McCartney to Tracy. Jeff has improved his voice a lot since we were in vocals class together. After that, every single girl in the place wanted him to be her husband. That was last weekend. Today I'm driving to Philadelphia to visit Ilya and Regina Grinberg. I went to their wedding this past December, remember? Sunday, April 9, 2000 Do you like that special someone and are afraid to tell them? Are you straight and think they may be gay? Want to get with somebody at work, but are afraid of making the move because of the akwardness if it's not mutual? Are you married, but want to starting cheating without risking the first move? Fear no more! The Internet has solved your problem. Introducing ecrush.com! Send an anonymous message for all your fearful crushes. Disclaimer: No vegetables were harmed in the making of this web site. Only organic products were used and we recommend you do the same. Want the perfect turkey next Thanksgiving? Wouldn't it be great if they came from the farm and naturally had tasty stuffing inside? What's the point of adding the gravy, when the meat can come with the taste included? Why spend hours in the kitchen slowly simmering the meat to perfection like the Middle Ages when it can be done in two whole minutes? The special people who work so hard to trick nature and ignore natural laws have brought us Nature's Turkey (tm). (link from Alina) Monday, April 10, 2000 Amy is gathering a group of people to bike New York. Part of me wants to go and part of me doesn't. Maybe if we get a cool group to go, it will be an easier decision for me. If you want to join us and convince me to go, send me a message. Hey, that's a perfect reason for you to use the new "Send me a message" feature on the right-hand side of this page. The printer I found on the street days ago with Jack and Dave actually works great. All it needed was some cleaning, new cartridges and the removal of a jammed paperclip. The model is five years old, but I'm glad we have it. Now my dad has no reasons left to use my computer instead of his own. Tuesday, April 11, 2000 Yuck! When I woke up my nose was bleeding. I think (hope) it's the dry air and heat. It happened a few times this past winter. Yet, it's Spring in April and the heat is on. Nature is confused. I seem to have this problem, almost on a daily basis. What the hell do I eat for lunch today? I still haven't decided what to do for lunch. Screw it. Get in the car, wherever it stops, that's where I get food. After driving past Tiger Noodles, Carousel, Hoagie Haven, Orchid Pavilion, Thai Village, Thomas Sweet, PJ's Pancake House and Triumph, I bought lunch at Burger King. Go figure. I could never explain those unhealthy cravings for food I learned to eat during the college years. In my quest to live better and find effective ways to motivate change I have come across a simple phrase that inspires me: "choose curiosity over fear." For those who missed it last night, I had a little balloon show going for the camera. Matt Kingston of hit-or-miss.org caught a funny moment. I can explain what was going on, but I think it's more interesting if you just let your imagination go. Have you ever had your birthday party at Hooters? Probably not. Well, in case you do, you should be warned that the waitresses make the birthday boy (I'm assuming males...) stand on two stools and dance with salt and pepper shakers. They sing "Happy Birthday" while the birthday boy dances and if he stops dancing, they stop singing. I promised Amir that I would embarrass him on my web site with this picture from his birthday last year. Note: Amir didn't stop dancing until they were done singing.
Looks like one of my cameras is stoned and there is a rave going on in my bedroom. I'm at work, but I wish I was at the rave.
Wednesday, April 12, 2000 Want to leave me a voice mail? Call 1-877-545-7722 ext. 793 Let me provide a little more information about that voice mail number. It is a trend among individuals with personal web sites to provide voice mail numbers so people visiting the web site can leave voice message in addition to e-mail. I’ve heard of people leaving funny messages, singing karaoke and playing music. I’m sure some people get messages from secret admirers. With the advent of free voice mail services on the Internet, it makes it easy for us to create these numbers and for you to leave us messages toll-free. Besides, it is relatively safe, because we’re not giving out our home or cell phone numbers on our web sites, although some do. Thursday, April 13, 2000 Stephen Covey says the best way to test a company’s customer service is to ask them to do something unexpected. A famous example speakers like Covey use is about Nordstrom. The example is as follows. One day a customer went to Nordstrom’s returns department and demanded Nordstrom take back four tires he bought. There was something wrong with the tires and the customer was very upset. The tires were used, the customer didn’t have a receipt, but the Nordstrom employee asked him how much he paid for the tires. The employee proceeded to take the tires and pay the man back, in full. The customers leaves satisfied. So, what’s the big deal, right? Well, Nordstrom doesn’t sell tires. The employee paid the man for tires he didn’t buy there. Now, imagine an audience of sales or customer service representatives in a seminar where this story is told. Everybody is thinking "Wow," "Oh my g-d," or "I’d get fired if I did that." The speaker then goes on to teach the representatives how to create such a culture in their company. Blah blah blah... But, there is a nuance speakers purposefully forget to mention: before Nordstrom opened, at that exact location stood a store that sold tires. To me the Nordstrom employee’s actions seem more sane now and not like an unbelievable urban myth. Still, a curve was thrown at Nordstrom’s customer service and they passed with flying colors. Well, over two months ago, I threw a curve at Flashcom. Well, I didn’t think it was a curve, but apparently it was. You know what I did? I placed an order for DSL service. I called up last night and sure enough, they made no progress, they were still trying to contact another company to send someone to my house. They did figure out how to bill my credit card, though. They said it would take another 4-6 weeks before I had access. Instead of being quiet and using this as another experience to develop compassion and patience, I decided to say goodbye, cancel my order and give my business to someone else. Maybe it is time to write my first epinion. Earlier today, I placed an order with PhoenixDSL. Their customer service is better than Flashcom according to DSLReports. So far, they have returned all my phone calls and e-mails and allowed me to make a shorter commitment for less money than Flashcom. I’m more hopeful this time. Ironically, the first message I received on my UReach voice-mail box was the CEO of Onclave telling me to get back to work. :) Ahhhh, even more reasons to run and even more reasons to have sex. Finally, "The Sex Drive of Long Distance Runners." I postulate, however, that sex does not help when it comes to dancing. Well, now I wonder if a night's rest is required between the deed and the sporting event. ... excitement for me is all about doing things I'm not supposed to do. Or playing with the idea of doing things I'm not supposed to do. My life's enjoyment can be summed up by that. Logic tells me that's not a good thing. Tonight my mind is talking to itself in short semi-wise sayings (well it thinks it is). Two that keep repeating tonight are: 1. If you haven't eaten in over nine hours and you're not hungry, then you ate too much during your last meal. 2.Right thought can't take back wrong action, but it can mitigate the snowballing effect of further wrong action. Friday, April 14, 2000 I was introduced to an architect during lunch today. The only thing I could think of asking was "What do you think of Howard Roark?" I just read "Not just a pretty page." The author interviews Jakob Nielsen, Don Norman, Ben Shneiderman and Brenda Laurel. I am bored reading this stuff, because I feel like they haven't said anything new in a few years. It's as though we web designers have learned the high-level concepts and all that is left are details and implementation (which have their own problems). But instinct tells me that the concepts and assumptions we are working under aren't right and we need different ones. Besides, right now an impediment to design success is that the paradigms of other areas of business haven't shifted to complementary thinking. However, I did find a quote I liked in the article by Donald Norman (Tomalak's Realm found it too): "... to get a website to work, you also have to get the backend of the company to work right. That is where we have to work hard, because what we're really arguing for is the end experience the user has. But people often think what we're doing is merely making the screen easy to read."It's great that web designers focus on designing the layout, the information architecture and usability. But someone needs to pay attention to everything that supports it. How good are the return policies? How many people are staffing the e-mail and phone support? Are the people in the company usable, useful and efficient when web site visitors need to interact with them? Do the employees and web site provide a consistent brand experience? These ideas aren't new. It's called user-centered design. It's called customer service. It's called organizational behavior. The trick is to merge traditional systems, processes and a company's values and mission with the design process. A company is an ecosystem. The low cost of switching to a competitor and the feedback loop introduced by the Internet has changed the ecosystem of companies. Yet I don't think anyone has done any serious work on understanding how this affects traditional systems and how we put a good design process in the context of other organizational behavior. For some reason, I don't think Stephen Covey, Peter Senge, Jakob Nielsen and Alan Cooper are going to get together to do it. Saturday, April 15, 2000 I went to see the Eifman Ballet of St. Petersburg last night with Amy, my parents and other relatives. It wasn't spectacular, but I did enjoy it. If my mind is open, I always enjoy any artist getting in front of other people and doing amazing things with themselves. Amazing means anything I haven't done or perceive I can't do. Amazing is multiplied when dozens of individuals are doing it together in harmony. If you are curious, I found some history on Boris Eifman, the choreographer. Now I'm off to New York City to spend the day with Tish, a friend I don't get to see often enough because she lives in California. We're going museum hopping or restaurant hopping or cafe hopping. Whatever. It doesn't matter to us. Tonight, Oksana is having an apartment-warming party. I'm expecting a small apartment for three crammed with 25 or more people. Max will be there, back from Boston and I can't wait to hug him. Monday, April 17, 2000 When in doubt about what to write, show a picture.
I like this picture. There is a lot going on. I am eating big hollow bread. The bread is called Poori. It is Indian. It came from India, from Mumbai otherwise known as Bombay, on a plane, which stopped in Zurich, I think. Hey, did I tell you a new Indian food supply store and not-so-classy restaurant opened in Fair Lawn? Back to the picture. Some lady's head is coming out of the bread. On her menu you can see the name of the restaurant. I'm sporting a Braun watch and a black DKNY t-shirt. You can see the logo if you look closely. Jean Barmash took that picture long ago. I was trying to set him up with my brother's fiancée's sister. They did not hit it off. Skate scooters make sense in a place like Singapore where a lot is in walking distance and public transporation can take you anywhere in the country. They aren't very useful in the suburbs where I live, although they may be in Manhattan. When I was younger I wanted a scooter. I don't know what the difference is between what was hot here in the 80's and this trend in Asia. Amir put up pictures from Oksana's shindig on Saturday night. I like this picture of me the best. At first I thought a lot of people from Internet Portal 3000 were spending a lot of time on my web site. I now think they just have a few computers visiting all the links. Tuesday, April 18, 2000 I finished listening to The Celestine Prophecy last week. I liked it, but its sequel, The Tenth Insight: Holding the Vision was better. I suspect James Redfield just learned to better tell a story with spiritual teachings. Part of me believes the prophecy could happen and that same part wants it to happen. I just wonder about the aggressive action plan Mr. Redfield has handed us. :) About five weeks ago, I started participating in the 7 Habits Personal Coaching program. I was skeptical and hopeful at first, but the coaching is helping. I've been planning my weeks according to the system recommended in the book. Once a week I decide what the upcoming week's most important tasks and goals are for each major role in my life. Then I schedule blocks of time to get them done. I feel more at peace now because I know I scheduled time for the important things to be done. When something unexpected or unplanned comes up, I understand the ramifications because I know what is interrupted. I'm more prepared to say no because I know I'm doing something else that's more important or urgent or both. It is a different problem to actually do everything I planned when I planned to do it, but I'm pleased and impressed with the significant ramifications of planning for just an hour a week. I planned weekly before, but the coach is helping me apply it correctly, regularly and without my perfectionist tendencies. Design is conceptual work. Most work in the Information Age is conceptual. My do we have to pay better attention to the mental roadblocks. "Roadblock" is exactly right. If I'm trying to get to a destination and there are rocks, trees or roadblocks in the way then I know exactly what's stopping me from get there. Sometimes I argue incessantly with co-workers about why a feature should or shouldn't be included. Why can't we get to a conclusion? The reason could be a conceptual roadblock. In a discussion I had today, the roadblock was that "my user" is different from "his user" and we were each fighting for our user. I wish it was as apparent as a tree in the road, but it isn't which is why it's so important we pay attention to the words in our heads. Improving a design process means taking these conceptual roadblocks and making them as clear to each other as a tree. Then we can all agree there is a tree in the road. Unfortunately, that isn't enough. We all need to see the same tree, in the same spot so we find a way around it, through it or use it our advantage. I conclude that reading books and following processes that promote things like defining "our user", so that mine is the same is yours is a good thing. It looks like today is write about books day! Calling all Jews! It's that time of year again. If you're like me and can't remember every year what you can or can't eat, get an overview with the Kosher for Pesach Guide and more detail with the Orthodox Union's Kosher for Passover Guide. |
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Wednesday, April 19, 2000 I had bagels for lunch today because I knew I wouldn't be having any for eight days. As an experiment, I joined two webrings last night. My neighbors in the webloggers ring are Fear and Loathing and Michael Webb. My neighbors in the linksluts ring are Neale and Aviva (warning: site does not work in Netscape). Aviva's site reminds me of my childhood. I think I was the only boy in the neighborhood with a Rainbow Brite comforter and window curtains. Unfortunately, Neale will only be my neighbor until someone else joins the linksluts ring. Speaking of Neale, a few weeks ago he created "Watching the Watchers," a small browser window that shows a different webcam image every 30 seconds from different webloggers (including me). Click on the picture of eyes on the left-hand column on his web site to see it in action. Last night I added a list of web sites I visit and the sites of close friends to the right column of the front page of elan.org. Cam shared some positive words about the Onclave Weblog today. Thanks for the kind words Cam; I like our weblog, too. Ugh, I stayed in the hotel this happened in only three weeks ago. Thursday, April 20, 2000 Tuesday was Orit Furman's birthday. With the help of some friends, Max created a web site for her. She's a creative person and needs an outlet, so now she can manage her own site on the Internet to help others feel good. To make it through the week I've been saying "I love gefilte fish" over and over to myself. Speaking of gefilte fish, I found jewish embryo humor and religious humor Setting: Amy's house for the second Passover seder Characters: Andrew, Amy's 4 year old cousin and Elan, 23 year old me Andrew: Are you a grownup or a kid? Elan: I'm a kid. Andrew: So, do you have parents? Elan: Yes, a mother and a father. Andrew: Where are they? How did you get here? Elan: [lying] They dropped me off. Andrew: How are you getting home? Elan: [still lying] They're picking me up. Andrew: [running to his older brother] Come meet a big kid! Friday, April 21, 2000 Venom is a club I visited in Singapore, although it was too packed to go in. They're streaming live video from the inside of the club right now. They do this every night between 10pm and 3am. At this time of year, they are exactly 12 hours ahead of Eastern Standard Time, so we can watch other people party while we're working. I love how people perceive alphaWorks as a whole division of IBM. In "Web UI On The Cusp Of Change" (via Camworld) the author writes "One option I discovered is Sash, from the infinitely inventive folks at IBM's AlphaWorks division." First of all, alphaWorks is with a lower-case "a." Not that I care anymore, I just want to be annoying. I stopped fighting the lower-case "a" battle years ago, about six months after I stopped working at IBM. It was fun to watch the popularity of alphaWorks increase over the years. Two other Lehigh students, some contractors and I launched it in 1996. It started with six technologies and no one on the Internet had a clue we existed. The mission was to create mind share for IBM in the Internet space by taking technologies under development in IBM Research and sharing them with the world. Well, years later, it has dozens of technologies and people think its a massive division in IBM that whips out very cool technologies. alphaWorks is actually a web site front-end to technologies originating all over IBM. John Patrick's initial vision was that alphaWorks be a first step in the process of technology maturing into a IBM product. How wonderful it is to see his vision come true and be part of it from the beginning! And that feeling is what I'm hoping to have in the future from Onclave, too. Matt thinks I have a thing for funny hats. He also caught my dad looking "horrified." ![]() I should share that when my dad has a face like that at the computer, his stocks aren't doing well. Saturday, April 22, 2000 Despite all the tadpoles falling from the sky last night, Amy and I decided to make our way to Boston. It took us four hours to get here, then we spent one hour finding Max's place. We're hoping to see friends and have Max take us to his favorite karaoke bar tonight. His favorite Dunkin' Donuts, Wendys and bagel place are out because of the holidays. Monday, April 24, 2000 I guess on April 23 Cam was inspired by my play-writing style on April 20. :) Of course, I was inspired by someone else's writing from way back. Amy and I had fun in Boston this weekend. I'm proud of us for driving through the heavy rain to get there and having fun throughout the weekend, despite the rain. I don't like letting weather interfere with having fun. There were some pleasant surprises in Massachusetts. The T was free on part of Saturday because of Earth Day, and a tollbooth attendant on Route 90 let us through for free. Max was kind enough to host us. We met up with Dan Reed and Chris Stengel, friends from Lehigh. This past week had a very Ivy League theme. In addition to me working two blocks from Princeton University and last week's visit with friends from Columbia, yesterday we met up with a friend of Amy's at Harvard and stopped at Yale on the way home to have dinner with Dave G. On Saturday, we took a trolley bus tour of Boston and Cambridge. The tour guide reminded me of the great Boston Molassacre. I found some unclear pictures here (choose "Disaster Strikes"). Tuesday, April 25, 2000 I saw Sixth Sense this weekend for the first time. When you watch movies more than once you experience them differently each time. This happens because you know how things will end up, the jokes aren't funny the second time around, you notice more details, or you're in a different mood. Well, when I watch Sixth Sense for the second time, I am certain that I will experience it completely differently, more so than any other movie I have ever seen as far as I can remember. If you've seen it, you know what I'm talking about. If you haven't, you will when you see it. I added What I wrote earlier about Wednesday, April 26, 2000 Some of us work very hard at hiding our feelings. We could get very good at providing a blank stare while inwardly wanting to kill the person we are talking to. Yesterday, I ran into an old Fair Lawn High School classmate, literally. He saw me running, followed me home in his new 2-door Honda Accord and stopped to chat. I haven't spoken to him since high school. We did the standard exchange of what we are doing with our lives. We tried to remember all the classmates we hang out with and what they're doing. What entertained me the most, during the whole discussion were his facial expressions. At every other word, his face would change to communicate approval, disapproval, wonder, happiness, disagreement or disgust. All I was talking about was where I work, who I saw, what I read; you know, the standard stuff. People complain that everybody has layers and layers built up to prevent others from seeing their internal state. Most people think this is a bad thing. After talking to him, I really wonder. I felt like I was playing a video game, taking random shots in some dark jungle hoping to hit something. Then I realized what I was doing. I realized I was just talking to try to get a relaxed smile on his face. As soon as I realized that, I stopped trying. Then I continued talking as a secure human being simply amused at how my words triggered all sorts of responses. How would you feel if every time you spoke a word to someone, you could see his or her judgment, approval or disapproval? You had better be quite secure with yourself in such a world. Of course, if we were all secure, there wouldn't be so many layers. Eventually some had to do this: an Elian version of the Wassup! commercial (Macromedia Flash and sound support is necessary for the full experience). Web design wit: I think designers are influencing Jakob Nielsen or perhaps he's joining the cause or both. In the past, he played close attention to usability, but now he is slipping. On April 14, 2000, he titled a link to his book as the "blue/green book." He was providing a humorous reference to Being Jakob Nielsen: The Story of the Blue and the Green. I caught the humor, but that wasn't very usable. If he is going to link to a web page about a book, he should title the link with the books name, so users know what to expect. Instead, he tricked me and disappointed me. He wasn't being very Jakob Nielsen. To top that, now he thinks "interaction design" is a synonym for "usability." In his latest Alertbox, he links to a page containing "ten usability heuristics" but titles the link "basic heuristics for interaction design." Now all we need are usability experts calling themselves interaction designers and interaction designers calling themselves usability experts. Amy and I signed up for dance lessons last night at the Rogers DanceSport Center in Fairfield, NJ. Every Monday night for the next eight weeks we're taking Mambo lessons. I can't wait until I can show Amir a move or two at the Copacabana. Thursday, April 27, 2000 When one can't write, one redesigns. I just found the web site for the dance studio Amy and I are taking lessons at. I didn't make the bunny's butt, I stole it. I'm getting tired of the monotony of life and I can't get that damn Britney Spears song out of my head. Somebody shoot me. And the bunny, too. I've observed interesting bird behavior. A little bird, with a brown-orange colored breast, sits a few feet from my neighbor's window on a telephone wire hanging between the street post and the house. About every 15 seconds, the bird flies slowly from the wire, lightly hits its feet or yellow beak against the top edge of my neighbor's window. The bird has been doing this for three days from the same spot on the wire to the same spot on the window. Friday, April 28, 2000 I've been anticipating today for over a week. My cell phone billing cycle starts over and my minutes used fall to zero. I called Bell Atlantic. I need to wait until midnight for my minutes to reset. I’ll go back to anticipating. I realized today that for the last few weeks I’ve been learning to consciously do something I’ve always had trouble with. I’m learning to live a balanced life. I remember in high school, depending on the time of year, I’d fill my days and weeks with thinking about and doing one major thing at a time. In the winter every year, it would be fencing. During junior year, while it was going on, it would be NEDC. Spring senior year was all about volleyball. Otherwise, it was computer league or math league. In college, it was all about the computer club, or the Jewish Student Center, or OS/2 or fencing. During college summers, I wasn’t giving much time to anything besides internships. I don’t regret it, really. That’s who I was or maybe still am. I was always frustrated with my inability to excel at more than one thing at a time. I was good at what I did, but I couldn’t seem to be good at more than one thing at a time. Oh, and let’s not forget about the girls. I was great at infatuating over one for an extended period. Everything revolved around her, whichever one it was at the time. These activities, people or goals would bring themselves to the center of my life and everything I looked at, everyone else who came through my life, was viewed as either in support of or against my life’s center at the moment. That made me fickle. I was undependable. If I made a commitment to you because it supported my life’s center at that moment, then you were lucky. You were lucky if when I needed to deliver on that commitment my life’s center was the same as when I made the commitment. It’s hard to be good to yourself, to others around you and in all your roles and responsibilities when your core, your internal security system keeps changing. So, you find something that doesn’t change. You find something you’re about that’s always the same. You find things to believe in that integrate all your roles and responsibilities. You make that your core. You try to look at your life with perspective. Not just perspective of the week, or year, or decade, but of your whole life, of your life in the context of your entire family history and even in the context of humanity and you could take it even further. You look at it, find the view that inspires you and reflect on your beliefs and actions in the context of it all. Then you do something. What that is, I have no idea. I’m done writing for the moment. I thought I knew where I was going when I started, but now I have no clue and now Amy’s here. I gotta go, maybe we’ll see you tonight at Lido, the Russian restaurant in Brooklyn. We didn't go to the restaurant. I didn't feel like it last minute (well, I didn't feel like it earlier). We were going, not to celebrate anything, but because I won a $80 gift certificate to the restaurant last year in a UJA event ticket raffle. The certificate expires tomorrow night. If anybody wants to go use it tomorrow night, let me know. I can't go because I'm visiting Dave. Today is Dave's birthday, so tomorrow we're going out. Sunday, April 30, 2000 I received answer from an anonymous visitor to the bird question: The bird probably sees its own reflection in the window and is trying to chase off what it thinks is a rival since it's mating season. This can be bad because birds sometimes smash into the window doing this and kill themselves. Your bird sounds pretty smart though.I'm glad my bird is pretty smart. I think she's very smart. I was waiting for it to happen. I was hoping it wouldn't, but all this news about him was bound to make it happen. Today I called someone on the phone for the first time and she wasn't home. Her housemate picked up the phone and asked to take a message. I said, "Tell her Elan called and that she should call me back as soon as possible." The housemate asked me for my phone number and then asked me if I my name is spelled I've been called many things in my life: Ellen, Eli, Alan, Eelin, and other conceivable variations of my name, but today was the first time my name was Elian. I'm sure it won't be the last. I couldn't care less about Elian. The only thing that ever bothered me about him is his name. Yeah, how selfish. I know. |
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Monday, May 1, 2000 I spent an hour talking to strangers on the corner of two streets on Princeton's campus. I was recruiting participants for our upcoming usability test. We're conducting usability tests, like every company regularly should, this Thursday with participants. I got rejected about 30 times with weird looks and strange comments, but I also got about eight bites. I like this stuff, a lot. I like watching people use web sites I'm involved in. I like learning from my design mistakes and making improvements. I like seeing unacquainted users trying to reverse engineer the ideas that were inside us months back. Luckily, I'm intimately involved in the test planning, recruiting, conducting and summary. Tuesday, May 2, 2000 AT&T called twice this morning to ask me to convert to their service so they can save me money. At this point, I don't want to save money, I want to save time. I can get off the phone real quick by being rude and unbending. I feel bad for the caller, but I'm fighting the system he's part of. What I really want to know is how do I get off the list they use to call people? Mambo lessons were fun last night. The instructor gave me a nice compliment which put a big smile on my face. I was concerned that Amy and I were starting in the fifth week of a 12-week class, but we caught up instantly. Now I'm concerned if it will be four more weeks until we learn something new. Pssst! I'm going to see The Cure on June 18th and Dave Matthews Band on July 13th. This week is crazy. Wednesday I'm preparing for and conducting a pilot usability test at work. Thursday I'm conducting the usability tests. Friday I'm summarizing the results. Saturday I'm attending an all day workshop called Stories on Stage: How to Use Stories, Theater, and Experience Design to Design Information More Effectively and sunday I'm getting up bright and early to Bike New York, what I hope is a leisurely 42 miles. Wednesday, May 3, 2000 Random visitor: Hey, groovy site. Elan: Hey, thanks. Web Camera 4, the one that usually points outside my house, will not be updating today or tomorrow. I'm going to connect it to a TV so my fellow co-workers can observe the usability tests. Hey Brad, sorry it took me a few days before I noticed this (see the last line of April 30). Thanks for the nice words. :) I'm blushing. I met Brad at SXSW 2000 and found him to be quite a multi-faceted individual. I envy his writing skill, too. Maybe if I'm a good boy this year, I'll show up on his cute list. Loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong day and I'm crashing in Princeton. It's one of those days where you did so much you feel like you did absolutely nothing. Actually, what did I do today? Whatever. I think I'm all prepared for tomorrow, which is going to be another Loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong day. Did I say I love watching people use things I create? Must sleep... Thursday, May 4, 2000 Geez. I've gotten about eight notifications from people to stay away from the new "ILOVEYOU" virus. I'm starting to think all the preventive messages is a virus of its own. Everybody wants to be the one that stops you from hurting yourself... that's the virus. "... man is the dream of the dolphin." Friday, May 5, 2000 I like reading A List Apart. They actually write about the consequence of being a web designer. They actually write about issues we deal with. They actually write about the state of the Internet like they care. But, sometimes they get flaky and out of hand. I like Language: The Ultimate User Interface. Julia Hayden writes about the importance of language and words on a web site. She writes about the importance of hiring people like Amy as a content editor and placing them solely in charge of all the words, sentences and content on a site. Yesterday, during the usability tests, I observed some of the difficulties users have when language is inconsistent and ambigious. I think having someone full-time or part-time worrying about it would be great, but it's not at all practical at this stage of my company's growth. At this point, Todd, my designer colleague, and I are responsible for ensuring consistency in language. A little deeper exploration on my part, and I discovered another big reason why I like conducting usability tests of my own designs. Rarely am I suprised from the problems users have. Testing usually validates my intuition. That makes me feel good. However, even further exploration brings me to wonder why those problems weren't fixed earlier. There are lots of reasons. There are always lots of reasons. Maxiepoo finally added a webcam. I have yet to catch him on it, maybe you will. A few readers responded to my question about getting off AT&T's "call, annoy and get people to switch" list. Jason and another reader said it is required by law that a telemarketer doesn't call me back if I tell them not to. But the latter reader brings up an interesting point: who is going to enforce that? Ron, whose birthday is today, pointed me to an eHow article titled How to Get Telemarketers to Stop Hassling You. eHow is a very cool site. I recommend you explore it and learn how to Dress to Elongate Short Legs, Fold a Kimono, Get Rid of a Hickey, and Pick Up a Sailor. Saturday, May 6, 2000 I just came home to broken central air conditioning. Beautiful! Now I don't want to spend any time in the hot room with computers. My parents are renovating a bathroom in the house and my mom wants to put in a bidet. Last night I hung out with the outgoing president of Princeton Students for Free Tibet. I think freeing Tibet was a social crazy years ago, but it is still a problem and still unresolved. So, it doesn't fall off our radars here is an informational link and Students for a Free Tibet. The health of my teeth and gums is a representation of the health of my body. I'm getting my teeth cleaned this week. This time, when my hygienist sees my gums bleed more and more plaque on my teeth, she'll know that I haven't been taking great care of them. Since she knows me well, she'll know I haven't been taking great care of myself either. I have set some high standards for myself during my time off. Back then I spent all this time running, doing yoga, eating well, meditating, regularly flossing, brushing, rinsing with mouth wash and using a tongue scraper. You know, all that does-your-body-and-soul-good stuff. I lost many of those habits when I started working, but they've been inching their way back recently. That is the balance that I was referring to last week. I had fun in the class today, although I didn't learn much from the instruction. For me the most fun is meeting and talking to kindred spirits. It is therapeutic to share stories and work disasters with colleagues doing the same work in different companies. We all have the same problems. That is not a surprise considering we view the world in a similar way. Since we view it from the same perspective we see the same problems. It's even less surprising when you realize they and we work with the same types of people who view the world their way. There are patterns everywhere. No matter where we go the underlying goals and problems are the same. As such, the solutions are the same, too. In the end, we're all souls trying to learn how to stop making the same mistakes. Yet, we all know salvation will never come. So why do we keep at it? Okay, time to get to bed. New York, for 42 miles, here I come. Oh, and the air conditioning is working now, which is why I was willing to sit in my computer room and write. Monday, May 8, 2000 Sorry I didn't write yesterday. I have a life you know. That bike ride was awesome. It was the longest distance I've ever traveled on my own human energy. We went, like 50+ miles on a bike. My butt feels alright. The bike had a good seat and the $40 I paid last minute for too-big-padded-spandex shorts was worth it. We started towards the end of the pack and probably moved up a little bit (probably because people dropped out). It wasn't a race. I realized then when I spent 45 minutes at a rest stop. Then I proceeded to peddle like mad for 2 hours straight to the end. I covered the last 18 miles or so without stopping. My schizophrenic head sounded like this towards the end of the ride: Mr. Loser: This hurts. Stop riding. You need to drink. You can't make it. You're not in good enough shape. You're hungry. You're going to cramp. Your friends already left, stop racing to meet them. It's hot and humid. You won't make it. Your pushing too hard, you won't make it to the end at this pace. Why are you still trying? Just give up. Give up!The swearing part of me won out. It really wasn't a race, at least not against anybody else. But I won anyway. Ron Khoury is always a great source for links. Today he brings us Men Riding Bicycles, The Unseen Danger. Ron wrote to compliment me on using padded shorts because: "Fifty percent of the penis is actually inside the body. When a man sits on a bicycle seat he's putting his entire body weight on the artery that supplies the penis. It's a nightmarish situation, " explains Dr. Goldstein.Woah. According to this article, men shouldn't be riding bikes if they want to keep their penis pointing in the right direction. Tuesday, May 9, 2000 I'm tired. It's been a long day. I got up at 5:45AM this morning and headed to work early. I worked most of the day on the findings from last week's usability testing. Wow, what a tedious job that was! We ended up noting 79 observed usability problems. Todd and I scribed notes of what we observed the test participants doing. All in all, I wrote about 30 or so pages in the last three work days. I feel good about the whole process. The next steps are to find good solutions that don't create new problems and have a wide impact. That task is back to being a designer. So, now I can probably stop writing about evaluating usability. :) I'm off to bed. Tomorrow morning I get my teeth cleened. Wednesday, May 10, 2000 Amy and her co-workers won the lottery! They won a whole $3. Amy's share is 33 cents. I hear I'm getting gumballs for my birthday. Dude! My teeth are clean and shiny. Although, I learned today that shiny is a product of saliva, not cleanliness. Go to May 10 on riothero's weblog and read "Top Ten Ways to Write Good." DSL Report: I mentioned a while back that I cancelled my Flashcom DSL order. Well, Flashcom even made canceling difficult. I couldn't cancel over the phone, they required that I send an e-mail to cancel_review@flashcom.com. I guess it is okay that I need to send e-mail, but couldn't they just make the address cancel@flashcom.com. I find it annoying that after having some reason to cancel they need to stick the word "review" in my face. As though, I don't have the right to cancel, they have to review my cancellation and give me permission. Good customer experience comes from details like choosing the right e-mail address for irate customers to use. They told me they take up to 14 days to review my cancellation. I felt like I sent e-mail in to oblivion; there was no confirmation. I called 15 days later because I still hadn't heard back. Customer service couldn't help because a different department handles cancellations. I sent another e-mail demanding a response and my money back. I still heard nothing back. Though eventually, Flashcom did something right. At 21 days from first attempt to cancel, they returned $100 to my credit card. Although, I still haven't heard from them. My birthday is next week. May 17 to be exact. To be more exact, May 17 early in the morning in Latvia, which makes it late at night on May 16 in the U.S. Nevertheless, I celebrate it on the 17th and for the first time I’m thinking about a wish list. It never occurred to me to have one until web sites implemented them. I’m not completely comfortable about having one. I think it has something to do with the belief that close friends or relatives should know what to get me. Although, I realize that some people are just better than others at getting presents. I tingle inside just knowing that someone is spending time thinking about how to make me happy whether or not a wish list is involved. I think using wish lists help insure that the presents you give put a big smile on the receiver’s face. With that in mind, here is an attempt at my wish list (I tried to creating one with Amazon and wishlist.com, but I didn’t like the way they came out): Casio QV3000PlusSome of the things on this list are quite expensive. I’m not expecting any such gifts. This is just the list of physical objects I desire in order to bring more happiness to my life. Yeah, Buddhist readers, I know sustained happiness doesn’t come from objects. Let’s call it the if-I-had-thousands-of-extra-dollars-I-would-buy-this-stuff list. Thursday, May 11, 2000 In Latvia my mother would often eat pomegranates, so I learned to do the same while growing up. I like the way the seeds explode in my mouth and the sweet and sour sensations that come with the explosion. I used to try to get as many in my mouth as I could before I bit down. Now I know from an Israeli study that consuming pomegranates helps the heart. The DSL fun never ends. I just received this e-mail from a Flashcom representative: Hello,Perhaps I should put a successful DSL install on my wish list, but I don't think any money in the world would make that happen. I think having the stars in correct alignment is necessary. A fire, set on purpose by the National Park Service, sweeps through Los Alamos, the hometown of my friend, Karyn. Finally! I've been looking for it and contemplating making it for years. CleverKeys is a program that allows you to select words in any application (and web browser) and look up definitions at Dictionary.com, or synonyms at Thesaurus.com, or search for them at other sites. It works on Windows and Mac. |
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Friday, May 12, 2000 I picked up a business card for a massage therapist on a bulletin board in Thomas Sweet, an ice cream parlor in Princeton. It said "Kripalu certified" on the card. I was disturbed that it could be pronounced "cripple you certified." Saturday, May 13, 2000 Today is Amy's birthday! Send her e-mail like you did last year and say Happy Birthday! My webcams aren't updating and I haven't been writing anything because I can't get online. I don't know how I got this phone call to work. For two days I've been having trouble. I've tried three different internet service providers, three modems, two phone lines, two computers and two operating systems. I'm so desperate to figure out what's going on that I'm using AOL! My dad said he saw somebody up on the telephone pole a few nights ago. Representatives at AOL think the guy on the pole did something with the phone line that added line noise and my modems can't send and receive data. I'm working on it. Monday, May 15, 2000 I know at least one person reads what I write. :) I received an early birthday present from Ron today. He sent a wonderful CD that relaxes and raises my spirits, and at a good time, too. Last week on Slashdot, Ross mentioned Cache for Blockheads, a web site we worked on as undergrads with Joe (the main picture on Joe's web site was actually taken for the project). Ross's mention brought about 80 people to read Cache for Blockheads and a few actually bookmarked it. Go Ross. :) My dad bought a great brand of kid's dress socks today. ![]() Read today: "An adult is only one who has ceased to grow vertically and started to grow horizontally."Upon seeing the words "adult" and "ceased to grow" I was expecting something deep. It wasn't. Fellow volunteers at UJA Russian Young Leadership and I planned a "A Night of Improv Comedy" for this coming Thursday, May 18 to raise money for needy causes. Join us and surprise me at Chicago City Limits on Thursday at 8 p.m. It is really weird, but my Internet access just starting working out of nowhere this morning. Suddenly my modems could transfer at high speeds. This weekend was a lot of fun. I started it on Friday by watching my cousin dance in a high school competition, a long-standing tradition at her school, Wayne Valley. On Saturday, I prepared part of Amy's birthday present and celebrated her birthday with her friends in the city. We had a blast. Sunday, Amy and I watched a bad movie. Don't watch it. I was really disappointed. Later, my family and I celebrated Mother's Day by having dinner at the Essex County Airport. Then I hung out with my recruiter in Manhattan. On the way home I experienced that phenomenon when my actions produced the exact result I was avoiding. In the last few years, I would listen to Enigma to improve my mood and relax. I usually did this when I was sad or down. I've done that so many times that now when I listen to that CD, it brings me down to the moods I was using it to avoid. I listened to it tonight in my car and it put in me a gloomy mood. Tuesday, May 16, 2000 I'm really enjoying Ron's CD, Mythos: The Reality of a Dreamer. I've been listening to it during the waking hours since I received it. Alchemy, track one, is my favorite. Here, enjoy it too via RealAudio (56k modem minimum required). The song is wonderful in the background. I resigned from work yesterday. My biggest concern is finding space for the books I brought back home. Just kidding. My biggest concerns are the feelings and expectations of the individuals involved. It is a time of change and adjustment for us all. I wish my colleagues and myself the best of luck. Nevertheless, I'm excited about the future. I will enjoy catching up with some books, writing, running and e-mail. It is also time to update my resumes. With added smarts and experience in my backpack thanks to the opportunities at Onclave, I'm excited about moving on to something better for me. Wednesday, May 17, 2000 So far today has been a wonderful! Many friends and relatives have wished me a Happy Birthday. People from my past have surprised me with loving e-mails. Amy did indeed give me 33 (more actually) gumballs. My parents surprised me with a nice new digital camera! Woo hoo! I can't wait to start including more pictures on this site. Amy's sister made me smile with a funny card. Continuing on the pea theme, here is a picture (taken by the digital camera) of the card's cover. ![]() Tonight around 7:30pm I'm expecting a few people for a shindig at my house. I'll move camera four into the living room so you can observe the guests and games (yes, there will be embarassing games). Oh, I also got a gift certificate at Amazon.com. Can you recommend any more good Enya & Enigma type music that isn't by either? According to Heather, today is Jesse's birthday. Apparently he needs to update his "about" page with a new age. I don't have to do that with mine. Hey Jesse, you should get one of those automatic birthday update thingamajigs like I have on my me page. Bear with me while I continue to write about my birthday. It is my day, ya know. Although, I do share it with Jesse, Jordan Knight (of New Kids on the Block) and others. Besides, here on this web site, it is all about me anyway. Me, me, me! I feel like a baby. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Okay. Enough of that. So, I'm not 20. I'm not 21. I'm not 25. I am 24. I understand the significance of 20, 21 and 25, but 24 is like being in limbo. It is between 23 and 25, but 23 isn't defining either. The only thing I heard was that 24 is the start of your mid 20's. Whatever that is. I feel like it was just yesterday that I was soiling my underwear. Oh, yeah, that was yesterday. J/K. I'm blabbing. Anyway, the party starts at 7:30pm. Don't forget to stop by and watch us make fools of ourselves. Here it is folks. For a limited time only (read: tonight), pictures from the living room of my home, every 60 seconds... Watch the birthday party (opens a pop-up window) <--- Note: Link has been disabled because party is no longer. Thursday, May 18, 2000 Freaking small world. (The party was lots of fun btw, more on that later). Bryan Busch's birthday was the 17th, also! He's a fellow Jersey-ite with a weblog and is exactly one year older than moi. No surprises in Accentuate The Positive At Work And At Home (via Amy). Don't just work on removing the negative situations, but focus on already existing postitive situations. We should also bring emotional support from home to work and work to home. It helps if your family supports what you are doing for a living. I'm nicer to strangers when I don't have a job. E-mail programs need a randomizer function that brings old e-mails to your attention. Today's e-mail programs push old e-mails below a fold on the screen when newer e-mails arrive. Conscious scrolling and effort by the user is required for them to notice old e-mails. Optionally, I would like my mail program to bring random old e-mails above the fold one at time. Then I may actually respond to the old e-mails I've forgotten or chosen to avoid. The older the e-mail the more frequently random it would appear. I'm terribly behind in responding to e-mails. Hmph! I probably could have written a few e-mails in the time it took me to write this. I'm sending my ThinkPad in to be repared tonight. I will attach this letter with the laptop: Dear IBM Tech Support,I feel like tech support needs to smile more often and have their customers appreciate the fact that they're human and do good stuff. I had dinner with Cam tonight at Baluchi's. Food was good. He was telling me about the exciting things his company, Alphanumerica, is doing. Now is a good time to be involved in the open-source movement. Cam has much more to say about that than me. After dinner we went to Chicago City Limits, but the UJA event was canceled because the stage flooded from tonight's thunderstorms. Instead, Cam suggested we head to netsetgoods.com launch party at a club in Chelsea. The party was loud and uneventful, not the scene we were hoping for. But, I enjoyed it because I got a free 15-minute head and neck massage. Amir and his friend Cecile went to Miami recently. Cecile documented their trip with photographs (via Amir). Her page is in French. I don't know French, but let me attempt to reverse engineer what they did from the pictures and what Amir told me. Here goes... They drove from New York to Miami in 6 days. Amir is Cecile's salsa partner. They drove 8-10 hours a day (in a BMW convertible)! They took photos and camped on the beach. You can figure the rest out from the pictures. I don't want to ruin it for you. I was amused trying to recreate their trip using the words that resemble English, her black and white sketches and the color pictures. Tuesday, May 23, 2000 Hours after resigning last week I walked into a store to buy a banana for a lunch snack. An issue of Yoga International caught my attention. An article titled "Mind Games: How We Make Ourselves Sick" did it. I always felt that the state of my mind determines the state of my body. I see evidence of the inseparable connection in my own mind and body. So, I bought the magazine and read the article. It was great. It summarizes well, how your conscience tells you what's right and wrong, and how ignoring this internal wisdom weakens your immune system and generates conditions of disease. Well first off conditions of dis-ease are created, after which disease will set in if more dis-ease is created from further disregard of your conscience. Do yourself a favor, if you're in Barnes & Noble or your local organic-feel-good-about-yourself store pick up a copy of the July 2000 issue and read the article (The article isn't on Yoga International's web site). The issue also contains a good article about getting a meditation practice together. Oops, Salon.com did it again. Author Strawberry Saroyan put's Britney Spears into perspective, explaining clearly what she is doing and why the world pays so much money for it. Here are a few good quotes, but reading the article is itself an unfolding experience: "Britney Spears' songs and her persona, in fact, seem to be all-too-authentically Lolitaesque: Her appeal hinges on a confusion between, and an overlap of, sex and violence. Her secret weapon, as it were, is in some frightening and unspoken but also real way, abuse."And it works. It works so well because all massive entertainment successes that appeal to the world over cater to the basic senses and desires that come with being alive. Wednesday, May 24, 2000 Almost all my white socks have holes in them. I need to buy socks! I kinda wish Amazon sold white cotton socks... My laptop is back from IBM's repair center. Comments were as follows: Replaced LCD and LCD cable and corrected your display problem. Thank you!Jonathan, who inspected the machine, added "Buddha seems to be doing much better!" I haven't tried the laptop yet, but I'm hopeful. Brig wrote the following about her plane ride to NYC: i've discovered that an aisle seat is infinitely more pleasant than a window. if you're at the window, and the plane is full, you have to disturb two people whenever you need to use the loo. i hate to bother people like that. not that i mind in the least when i'm on the aisle and the person at the window needs to get out, but still, it seems such an imposition.Elan is an aisle boy. For me it comes down to this, if I'm in the window seat then I need to bother up to two people (who could be sleeping) to resolve a bodily urge. If I am in the aisle seat then people have to bother me, which is fine. In the aisle seat, I end up doing "favors" for others instead of the other way around. There is more satisfaction that way. Besides, I like people watching more than ground and cloud watching. Mental note: watermelon and anchovies don't go together. So far the laptop is working great, no cyan-effect. I'm going to attempt to attend the First BlogBowl Get-Together tomorrow night. I get these random urges to bond with other freaks like me who like to share their psychotic tendencies and warped perspectives with complete strangers through their web sites. Get your fix of webcams and people who write about their life here. Thursday, May 25, 2000 Richard Branson is afraid of technology. That just goes to show you how easy computers and technology are. The guy has raced boats across the Atlantic, flown hot-air balloons around the world, runs a billion-dollar company, has taken it public and bought it back, and he can't figure how to use a freaking computer. I've got my work cut out for me. Friday, May 26, 2000 Why me? Why can't I get Internet access to work the way it should when it should? Why can't DSL be installed in my home? Anyway, the webcam images, my writing and e-mails I send will be sparse, again. According to what I heard on my voicemail (call toll-free at 1-877-545-7722 ext. 793), someone with a cute voice likes to sing the Scooby Doo theme. The question is, who? You? Last night's Blogbowl was fun. My friends and I showed up late, in time to get only one game in. Until the eigth frame, Cam was struggling with the fact that I may beat him. Alas, that wasn't possible because Cam wore a bowling shirt that has his name on it. As you know, someone who owns a bowling shirt with his name on it can't be beaten. It was fun to chat with Dave and Brig. I didn't get much chatting time with anyone else. Oh, and Brig brought her sister. She's cute. A question for the computer geeks out there: Do you know anyone that has successfully installed Windows 2000 over a working Windows NT 4.0 installation? I want to take advantage 2000's USB, power management and PCMCIA support. I don't want to take three weeks to recreate a working laptop. First, we get a picture of what we want in our head. Then we struggle every day to make it happen. Then it happens, kind of, and we suffer because it didn't happen the way we pictured it. Then we get another picture and do it again. Many pictures bring much suffering. So often, it is just better to let the picture go, but how often do we do that? |
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Saturday, May 27, 2000 So I partly answered my own question using Google. I found the following links with useful information on upgrading to Windows 2000 (in order of decreasing usefulness to me):
Amy and I went to the beach today. The sun was blocked by the clouds, but we managed to get red faces anyway. That's what we get for not putting on sun tan lotion because we thought the sun wasn't strong enough. We went to Point Pleasant, NJ, which was the site of this weekend's Jersey Shore Volleyball Association tournament. I may have been re-bitten by the volleyball bug. I'm trying to find a partner for next week's tournament. Sunday, May 28, 2000 Today I attended my father's aunt and uncle's 50th anniversary party. That's a long time. I haven't woken up for even half as many days, let alone with a significant other by my side. I can fathom as an idea how long that is, but I know I can't feel it. I was touched seeing the longlyweds smother cake on each other's faces and grasping onto the other during dances. They danced to one of their wedding songs from over fifty years ago. The song sounded like it was from the roaring 20's. That helped to hit home how long they've actually been together. At the party someone mentioned Vindigo. Vindigo is the best Palm application I've seen for finding restaurants, stores and movies in NYC. You can search by food type or location, read reviews and get directions as if you are walking down the street (turn left here, turn right there, etc.). If you live in NY and own a Palm organizer, download it and see for yourself. Monday, May 29, 2000 I'm not that special. I thought I was for a short while. I admired the voicemail, listened to it over and over again and even played it for my friends. I was seduced by the voicemail slut (I mean that only in the nicest way). Today I learned from a mailing list that she's done this many times before. Jish and Lane wrote about it. Here, hear the voicemail for yourself (in RealAudio format). Someone wrote me and told me they like reading about my e-life. I didn't know I had an e-life, but I'm glad they think I have one. I wonder if people will start saying "get an e-life" in the future. I mistakenly ended an e-mail today with "Happy Memorial Day!" Duh! Just because businesses are closed and people aren't working doesn't mean we're celebrating. That's not what Memorial day is about. This site puts Memorial Day back into perspective. Tuesday, May 30, 2000 I want a bigger bed. I watched a movie on USA tonight called Secret Cutting. The movie was about a teenage girl that cuts herself to deal with negative emotions. The cutting is parallel to vomiting and other forms of self-mutilation. In the movie, her parents couldn't get out of their own heads long enough to help her. It is so easy to see the cause of problems in others' lives, especially in a movie. Yet, it is hard to get out of your own head and cycle long enough to make the same observations of yourself that others would. It is hard, but quite worth doing and practicing. Wednesday, May 31, 2000 Bad user interfaces and difficult computers suck for everybody. They suck for people who can't figure them out. They also suck for people who can figure them out. Not because they are time consuming and difficult, but because people who can figure them out get to spend hours, days, weeks, and perhaps years of their life having to help others who can't. Don't get me wrong; I like helping others. I'm just bothered by the fact the desire most friends and family have for my help was created by the incompetence, laziness or confused intentions of others. I'd rather help people for reasons other than the mistakes of developers and designers like myself. That is a deep psychological reason for why I desire to create interfaces that work and succeed. I have so many years behind me and ahead of me helping others figure computers out that I have a deep desire not to contribute to the wasteland of interface related problems. I love Pachelbel's Canon in D Major, a wonderful piece to listen to while creating. Listen to a one-minute sample in RealAudio format by choosing "1. Canon: in D" from this CDNOW page. Thursday, June 1, 2000 Ecological Trends Of Food Availability Yield Clues To Americans' Weight Problem. Why has the problem of overweight been increasing over the last 30 years? Because we now have more fast food choices, we eat out more, more foods with high fat content are being sold and restaurants have been increasing their portion sizes. These trends were visible to those who have been paying attention, but most of the population doesn't. Sometimes I make myself very sick. Like nauseous sick. Today I will share one of those things about my past that make me sick in the stomach. I adored Bill Gates. I wanted to be him. In high school, all I could speak were positive words about him. My friend Cliff would support me in that habit as we dreamed of starting our own companies and being bazillionaires. Boy was I a lost soul. During this temporary stage (thankfully), my awesome American History 2A teacher assigned a paper that was to be a biography of someone we admire. It came as no surprise that I chose the devil himself, Bill Gates. I invite you to read the overly positive portrayal of the making of Microsoft's main man (though he often acts like a boy). Sarcasm aside, if you know nothing about Gates' childhood or the beginnings of Microsoft, you'll learn much by reading it. The term paper is an addition to the shovelware from my high school years. Last year I shared Facsimile, another shovel that readers seemed to like. Facsimile is a short story of a conversation about sex in the style of J.D. Salinger. The DSL guy is supposed to come tomorrow to do outside wiring. The adventure continues... The Palm Vx has a limit on how large the notes can be that you write to yourself. The limit is something like 4K of text. You can also write notes on the Windows software counterpart (Palm Desktop) that get transferred to and from the Palm, but the 4K limit still remains. When you try to write past the limit, the computer beeps. I ran today. And as I do after all my runs, I launched the Palm Desktop software to make note of how long and how quickly I ran. But, today was different. Today I tried to add to my list of runs and my computer beeped. How cool is that? :) Friday, June 2, 2000 Bell Atlantic employees were at my house before 10 AM this morning. Two people came to install the outside wiring for DSL. They connected some wires to the box outside my house and then called up Northpoint to pass on some information and to test the connection. They tagged the line with some letters and numbers and left. They said at times that they've worked late, until 11:30 PM, installing wires. The main guy who came to the house said he usually works in manholes, but demand is so high that he got moved to do DSL installs all day. I got the sense that these guys don't have a clue how frustrated people are at the process and Bell Atlantic. They seemed rather nonchalant about it. Whatever, I got my outside wiring, now it is time to get my inside wiring. Tomorrow I am going to the beach in Point Pleasant, NJ with Gary Vinukor to compete in a JSVBA beach volleyball tournament. We will play at level BB since we're both out of practice. I'm excited. To anybody who wants to come watch: we'll be there from 8:30 AM until like at least 3 PM and maybe later if we do well. Speaking of volleyball, the Fair Lawn High School boys beat Clifton yesterday. They have a new coach this year since the coach I had retired after running a long successful volleyball program. I think everyone will miss Mr. Szura, even the players that never had him as a coach. I stuck with volleyball because he passed on a lot of confidence to me and helped make it fun. Saturday, June 3, 2000 The beach, where it's okay to walk around in your underwear. Sunday, June 4, 2000 There are still chances to watch Secret Cutting on USA Networks. Today (Sunday) at 5pm or next Saturday, June 10th at noon. The stories from viewers and cutters are touching and disturbing. There are many more stories in the archives (quite a large page). The stories are a good example of using the Internet to show how extensive the problem is. Even though the people who share stories have the choice of anonymity, many chose otherwise. By the way, someone from NorthPoint DSL called on Friday night to set an appointment for my inside wiring. If all goes well, and I'm still skeptical, I should have much higher speed Internet access on Thursday afternoon. Gary and I went 0-6 in the tournament yesterday. We stunk, although we had a lot of fun. Five years is a long time of not playing beach volleyball. My first time learning volleyball was on the beach, so I thought it would stick. The last five years of indoor training and playing has rendered me quite lost on the beach. I don't read serves early or correctly anymore. I'm off-balance running in the sand. I jump into the air to hit, but don't know where to hit it or how (a hard driven ball, a roll or a close-handed dink). Well, I do know where to hit it and how, but only after the play. My instincts are delayed. You don't do many rolls or close-handed dinks in six-man indoor. The court isn't that empty either. The heat was affecting Gary's performance and my brain was affecting mine. Putting yourself in competitive situations (without practice beforehand) brings ineffective thought process to the forefront. Doubt and uncertainty were overwhelming in my head while I was on the court. Amazing, though, despite all this, I enjoyed playing, being in the sun, pushing myself, meeting new people and getting my butt back in the sand. Hopefully, future beach volleyball experiences this summer will be as much fun, but with better play and a better mental state. "Cherry Hill East eliminated Fair Lawn [High School], 15-9, 15-2" yesterday, found in the last line of this article. One day I should analyze why people are so infatuated with following the sports of their alma mater, especially sports in which they participated. A picture of friends and me taken on my birthday...
Monday, June 5, 2000 This morning Airborne Express delivered a box containing this. Don't be a lazy yuppie. No sitting at your desk during the week and playing golf on the weekends, okay? You'll hurt your back if you do (link via Amy). Today my life is complete. I won two free Snapples. See:
Matt says this. I say we absolutely should have game shows like Who Wants to Be a Millionaire and Jeopardy, except people are allowed to use the Internet and have 30 seconds to answer a question. The best players would be smart and tech-savvy. They would have to master search engines and have a great grasp of the Internet. Viewers on TV could watch the screens of contestants. Viewers could learn how to use the Internet faster and better that way, too. Lycos could sponsor the show. Of course, reality is that you would just be testing the speed of the show's Internet access, the response times of the web sites and the usability of the search engines. The show would fail instantly because no one would be able to answer a question in 30 seconds using the Internet. Not because the contestants are stupid, but because the web sites they use are. One day I'll get tired of complaining about ease-of-use. You will tire sooner of reading about it (if you haven't already). Of course, spending my days solving the problem is more effective. All in due time. Sarah found this poem titled Blurred. It describes well what's going on in my head when I read other's sites and what I think happens when you read mine. The things I want to most change are impeding my change the most. |
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Tuesday, June 6, 2000 The power is out in my house and neighborhood. I guess flooding in the area caused it. It went out around 2:30 PM. The phone lines are unaffected. There is something cool and geeky about being able to get on the Internet using the battery power of my laptop just to let you know the power is out. I had a bout of cliché-ness today: "You'll learn tools and tricks to get your design meetings going on the right foot and to get the entire team on the same boat." Wednesday, June 7, 2000 Senya called to wish me "Mazel Tov" for winning two free snapples. I think we should have a party. By the way, the glass I will break at my wedding will be a snapple bottle for sure (my future wife has no say in the matter). An anonymous reader from Massachusetts recommended GoldPocket.com: "Home of Live Trivia! The Largest Game Show in the World." The reader was referring to my request two days ago for a game show that allows contestants to use the Internet to research answers to questions. By accident, Amy found That's the Way I Like It at her local video store. We watched it. I enjoyed it immensely. The movie was made in Singapore a few years ago. It is a funny take on Saturday Night Fever. If you enjoyed Saturday Night Fever and want to hear authentic Singlish (Singapore English), then rent it. If you like dance movies and good guys getting the girl, then rent it. If you don't have a clue what to get when you go to the video store, then rent it. Just rent it, all right! By the way, in Singapore, it was called Forever Fever, but Miramax released in the U.S. under a different title. Here is a tip on how to make a natural air freshener for your car. Place two fresh apples (or similar fruits with the odors you desire) into a zip lock bag. Close the bag and make ten or so holes in it with tacks or paper clips. Leave the bag in your car. While the apples rot, they'll release a pleasant odor in your car. Note: the air freshener will last about a week, give or take a few days depending on the fruit. Also, watch out for fruit flies. I discovered this trick unintentionally leaving apples in a ripped zip lock bag in my car after my trip to the beach last Saturday. I am taking a few days off from writing on my web site. The energy or desire isn't there right now. I want to concentrate my energies on other areas of the site and other projects I'm working on. Meanwhile, keep yourself entertained by reading an old random entry I wrote or someone else's random personal site that I like. Of course, you can also watch the webcams or choose from a massive list of weblogs. I'll be back in full force next week. Thursday, June 15, 2000 Hi! I'm back. My one-week vacation from elan.org was refreshing, although difficult at times. At least three or four times I had the urge to write something and share it with you. I resisted, but it brought to my attention the emotional attachment I have to this site. When I have something consequential to share (the definition of consequential sways with my mood), I need to share it with you. I need to feel like someone has read something I've deemed worth reading. This site serves as a significant place of expression for me. I also made another realization this past week. Lately I've been sharing a lot of what's going on in my life. I am going here, I went there, I am seeing so and so, blah blah. Blah blah is right. I haven't been sharing what I'm feeling. I want to share more of what's going inside me rather than the melodrama outside of me. Although most of you won't tell me that, I know you want to read that. We all have a deep desire to feel sane. One way we do that is by connecting our internal experiences with others. This morning I dreamt that I was singing a duet with Michael Jackson (don't ask). We weren't signing one of his songs (I think it was a Billy Joel song). No one warned me, so I had to just get up on stage and sing. The problem was that I didn't know all the words. The weird thing is that Michael did. When I wasn't didn't know the words to sing, I heard him singing the right words. But, it was my dream. If he's a figment of my subconscious and he knows the words, then why don't I know the words? Napster is cool (especially with all the bad news). I found a very funny song. It is a remake of the Titanic song with two guys (who may have been drunk) singing in English with Russian accents. It's hilarious. Listen with RealAudio 28k, RealAudio 56k, or download the MP3. My brother's first law (it comes from his years of experience) of blind dates: "If she sounds bitchy on the phone, she is very pretty. If she sounds nice, she's probably not." Go figure. An interesting article from my local paper about what people in their 20's think about sex, marriage, cohabitation and more. The Bergen Record brings us Young adults found to favor easy sex now, commitment later (via underachievers.com). Some people have been reporting problems e-mailing me. If you had problems keep trying, as some of the e-mails get through, if not you can use the text box on the right hand side of this page. I calculated that Sarah links to Kevin in her weblog as often as she writes the word love in her journal. However, elan.org also can't be complete with out a link to tornadomagnet, Kevin's site. (There, two links Kevin, err, three in one post. I'm catching up.) Tuesday, June 20, 2000 That's right ladies, we men go to the gym for you, so you can have more orgasms plain and simple. I received this in an Intelihealth e-mail: Good-looking men may be better in bed. Research presented at the American Psychological Society conference in Miami suggests that women are more likely to be sexually satisfied by attractive men.Speaking of which, I should get my out-of-good-habits-self back into the gym and start running again. Woops, as Todd would say to me, "You're shoulding on yourself again." Yeah, I really should stop. In Barnes & Noble, I saw a guy who looked quite constipated. I thought he needed to be rushed to the bathroom by the look on his face. Alas, I jumped to my conclusion too quickly. He was just fretting over a game of chess. Search the reports of health inspections at NYC restaurants here (click "search" when you get there, found via Peterme). Of the restaurants I more regularly visit Pongal and Penang were clear, but Baluchi's was guilty of the following:
Wednesday, June 21, 2000 Continuing on the health theme, I've always wondered what happens too food after it enters your mouth. Where does it go, how long does it take and what happens to it along the way? Follow the Flow of Food has some answers. Small world it is. Sarah, who I met at SXSW 2000, linked to a poem written by Damon Achey. I read the poem and linked to it myself. Damon later wrote me, to thank me for linking, and then I realized I sat next to this guy in Algorithms class years back at Lehigh. Yup, Damon, a Lehigh Computer Science classmate, has a personal website and weblog of his own. Thursday, June 22, 2000 I rarely gape at the monitor in excitement of experiencing something cool on the web. But, I recently came across Scott McCloud's "I Can't Stop Thinking!!" column at the Comic Reader (via peterme) and I love it. Scott is the author of Understanding Comics (and now also Reinventing Comics). He's trying to wake up the world of comics to the potential the Internet provides. He's fighting the standard problem of old points-of-view unwilling to change for the realities of the present or opportunities of the future. The coolest part about his attempt to communicate his point of view is that he uses comic art and personal dialogue to do it. All his columns are quite good, but the first one I experienced was the funniest for me. Last week, I shared with you a dream I had that included Michael Jackson. I thought more about the dream and realized Michael's existence in my dream wasn't an accident. Around the age of 13, my friends were having their bar and bat mitzvahs. At the parties, there would usually be a competition; often it was a lip-syncing competition. I always participated. I always sang a Michael Jackson song, except once. I usually sang Man in the Mirror, but sometimes I sang Billy Jean. I always won or got a prize when I sang Michael, but the one time I decided last minute to sing Johnny Be Good, I got nothing. The desire to sing Michael songs originated earlier, in junior high. Before the whole puberty thing, I could sing on key. In 7th grade, the chorus teacher chose me to sing a solo of Man in the Mirror with the chorus backing me up. I did. I sang it, nervous as hell with all the cute girls I liked in the chorus behind me. Instead of standing there like a tree just moving my mouth as I rehearsed, I started snapping my fingers and tapping my feet. That is when the giggling and laughing exploded. This was happening, of course, during a performance for hundreds of parents, with everyone's eyes on me. It was a traumatic experience. I'm still dreaming about Michael, singing his songs and fearful of improvising at the last minute. July 4th weekend is coming up and I'm thinking of doing something different, not the typical BBQ or camping thing. The Dalai Lama is coming to the U.S. that weekend. He will be speaking on Sunday, July 2nd at the National Mall in Washington D.C. July 1st there will be a Rally & Peace March for Tibet. People will march right past the Chinese Embassy. Why don't you march and be home in time for July 4th? Want to go with me? Visit savetibet.org for more details. You thought pop radio stations play the same music repeatedly, try spending a few days at Barnes & Noble. Friday, June 23, 2000 Some cool design-related links I've come across recently:
Saturday, June 24, 2000 The ashtray in my car is too small. It can hold about three of four crushed tissues. The ashtray isn't big enough to store the typical trash I want like receipts, food wrappers and tissues unless I empty it once a week. I wonder if the designers imposed their own values here. They probably thought: "There is no reason there should be trash in this car. It is a nice car; we made it and it should always be clean. So, let's impose some good habits on our drivers, we'll make them empty the potentially smelly astray every week or, even better, we'll make them throw new trash out when they reach their next destination."Oh, the innocent thoughts of designers. Creative lazy drivers, like me, just find other places for trash, like the passenger seat or the coin holder. This innocent thinking of designers smells like: "Hmmm, the user of our web site would really appreciate the new capabilities of this plug-in. We should make them download it." Creative lazy users, like me, just find other places to put our clicks. Here are some quick highlights from last night's celebration of Jean Barmash's 23rd birthday party:
The night started at Jean's apartment and ended at the ritualistic Land and Sea diner. The last two pictures were taken by Amir, who used my camera, but knows how to use it better since I copied him and got one just like his. Sunday, June 25, 2000
Acqua di Gio by Georgio Armani is my preferred cologne. I bought my first bottle duty-free in the Singapore airport over two years ago. I enjoyed it the second I smelled it. I have three simple requirements for the cologne I wear. The cologne should be subtle, I must like it and the women I interact with must like it. I don’t remember exactly who was with me or how I knew, but that cologne met my criteria. I’ve been wearing it on and off for the past two years and recently bought a new bottle. I have gotten quite a few compliments on it. Well, my friend Michelle Michelle: "It’s perfume." Elan: "No, it’s cologne." Michelle: "No. I used to wear it, it’s perfume." Elan: "Well, I bought it in the men’s section of the store." Michelle: "They must have been confused." Elan: "Okay, when in doubt, research it on the Internet." We researched and found this. Shit! She was right. I have been wearing perfume for the last two years and no one had a clue. I feel like I should be embarrassed, but I’m not. The perfume meets my cologne criteria. Besides, it doesn’t say "for women" on the bottle. Like anything fashionable, you have to be "in the know." Fashion and style are difficult, on purpose. It would have been easy to say for men or women, but why? There needs to be a way to separate the men from the boys or in this case the men from the women. Monday, June 26, 2000 In the last 30 days, some people have reached elan.org by searching for the following at search engines:
I have seen a lot of people wearing Billabong shirts recently. But, I've never seen anybody wearing a shirt with this logo. I signed up for AOL's free membership about a month ago when I was having trouble getting online through my ISP. I canceled my AOL membership a week ago and since then AOL called me three times to get me back or offer me a free copy of AOL for Dummies. Why exactly would I cancel if I wanted to get back online with them and why would I need the book, too? Looks like AOL is turning into a long distance carrier. Elan: I got a free Tibet decal today. Amir: Is that a new band? |
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Tuesday, June 27, 2000 Jakob Nielsen is charging some hefty prices: Website usability review: $30,000If you want to hire me, I can do the same for 1/10th the price. Although, I don't think I'm 1/10th the man he is. We're about the same shortness. Really though, you should pay me 1/10th the price because I don't own and wear a bright yellow shirt like he does. Soccer players = sex animals (courtesy of Alina) Thousands of songs at $1 each and free singing lessons at eatsleepmusic.com. What else do you need at an online karaoke destination? According to the front page of the site, not only can you can sing along with Britney Spears, but you can sing patriotic tunes, too. Great, now we've equated Britney with the Star Spangled Banner. After an interview in NYC today, I rushed to get back to the bus station. I got there about ten minutes before the next bus was leaving, so I got something quick to eat. I didn't eat quick enough, though, and missed the bus. While waiting for the bus that leaves an hour later, I bowled two games at the bus station's bowling alley. Then I raced some cars in the arcade. Fun!!! I need to be a kid more often. Wednesday, June 28, 2000 When lacking experience we look for simple hard and fast rules or principles to understand another person or his work. We copy from our view of the world and paste it right on someone else. Leo Robert Klein discusses this phenomenon in Web Design and Sin (via zeldmam.com). His says we are all amateurs and we shouldn't be criticizing each other's work, especially until we've done something similar. The men are coming out. Apparently, I'm not the only guy who wears perfume. Others do it knowingly. Alina reports that her friend in Singapore wears Acqua di Gio. Kevin admits that he too sports that scent. In fact, he was wearing it the day he read about me wearing it. I knew there was a reason I liked him. Kevin says when it came out years ago it was marketed to men in GQ and Details. Since then, they have released a men's version. Now, I feel even less embrassed, although I know there have been quite a few laughs out there. Elan wears perfume, nah nah na na nah... Some of you were amused by the little animated image of Michelle Thursday, June 29, 2000 After sitting for three somewhat long hours watching The Patriot, my mind was living in the times of the revolutionary war. My mind was enchanted by the chivalry, the war-time romances and fighting to the death for the principles of liberty and freedom. I was rudely awakened when I heard two guys swearing while peeing in the urinals. I was a buffalo wing fiend in college. I discovered them during finals freshman year. I never ate them before that. I've basically stopped after I graduated. Eating wings was one of those collegiate habits. Compared to The Patriot, Braveheart was much better. There were too many parallels: fighting for freedom against the evil British King, the hero is inspired by the death of a family member and Mel Gibson is leading the army as a psycho killer. The Patriot was too long, Braveheart was just right. I think Mel Gibson should be banned from playing any such roles because they will all pale in comparison to Braveheart. There are many articles online trying to provide a convincing argument for usability testing. Bruce "Tog" Tognazzini has written one of the better ones. Now this is a webcam. I met Ana of Anacam at SXSW 2000. An entertaining character she is and now you can see her in full live motion. Friday, June 30, 2000 In a few minutes, I'm heading down to Washington, D.C. I will be returning on Monday. I don't know if I'll write here over the weekend, probably not. I'm going to see the Dalai Lama and walk in protest (for freeing Tibet) past the Chinese Embassy. There will also be a big festival of Tibetan Art & Culture. I'm hoping to learn a bunch, try some new food and take many pictures. Have a good weekend folks. There is a "natural" trend in the use of processors as they get faster and cheaper. Over time, more of the processor is dedicated to the enhancement of the user experience. In the early days of computing, most of the effort was spent on the utility of a program, the actual calculations, storage and retrieval of data. Now most is spent on the communication of and interaction with what is calculated, stored and retrieved, or the usability of a program. This trend swings the pendulum from people (at that time mostly programmers) adjusting their behavior for the computer to the computers adjusting their behavior for people (e.g. John and Jane Doehickey). That is a very good thing. Monday, July 3, 2000 I had an awesome time this weekend. I want to write how cool, awesome, fun, hot, educational, entertaining, bonding, inspiring, and just plain kickin' it was, but I don't know the right words to express it. I got great pictures (of Richard Gere, too, in fact he starred in my own movie and he didn't even know it), but they don't convey the experience well either. His Holiness the Dalai Lama's webcast will be up in a few days and I'll link to it. The most fun was the exposure to Tibet's culture. Amazing! As a nice contrast to weekend focused on freeing Tibet and being exposed to Tibetan Buddhism, I'm going to a rave in NYC tonight. Me and glow sticks! Jason found this funny article by a cynical father (Dave Barry actually) about his teenage son's attempt to travel in Europe with a friend. Tuesday, July 4, 2000 Good morning! I don't remember the last time Elanchick stayed up this late. The sun is rising and I hear birds chirping over the ringing in my ears. The rave was an experience. I started the night wearing a candy necklace. The necklace was made from string, plastic letters that spelled "Phatty Cakes" and of course candy. About an hour ago we realized that all was left was the string and plastic letters. I guess the sweat and heat caused the candy to melt. Now my neck tastes sweet and sour. Not that anybody knows for sure. Happy 4th! My bed waits (as does my subconscious). The people attending the rave were nice. I was offered at least three cigarettes during the night. That was in addition to about three or four offers each of "e" and "k." Someone asked me if I had any ecstasy or acid, but I was already educated that if someone is using the full name of the drug then they are a nark. My friends don't need to read this, but some strangers might. I don't touch the stuff. I just like talking about it from a distance. When you go to a good restaurant that offers a box of matches with their logo, take it. When you are done with the matches it is time to go back to the restaurant. Wednesday, July 5, 2000 In movies, characters often use electromagnetic weapons to fry the enemy's electrical components. The New Scientist has an article explaining that these weapons actually exist (via Rebecca). Smile! ZDNet tips on how to deal with a lot of e-mail. The best tip of all time though is to deal with each e-mail once (on rare cases, twice). Read or skim it and then go straight to deleting, replying, forwarding or filing. How to make a grape glow in the microwave expertsexchange.com -- alright, did you see ExpertSexChange.com or ExpertsExchange.com? I'm trying to rent or view The Cup. The Cup is a Tibetan movie, made in India. Here is a review (and many more reviews). The movie is also known as Phörpa. Phörpa is an international film that won some big awards, but my local video store doesn't have it. I can't find any place to buy it, rent it or see it. Moviefone.com isn't helpful just like New Line Cinema's site. Actually, I have never found a movie company's site useful. Do you know where I can find this movie? Do you know any web site focused on finding a place to watch or get international films? Want to volunteer, but don't know where? Visit helping.org to find someone who needs you right around the corner. Thursday, July 6, 2000 The video of His Holiness the Dalai Lama's public talk on the National Mall from this past Sunday, July 2nd is available online. RealPlayer G2, 7.0 or later is required. This is the exact talk I heard on Sunday, and the exact view I was watching on a big screen on the lawn. Every time I hear him talk I can't help but remember that he inspired the character Yoda from Star Wars. If you have the time, I recommend you watch or listen to him speak. The 4 minute snippet from the Monlam Chenmo Prayer Ceremony is cool, too. The web sites of two stars on MTV's The Real World: Julie and Matt. Friday, July 7, 2000 According to Expedia, my parents' flight to Milan, Italy arrived early. They will be away for ten days. :) It is e-mails like this that keep me going: "hey, it's nicole. i just wanna thank you sooooo much for finding matt's (from the real world) website. now i can sleep at night." Hmmmmmm... Fourth of July entry on mikmik.net. Sunday, July 9, 2000 Last weekend in D.C., my friend Constance and I marched to free Tibet from China, but also protest the World Bank's financial involvement with China's western resettlement project. It turns out, this past Friday, the World Bank voted to not approve funding for the project. Apparently, complaining with faxes, e-mails, phone calls and marches actually achieves something. |
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Tuesday, July 11, 2000 On the way home from D.C. last weekend, I noticed a blister on one of my fingers. The next night I noticed more, and two days later I noticed dozens on the fingers of both my hands. I don't know what happened. I went to the doctor and he said I was bitten by something. He said it also could have been an allergic reaction. Perhaps I shouldn't have tried that alligator appetizer. He told me to wait it out and see what happens. Days later, on Friday, my hands were sore; bending at the wrist and fingers wasn't easy. Typing was painful. I broke out with blisters on my tongue and my lips. I wasn't happy. I didn't feel comfortable in my own skin. That was a weird feeling-to look at myself and watch my body slowly decay. My anti-bodies weren't kicking in, or maybe they were, but just not fast enough for me. Yet, I still managed to have fun. Amir had a birthday party and I danced like crazy. Saturday I went inline skating and spent some money in an arcade. Sunday I enjoyed peace and serenity while hiking in the mountains. Yet, every 15 minutes or so, my attention would drift back to my body and the discomfort I felt. Observing all this and still managing to have fun, I had the insight that my mind was separate from my body. I felt a sense of power, that despite my body's decay I could still smile. I could still think, feel, express love and communicate. I could still imagine and dream. Before I went hiking, I called the doctor. I spoke to a different doctor who was on duty. I explained the symptoms and he prescribed some medication (methylprednisolone) for allergic reactions. I took some pills and felt some relief hours later. Well, my body has been slowly getting better ever since. I take the medication in smaller doses everyday. Right now nothing is sore and there are just remnants of blisters on my fingers. What do I make out of all this? Well, I'm a tad concerned that body couldn't fight the infection on it's own, whatever it was. Perhaps I was hasty and should have waited longer until I took medication. I'm also appreciating the health of my body a little more these days. But, I'm most impressed by the little glimpse I got of the mind ability to separate itself from the body to create a state of peace despite physical decay. I know it's a minor hint, but it's an ability I will come to depend on as I age. I feel as though these minor aches and pains are practice along the way to some greater suffering that inevitably comes, even if it's just a predictable aging body. I'm glad to know using my mind to retreat into peace is an option. Cam found these leaked unauthorized screen shots of the next version of Quake (IV). Take a look, you'll be impressed. Wednesday, July 12, 2000 I have come to realize that no one has the same concept of a messy room as the person who's room it is. In my room, almost everything has its place. When someone visits my room, I usually warn him or her that it's messy, because to me, it often is. When they come in, though, they are surprised at how clean it is. Well, just cause that little pile in the corner of the room doesn't seem like a mess to you, doesn't mean it isn't to me. I know where those things go, and they aren't where they should be (out of momentary laziness), so that's messy. Just because you don't know where things go doesn't mean the room is clean! Right? Short version: I wrote my first Epinion: a book review of The Inmates Are Running the Asylum (thank you Todd and Amy for helping edit). Long version: A few years ago, The Seven Habits of Highly Effective People captivated me. I would bring the book with me on trips, give it as a gift to my friends, talk about it when appropriate (and when not) and recommend everybody read it. My annoyed friends can attest. I still recommend that anybody who breathes should read it. If you are a student (college or younger), you should read the more appropriate and better-written version, The Seven Habits of Highly Effective Teens. Now I have a new bible, so to speak. For the last few months I have been captivated by Alan Cooper's "The Inmates are Running the Asylum: Why High-Tech Products Drive Us Crazy and How to Restore the Sanity." This bible is more specific, specific to the current stage of my career: interaction design. Every designer of software or web sites must read this book. Interactive design needs a new paradigm; designers and the world need an explanation for why computers suck. And computers do suck, ask anybody who isn't a programmer or an apologist (the name Cooper uses for a person who likes to figure difficult things out and to defend technology). Cooper explains why. He explains accurately and correctly, the primary cause of bad interactive products: programmers who don't understand users yet control the process of creation. The solution isn't to teach programmers to understand users, because their goals in programming are opposite to the goals of users. The mindset of a great programmer is at odds with the mindset of a user. Cooper goes on to present a solution to the problem. The solution is a process he calls Goal-Directed Design. If you want to know more, go read my review at Epinions or buy the book and read it. Thursday, July 13, 2000 Sure, just propogate the population growth problem. Have I been living under a rock lately? Have you heard of the A-Teens? They are a group of two teenage boys and girls that remake Abba songs. That's all they do, in a more modern style. I like them (as I like Abba). (For some reason I don't feel any cooler by admitting that.) Some of their music and videos are available on their site. I, on the other hand, am off to tonight's Dave Matthews Band concert at Giants Stadium. Friday, July 14, 2000 I want to see this, but right now there are no scheduled release dates for the U.S. Saturday, July 15, 2000 Amazon.com just celebrated their 5th anniversary. To celebrate, not only can you view their original homepage and logos, but you can also read a timeline of key events. Like most company timelines, fun and humor fill the early years and it becomes mostly business in the later years. Why must that always be the trend? I found this a long time ago and I don't have a good place to save it for later retrieval. So, I'm sharing it here. I figured the psychoanalyst in you might enjoy taking a bunch of personality tests. I recently took a Winslow Report and man was it dead on. Today, on his birthday, Ross shares some more specific, perhaps rather excessive tests. Sunday, July 16, 2000 Apparently, there are some pretty unique ways to find elan.org. Type these phrases into a search engine and you may find your way here, others did:
Searching for a restaurant in Bergen County, try the Bergen Record's Dining Guide. There are two Thai restaurants in Millburn, NJ: Thai Elephant and Enhance. A few months ago, when Thai Elephant opened, I ate there with once with Amy and once with Ryan. The food was good, the décor was unique and the service was kind and competent. Overall, a pleasant dining experience. A month ago, Enhance opened their doors. This weekend, Amy and I had dinner there. Enhance is about a half a mile down from Thai Elephant on same road. I wonder how smart it was to open two Thai restaurants so close to each other. When we entered the restaurant at around 6:30pm on Friday night, I became concerned. We were the only people there. Based on various bad experiences in the past, I knew that being alone in a restaurant wasn't a good sign. Intelligently, one of the three young waiters sat us at the restaurant window, so people walking by would think the place is busy. However, sitting at the window put is in somewhat of a corner where it was not easy for the waiters to see us. They would embarrass themselves and bother us every few minutes by having to walk directly towards us to see if we need anything. They were also being extra careful. They wanted everything to be perfect. When the waiter refilled our glasses he was so slow at taking the glasses from the table that I thought I was watching slow-motion movie (like parts of Mission Impossible 2). I could have filled three glasses by the time he took one off the table. I assume he didn't want to make any noise so he would be seem invisible, but by standing there for a minute refilling two glasses he produced the opposite effect. The food was good, although one of curry puffs I had was still cold on the inside. Later, someone else came from the kitchen and delivered our main course. He placed the entrée on the dish we are supposed to eat on. He gave us extra work to do. How pleasant. Yes, I'm being picky, but these a great experience comes from attention to detail. Oh, the décor was nice, but had no personality. I'm not surprised Enhance was empty and Thai Elephant was packed each time I went. It gets worse. By now, a few other customers strolled in the door. The waiters continued to seat customers right next to us (even though the rest of the restaurant was empty) in the line of sight for passersby. I was eavesdropping on the conversation the waiter was having with a lady at the next table. She ordered something, the waiter left, came back, and said "I'm sorry. You can't order that because we don't have a price for it in the computer yet." Could you believe that? I was appalled. I always get appalled when computers inspire people to act like idiots. That's it. I just wanted to share the experience. I'm not a dining connoisseur, but I spend a lot of time thinking about the right restaurant experience (I'll eventually open my own). I would still eat at Enhance, though now I prefer Thai Elephant, but I won't expect much from anything but what's on the plate. Monday, July 17, 2000 Don't blindly eat energy bars. When combined with caffeine some have been known to cause death. Earlier today, I was working intently on my laptop in Barnes & Noble. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a woman sitting across from me. I noticed the elderly, perhaps about 70 years old, woman flipping through a Playboy magazine. My mind started wondering why she was flipping through such a magazine. I quickly caught my mind and told it to get back to work before it thought of something I didn't want it to think of. In honor of my parents returning from Italy, I tried the new Chocolate Hazelnut Gelato served by the cafe's in Barnes & Noble stores. I recommend you do the same. Tuesday, July 18, 2000 Will you watch less if you know who the last Survivor is (click only if you want to know who the winner is, via thebrad)? Help Kalki get laid, click on this link. Now, that is a good use for a web site. Don't just solve world hunger everyday with a click, spare a click for Kalki and feed his hunger. I hope he signed contracts with those girls. Any similar propositions towards me should be sent to hitsforsex@elan.org. Through Mark Hurst's writing at goodexperience.com, I found a PDF titled The Zen of Palm (it is large, 4.4 MB). The PDF contains the slides from a presentation given by Michael Lunsford, a Senior Product Manager at Palm Computing. His presentation is great. Michael included a lot of wisdom with a humorous style. He poses riddles between each major point. He connects riddles such as "How do you hold the world on your shoulders?" and "How do you fit a round pig into a square hole?" with Palm's success stories of focusing on the customer and the belief that more features isn't necessarily better. Download it and enjoy it if your business is serving customers with interactive products. It looks like Kalki was getting too many visitors and Mindspring shut down his page temporarily. He may have to pay money now to get it back up. If you want your dreams to come true, don't sleep. -- Yiddish Proverb Ron Khoury found a site to sell his used CDs to lighten his move. He has made over $50 already. Half.com can be used to sell and buy used CDs, movies, books, and playstation games. While running today, I almost got run over. A guy in a sports car at a stop sign was turning right. He was looking left to see if cars were coming. He saw his chance just as I was running in front of his car from his right. He started going, I instantly sped up and did that whole wiggle to the right move as though that would make a difference if the car was going to hit me. Then he saw me and slammed on his brakes. He missed me by about a foot. I should have made sure he saw me or ran behind his car. And he should stop talking on his cell phone while driving. Wednesday, July 19, 2000 When exactly did CNET get bigger than ZDNet? CNET to buy ZDNet. With the mess of pages ZDNet splurges over the Internet, I got the impression from their messy pages that they were bigger than clean-and-simple CNET. I guess that shows you how chaotic web design can convey size. I will not let my life be an exercise in regrets. - Brooke M. Stephens in Wealth Happens One Day at a Time I want to learn to draw, more than the lines and boxes I sketch for work when I design web sites. I want to be able to draw well what I see. I want to draw well what I imagine. I am not in the position to sign up for a class right now, but I will when that becomes possible. For now, I'm willing to practice under the instruction of a book. So, can you recommend any? I will be directing, producing and acting in a show this coming Sunday night. The show will be broadcast at elan.org/webcam, of course. Cammunity is highlighting my webcams as part of their Nightlife on the Net series. I will use it to introduce some fun new features to my site. There will be live video, live audio and live chat. It will be a fun experiment in interactivity. There will even be a special guest or two on the show, which I will announce later in the week. Send a quick e-mail to sundayshow@elan.org if you would like to be reminded of the show via e-mail on Sunday morning. I am having fun using the word show. :) Mark your calendars! Thursday, July 20, 2000 So far readers have recommended: The former looks to be the best choice for a beginner. Any other recommendations? Robots are being built that are powered like humans--with a digestive system. A little over six years ago during senior year of high school I sat in physics class. Mr. Nihen told the class that nothing can travel faster than light through a vacuum. I even remember the speed: 186,000 miles per second. The textbook said the same thing. I relearned the same fact in freshman physics at Lehigh. I even heard the same thing while listening to A Brief History of Time by Stephen Hawkings. What is the point of learning all this truth if it will be proved wrong? Light May Break Its Own Speed Limit. Dave Grossman caught my controversial use of the word "truth:" Science is not truth, Elan. Never believe that. Science merely presents the best hypotheses to fit the facts as they are currently known. They may be presented as truth, but they're not. It's only truth until it gets disproved.It's not even truth before it gets disproved, but it serves us well sometimes to believe it is. It helps to motivate us if we believe that what we are doing is the final answer. It helps scientists to believe that they get up everyday for years to find or discover the final answer to something. Although, I think we need a regular reminder that what we hold dear and true, really isn't. We need to hear something like "Science is not truth" at times to bring us back down to reality. |
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Friday, July 21, 2000 Another reader responds "science is the best truth that we have." I can understand that, but some part of me believes there is a more profound truth that we can find and trust, that originates inside us, and I don't believe science plants that seed of truth. I just came back from watching Sunshine with my mother. I felt many things during the movie. I felt sympathy for my parents and lives they have lead. I felt hatred for humanity and the crap we do to each other under the guise of ideals. I felt lost at the condition of being human and the never-ending cycle of suffering. I felt amused watching Hollywood at work--making the main character, a fencer, take his mask off between points just so the movie audience could be appeased and not confused. I felt sure that every family has a story and each story is worthy of being shared. I felt. Constance shares information about a concert this coming Thursday in Central Park: WHO: Yungchen Lhamo, Lama Gyurme & Jean-Philippe RykielI plan on being there. Anybody else coming? Sunday, July 23, 2000 No, we can't have Bibles being distributed in our cereal boxes. What might the kids think? God? Who's that? Besides, which Bible are we going to let the kids read? Don't forget to come back and visit elan.org from 10PM to Midnight tonight. Cammunity.com is showcasing my webcams. It will be fun to be here. Here is a snippet from an e-mail I sent out today: In honor of tonight's showcase, I will be introducing some new features. Some features maybe for tonight only, but some may stay. New features include: - Live video: no longer do you see images that are 1 minute old, now you can see images that are one second old and continuously every two seconds or so - Live chat: no longer do you have to come to the web site, see me pick my nose and leave, but now you can stay and chat (the typing kind of chat) with me and other people visiting the webcam - Live audio: no longer do you wonder what I'm saying when the camera catches me with my mouth open, but now you can hear me swearing at my parents, my computer or you I'm going to be at the computer from shortly after 9pm to at least midnight. I'll be doing stupid things, drinking, eating and wearing funny clothes. There may even be a visitor here on my side of the cameras. Come and visit, I'll put up the new features around 9pm tonight. Come join the live video, audio and chat broadcast! (link has been disabled because these functions are no longer available) Monday, July 24, 2000 The party is over, but I'm keeping some of the features active for a little while, as an experiment. Okay, I guess I kept the functions active for a very short while. :) They may come back in a smaller form, but I don't have time to work on it right now. More later... Tuesday, July 25, 2000 From a book of slogans for training your mind: ... "Don't be so predictable," which has also been translated as, "Don't be so trustworthy." It's an interesting one. It's getting at how predictable we are, as everybody in the advertising world knows. They know exactly what to put on those billboards and those ads to make us want to buy their products. Even intelligent people like ourselves are sometimes magnetized by this propaganda because we're so predictable.I read that today in Start Where You Are by Pema Chodron, a book of Buddhist slogans to help you get your head and heart in order. My brother is getting married in September. Now, I know his fiancee is going to be my sister-in-law, but is her sister also my sister-in-law? At some point in time, I think I've broken every rule of Palm etiquette mentioned in this article (via Jen), except beaming to stranger. I never beam with strangers. Eventually, though, Palm use grew into a normal part of my routine and with that, standard rules of etiquette took over. Fall down seven times, get up eight. -- Japanese Proverb Fall down seven times, learn how to walk. -- Amy Lipman Amir finally shared pictures from his birthday and going away party. I appear here, here and here. Someone took a picture of entire group and here is a picture of some of the cute women I had the pleasure of sitting next to and dancing with. Wednesday, July 26, 2000 A friend of mine urged me to watch Taxi Driver because Robert De Niro's character, Travis, said something cool. My friend said Travis said something you would never expect a De Niro character to say. I watched the movie last night expecting some profound saying or quote, but instead Travis said something like this "Hopper Ave. Fair Lawn, NJ 64582." Cool, huh? Hopper Ave. is a few blocks from my old house. That's the second occurrence that I know of where Fair Lawn was mentioned in the movies. The other is in Ransom. During the chase scene at the end of the movie, Mel Gibson's character supposedly drives into a mining area in Fair Lawn (although there is no mining area in Fair Lawn). They briefly showed the exit sign to Saddle River Rd., which is right before the exit to my current home. By the way, Taxi Driver was a good movie. Albeit, a bit strange, reminding me of Henry Fool, both movies being emotionally compelling and disturbing. Either I drink too much Snapple or I'm just too lucky when it comes to choosing the right Snapple. As though winning two free Snapples wasn't enough, today I won a Snapple Portable CD Case! Next up on the prize list is a Snapple Baseball Cap. Odds are that I only need to drink another 38 Snapples to get the cap. Wish me luck or just send me Snapples (regular iced tea, please). When it isn't playing music, the Aiwa stereo in my house keeps playing games of slot machine with itself. Any idea how to shut it off? I find it amusing. To think, the stereo is gambling with itself. My how we humanize technology in our minds... Wow, Russians have proverbs... :) Happiness is not a horse, you cannot harness it. -- Russian Proverb By the way, I get these proverbs from Proverbs Plus a service of DailyInbox.com. You are welcome to skip me as the middle man and receive them directly. Thursday, July 27, 2000 World leaders met and argued over genetically modified food. President Clinton takes the economic side, supporting genetically modified food farmers in the U.S., and Europe and Japan take the cautious conservative side. I side with the latter. We need more people eating organic produce, not genetically modified food. Who decided alarm clocks will have nine-minutes between alarms when you snooze? Who propagated that standard? Am the only one who finds that strange? Articles like this bring me close to tears. Everything I've read and seen about Tiger Woods is awe-inspiring. He makes me want to be great. Google delivers with this treatise on why alarm clock snooze buttons are nine minutes long, though I'm not content with the answer. I found another reason, but I can't tell if it's a joke or not. I love seeing my friends recognized for their passions. Karyn Young and I met in 1996 at IBM while working on alphaWorks. We hit it off right away and spent the next few years eating Indian food while debating principles of the 7 Habits of Highly Effective People, yoga, meditation, rolfing and life in general. At that time I was a web developer and a student, and she was in product marketing. She went off to become an Information Architect and now I do similar work as a designer. Now we mainly debate web design and argue about the best way to create interactive web sites. Well, today I was ecstatic when I received the ACIA newsletter. Karyn was interviewed by Lou Rosenfeld for her role as an Information Architect at IBM. She said some pretty smart stuff! This stands out to me as profound and well-explained: Karyn: The Internet is about shifting customer interaction from something that occurs between humans to something that primarily happens between a human (e.g., a customer) and a web site. In such an interaction, what customers need hasn't changed much; how it gets delivered has. Information architecture addresses the how.Kudos to Karyn! Apparently, somebody (Linda) at About.com likes this web site. I am one (two actually) of this week's About.com sites of the week! That gives me the pleasure to display this logo (and I will only do it here so you are not forever annoyed by its existence like say, on the webcam page): In honor of this award, I put the live video features from last week's Cammunity's showcase back online. You can watch live video, obviously, from the webcam page. Saturday, July 29, 2000 In life you can never be too kind or too fair; everyone you meet is carrying a heavy load. When you go through your day expressing kindness and courtesy to all you meet, you leave behind a feeling of warmth and good cheer, and you help alleviate the burdens everyone is struggling with. -- Brian Tracy Sunday, July 30, 2000 Why does it have to be the airline I have the most miles on? (via cam) These are good tips (via brig), tips that clue you in for when things aren't right in your 'net startup. I know from experience. I like experience. I watched X-Men last Thursday. I recommend it to anyone who has ever fantasized waking up one day to learn that you have special powers. Powers that you could use for good or evil, giving you a tremendous responsibility. You already have that tremendous responsibility, but it seems like the responsibility would be so much greater if you had special powers. Earlier that same day, I read an unrelated article that led me to this page on punctuated equilibrium. I believe the theory of punctuated equilibrium is the basis for how X-Men, the mutants, came to exist. Early in the movie, the narrator states that the human species has stayed relatively unchanged for a while, but now humans with mutations have appeared. Punctuation equilibrium summarized: "instead of a slow, continuous movement, evolution tends to be characterized by long periods of virtual standstill ('equilibrium'), 'punctuated' by episodes of very fast development of new forms." Monday, July 31, 2000 Resourceful Ron Khoury always finds the counter point of view. Organic food may be more dangerous to you than the stuff grown with pesticides. The article says organic food may contain more bacteria and could be worse for the environment because organic farmers require more land. Ron found this transcript of a recent discussion on ABC's 20/20. The transcript goes into further detail than the article. Well, you know Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston didn't have a Jewish wedding ceremony based on the wedding rings they used. I recently (re)learned during a meeting with the cantor for my brother's upcoming wedding that the rings at Jewish weddings must have no diamonds or decorations on them. Actually, at an orthodox wedding, there is only one ring--the one given to the bride. Yahoo.com believes that if you type in one of the following phrases, you are trying to find elan.org:
I will be your Dixie chicken, if you'll be my Tennessee lamb. We can walk together down in Dixieland. Craaaaash into me. Craaaaash into me. Craaaaash into me... -- Dave Matthews Band Tuesday, August 1, 2000 Sometimes I am yelled at virtually for what I write here. Yes, Dave, I could tell you were yelling. :) Anyway, as it turns out, those lyrics I heard sung by Dave Matthews while listening to a live CD of Dave Matthews Band weren't his own. You might have known that, but I didn't. I thought the change from his regular lyrics was clever and unique, but apparently not. They are from Little Feet's Dixie Chicken album and song by the same title. There is a good article in the August issue of Communications of the ACM magazine titled "Does Typography Affect Proposal Assessment?" Daniel Berleant reviewed 30 proposals rated highly competitive, competitive and not competitive by a major funding agency. He drew patterns between the proposals' layouts and organization with their competitiveness ratings. Some of the patterns he found were as follows:
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Wednesday, August 2, 2000 In matters of style, swim with the current; in matters of principle, stand like a rock. -- Thomas Jefferson Not that I think much about such topics, but something doesn't seem quite right about cloning Jesus from the holy blood samples floating around and planting them into a voluntary young virgin. The baby Jesus version 2.0 is going to be another person born into the human condition with the same struggles to overcome as everyone else to become a "holy person." Try following in Jesus version 1.0's footsteps... geez. I've picked up a short-term consulting gig that I will be involved with over the next week. I will conduct a heuristic evaluation with design recommendations for a startup doing an enhanced web-based email service. Writing here may become infrequent. Actually, I am also about to upgrade to Internet Explorer 5.5, which may make updates non-existent. Ironic reason for the upgrade: Internet Explorer 5.0 isn't behaving as it should (new browser windows won't open) so I am hoping v5.5 will.
Didn't you know? We have an orifice picking theme here at elan.org. Thursday, August 3, 2000 I'm glad to see some design experience joining Jakob Nielsen and Don Norman at their company. I hope that there will be some cross-pollination of ideas and some education amongst the teams. Together, they have a large audience; perhaps they can bring the industry forward in understanding of user-centered design and the interdependence of various roles in interactive development. I use a tool called Allaire HomeSite 4.5 to create the HTML for this site. Today, I came across a a tool called 1st Page 2000, which costs nothing and looks exactly like HomeSite. Intersting, the name is quite close to FrontPage 2000 (Microsoft's semi-equivalent product), which is the leader in overall name recognition while HomeSite is the used the most by Windows-based web-heads. Interaction designers always look for compelling and inspiring ways to explain what we do for a living and why. Earnest Adams is a game designer (a specialized interaction designer in my eyes). He shares his compelling and inspiring design philosophy on his web site (something more designers should do, including me). His concepts of various spaces, particularly emotional and ethical space, in which the game player "lives" is a unique way to think about interactive experiences. Dave G. sent me a link to a fictitious scenario making fun of management-heavy organizational charts. I wonder if this is still as big a problem as it was in the late 80's and early 90's. Dave G. also comes across a rebuttal to 20/20's interview covering the negatives of organic food. Good stuff. Sunday, August 6, 2000 I finally found a Flash site I really really like. Egomedia (4+ browser with Macromedia Flash required) is a New York based firm focusing on brand strategy. It looks like the company is filled with a bunch of Russians, too. Ron was browsing around and found a laptop-toting Buddha and thought of me. There are plenty of other funny gifts at stupid.com. Monday, August 7, 2000 Once a hero always a hero. On or off the movie screen, it doesn't matter. "You must learn to translate wisdom and strong feelings into labor." -- Jim Rohn Lane Halley of Cooper Interaction Design pointed me to Willing to Try. Willing to Try is another fun flash site. I recommend it; it made me smile often. The concepts it uses reminded me of what Scott McCloud explained in Understanding Comics. Art further from realism invites participation in the mind of the experiencer and each one of us completes the experience differently. Play with Willing to Try and it will demonstrate what Scott means. Tuesday, August 8, 2000 I thought if I used the headset on my cell phone I was keeping the radiation from reaching me. I guess not necessarily. Eversafe has appeared on the market with an adhesive shield to block radiation from your phone. But, then you are better off using the phone directly as it still may leak radition through the lead contacts on the headset. Not good. Wednesday, August 9, 2000 I like this piece of advice: "When in doubt, make a fool of yourself. There is a microscopically thin line between being brilliantly creative and acting like the most gigantic idiot on earth. So, what the hell, leap." -- Cynthia Heimel Dave G. continues to help me pound on the negative 20/20 report on organic foods. Latest news: "ABC News admitted yesterday that a '20/20' report by John Stossel criticizing organic produce contained inaccurate information and said the reporter would apologize on the air this Friday for his error." An article about the mistake also appeared in the NY Times yesterday (registration required). On the cell phone radiation topic, Jason shares an article about a Maryland neurologist with brain cancer who is suing several cell phone service providers. Ryan shares another slick Flash site: WebMedia. It seems that some of the best Flash work is done to showcase a design firm's abilities. Does anybody have any great Flash sites that are about learning or business? As an aside, WebMedia did something right, they had the following message at the beginning of their Flash experience: "This appears to be your first visit to Wm3. The site introduction will be loaded. On subsequent visits using this browser, the intro will be skipped. It can be replayed from the main menu at any time." I hope you don't come here expecting any original content. I'm all about quoting other people and linking to somebody else's original content. :) Friday, August 11, 2000 I didn't catch this last month when it was covered. Larry Ellison gave the commencement speech at Yale University (via Jeanius). He told the graduating class that they are all losers because they got diplomas, not like the so-called winners: Michael Dell, Bill Gates, Paul Allen and Larry himself. Those four all dropped out of school and now they are in the top ten list of billionaires. I wonder if I can renounce my degree. Saturday, August 12, 2000 Woops, Yael brought to my attention that all the articles on the site where I found that Larry Ellison article are jokes. Although, there were quite a few facts (like everybody not graduating college) in the article, the story itself was a joke. Monday, August 14, 2000 Stores that sell fresh chocolate covered strawberries recommend you eat them within two days. If you refrigerate them and eat them at day three or four they start to taste like chocolate covered liquor candies. I ordered the Dalai Laptop from stupid.com. The address label on the envelope is funny.
Tuesday, August 15, 2000 I am in California (for those who don't know, and there are many of you since I didn't have time to tell everybody) heading to dinner with Gary (from Fair Lawn who is interning for the summer). (I will write more (later)). |
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Wednesday, August 16, 2000 Gas is more expensive here than in NJ. "The first quality of courage is the willingness to launch with no guarantees. The second quality of courage is the ability to endure when there is no success in sight." -- Brian Tracy I want to write more here, but I'm rather tired and distracted with all the interviewing and fun here. I hope all is well back home and that I gather the energy soon to inspire a smile in you. If you're bored, try a random old entry I wrote. Thursday, August 17, 2000 This morning I was randomly exploring the results of a recent AVP beach volleyball tournament. I haven't been paying much attention to the tour this year, but I was curious because I want to watch when they come to Jersey. Well, while looking at the results from the AVP Virginia Beach open, I recognized the name Arbel Meidav (at the bottom of the list, one of the #49s). I went to high school with Arbel. He was in the class below me and the star of our high school team. In fact, he is one of the reasons I joined the team. Woah, a Fair Lawn boy in the big leagues. Who would have thought? Go Arbel! Saturday, August 19, 2000 Thursday was fun. I had a good day of interviews and there was an interesting theme. Turns out, my roomate to be (oh, hey, by the way, I'm moving to California) got a Hyundai ELANtra as his rental car. I've been following or being followed by an Elantra for the last two days. Oh, and I went out to Bistro Elan for lunch yesterday. Having fun... missing you... more to come. Sunday, August 20, 2000 My future roomate left back to Pittsburgh very early this morning. I'm heading up to San Francisco today. I'm going to try to spend some time playing volleyball at the Marina over looking the bay and Golden Gate Bridge. I'm going to crash at a friends in SF tonight and tomorrow night and the plan is to head back home on Tuesday afternoon. I have been having lots of fun exploring the area and thinking quite deeply about what it will be like to move here. Tuesday, August 22, 2000 I did end up at the marina in San Francisco yesterday. I went to play volleyball, but I didn't expect to see anybody I know. I did recognize a few players from previous year visits, but I don't know them well. Luckily, somebody just came over and asked me to play. Four hours later, I was exhausted. I stopped at that point, but I had already made a boo-boo. I sunburned. Today I walked into my interviews with a bright red face, which makes for a good icebreaker. This was on top of the fact that my muscles were sore. Mental note: the hills in San Francisco, where I am staying tonight, are not conducive to sore thighs. I'm heading home tomorrow. I'm looking forward to saying hi to the friends and family I miss and having a second to rest in a comfortable environment. I'm scheduled to land at midnight. If all goes well (and I'm flying United so cross your fingers), I'll be behind the webcams again on Wednesday and they will be working correctly, too. I've also been having a weird problem with e-mail during this trip. I haven't been able to send any e-mail. I can receive it, but I can't send it. In fact, what's even worse is that when I send mail I think it is received, but in reality nobody gets it. Now there is a bunch of you out there who I think received e-mail from me, but really haven't. I think the problem is a setting on my laptop and it will be remedied when I connect back to that nice and fast DSL. Friday, August 25, 2000 So, obviously I'm back from California and a long week of interviews and apartment searching. I haven't calmed down and settled in yet, so I have been staying away from writing here. I'm going to take another 24 hour vacation from writing here. I'm heading to Long Beach Island in Jersey to relax and play some volleyball, and I will be leaving the laptop at home. I'll be back later this weekend and I'm planning to share my adventures from the trip over the next week. There are a few amusing stories. I will also be announcing my new employer next week and sharing some pictures from the trip. Lots going on these days... Monday, August 28, 2000 Two years ago, when I visited Singapore for the second time, I stayed with an American couple (Matt and Sybil) during my first few days. This was a few months before they were planning on ending their time in Singapore and embarking on a long journey backpacking through Asia. Well, yesterday Alina pointed me to Matt's site. From his writings I've learned that Sybil was diagnosed with cancer soon after their travels. They have been fighting it together on and off since then. I only interacted with Sybil for a few days, but I clearly remember her motherly instincts and genuine care for my well-being. She made wonderful meals and explained much about the ways of Singapore. I was a complete stranger but she bestowed a sense of comfort in me during my first emotionally uneasy days in Singapore. Now I continue to be inspired by how she's fighting the illness and how Matt demonstrates his love. A more recent update of her condition shows brilliance on Matt's part about using holistic remedies and positive energy to help her along. I wish her the best and a speedy (more permanent) recovery. Matt and Sybil, let's meet up again in some remote country during our random travels! Tuesday, August 29, 2000 The fact of the matter is that this web site has sucked for the last few weeks. I haven't written much fun stuff. I haven't linked to anything worthwhile. The cameras have been up and down. elan.org has not received much attention from elan.human. Well, elan.org will continue to be in a drought period for the next few days. I finally got up to three cameras working, but one of my computers just stopped liking any camera I would connect to it, so now I'm down to three working ones (for now). Currently, I'm in Atlanta. What am I doing skipping across the U.S.? Well, last week I ended a trip in California hoping to find a full-time job and an apartment. This week I'm in Atlanta helping a startup improve the experience of their web site as a design consultant. I'll be back on Friday. I don't know how filled my schedule will be, but I have much to say and share and no time to sit down and express my thoughts into cohesive consumable mumbo jumbo. Though, would you believe my hotel has a T1 connection and I'm using it right now with my laptop? A nice bonus… that enables one of my webcams to work from out of the house. Wednesday, August 30, 2000 I've gotten on this weird sushi fetish. I used to hate sushi and Japanese food, but something has changed me in the last few weeks. Well, I still don't eat raw fish, but I do muddle with rice, seaweed and non-fish contents. I usually get an avocado and cucumber roll, and I tried a kimchi hand roll this week that I enjoyed eating like an ice cram cone. Today I entertained myself with a cucumber and black caviar roll. Actually, is caviar considered raw fish? Are they fish yet, or just eggs? I’m not getting into "is it considered a life if it..." issue here (no connections to abortion, please). Anyway, I've been raised eating caviar, so it isn’t some Japanese delicacy for me. But for future reference, cucumber and black caviar with sesame seeds in rolls don't exactly make my mouth sizzle, although they work on bread with butter.
"One of the best places to start to turn your life around is by doing whatever appears on your mental 'I should' list." -– Jim Rohn Thursday, August 31, 2000 Cool, now I can book a Taxi in Singapore from the U.S. So, there is a really weird bug in one of the libraries of ColdFusion code I'm using. If it says 31 days old or -1 days old for my webcam images, then just ignore it and pretend it says today! |
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Sunday, September 3, 2000 Why does everybody write about the secret to making money online? There is no secret to making money online. What's the secret to making money offline? There isn't one. It is not about being online or offline, it is about providing something worth paying for in a sustainable way. There is no secret, so stop trying to convince the world there is one. Actually, do you know what the secret is to making money online? I'll tell you. You can make loads of dough by selling dressy and casual shoes for really small feet! I spent the day in Brooklyn, Soho and the Upper West Side looking for shoes I can wear to my brother's wedding and to replace the raggedy old brown ones I wear everyday that I have been not impressing my interviewers with. Nobody had shoes my size, and if they did, the style stunk. I'm convinced my feet have shrunk in the last year. I never had it so bad trying to find shoes. Seven freaking hours of shopping and not a single purchase. Just last night I was complaining about how shopping was such a wasteful activity. The only thing not wasteful about it today was spending time with my mother--an opportunity that dwindles each day, as I get closer to my California move. Caffeine = drug, what else is new? I learned something new last week about caffeine. Water is the emotional element (metaphysics?). This means that when you drink a lot of water and are hydrated you become more sensitive to your body's signals and emotional triggers. When you are hydrated, you are more in tune, so to speak and have a higher potential to be happy and do the right thing (and be more sensitive to the negative emotions and feel more of the pain). Caffeine dehydrates you, so when everyone on this planet drinks a lot of it, they get an energy boost, but they also simultaneously become number to their feelings. This is similar to alcohol, but caffeine is a more approved escape route. I found that to be an interesting connection--also probably not a surprise to most. Last week, I decided to go hiking for a few hours to contemplate my job offers, to reflect on the current problems/opportunities in my life and to think about how I want my upcoming months to be. Overall I have been running around keeping too busy by jumping from thing to thing to person to place to role to thing and so on. I didn't give myself time to renew, so I needed it. Last Sunday was the first time I went hiking by myself. I packed up the bag, picked a spot on the trail map for Harriman and got into the car. I hiked for a bit, climbed up to viewpoint and just plopped down there in my Crazy Creek chair for about three hours. I thought about what I needed to think about (not everything though), made some decisions, stood up, took a picture and hiked back out. When I took the picture, I experimented with the panoramic features of my camera, and was surprised with the outcome. Here was the view from my contemplation seat (278k big). Monday, September 4, 2000 In a recent GoodExperience.com column (August 28), Mark Hurst writes the following regarding personalization: But even the best personalization is no match for good, old-fashioned *word of mouth*. David Weinberger, author of the Joho newsletter, gets this quote in the article:That quote isn't exactly right. Just because my friends know me, doesn't mean they can recommend the appropriate titles or products. My friends don't have the broad experience with a multitude of titles that the masses do. There are pros and cons both ways, which is why both word of mouth and automated massive systems are useful and in use. Today brought four more unsuccessful hours of shoe shopping. Atleast I came away from the experience with two pairs of pants and three pairs of socks. Tuesday brings more travel. I'm down to Atlanta again for more design consulting. I think the engagement is working out well. There is a nice chemistry between the team and me. It is a place I could see myself working, although that won't be happening (I ain't moving to Atlanta) anytime soon. The project is interesting, too, for the following reasons:
Tuesday, September 5, 2000 Today was a good consulting day. We made progress on various fronts. Tomorrow we’re conducting card sorting studies and usability tests. The Thai food for dinner was decent and will be lunch tomorrow, too. Note: Elan hard at work, with little time to play, makes his tummy chubby. Wednesday, September 6, 2000 I think I got myself upset when I wrote last night that I'm developing a chubby tummy. So, I got up this morning and went for a jog on the treadmill in the hotel's exercise room (which happens to be next door to my room). Now I feel better and more ready for the long day at work. Sybil, the woman who hosted me for a few days in Singapore, is regressing as the doctors continue to find more cancer in her body. Matt, her loving husband, wrote an update today on his site about her condition and what they are doing. Please send positive thoughts, energy and wishes her way. To all of my friends who always wanted to have a simple page where they write a journal or weblog like this, but thought it was too complicated... well, now it isn't! If it was too hard for you to setup (what the hell is an FTP template directory?) or it cost too much money for you to host your site, then I introduce you to: BlogSpot. From the company that brings you Blogger, BlogSpot is a free complete hosting and blogging solution (with advertising). Thursday, September 7, 2000 There are no quick and easy shortcuts when it comes to health. Eat real fruit and vegetables, don't pop pills for nutrition and to try to prevent cancer. I've never seemed to be able to fit a run into a lunch hour, although I've never really tried hard. Somehow, I don't feel I could get a whole run, stretching and shower done in an hour. Yet, more and more people are doing other things during their lunch hour and eating later. I would love to come back from lunch fully energized instead of tired from the food while it digests in my body. Tiredness seems to happen more often than energized after lunch. Although, I almost always come back from a run more energized than not. Perhaps I should work harder on changing my routine. Friday, September 8, 2000 My flight was delayed and we landed an hour later than scheduled. Well, at least I'm at home safe and sound. Talk to you tomorrow! Saturday, September 9, 2000 "Surrounding yourself with dwarfs does not make you a giant." -- Yiddish Proverb Camera 1 still doesn't work. When it stopped working, I forgot to update the "live video" link on the webcam page so when people clicked on it, they didn't get "live video." I fixed it now so you will get Camera 2 when you click on it and I fixed Camera 3 so live video works from it also. I'll be giving the site a little more attention this weekend. I'm hoping to catch up with a bunch of site stuff. I'm researching mattresses today. I think I've settled on an air-filled mattress from Select Comfort. Now I need to decide on a size: full or queen. Though, this doesn't solve my problem completely. I need to find a frame and head board, too. Any recommendations on a site? At least I could order my mattress, put it on the floor and sleep on it before I get the rest of it. Another attempt at shoe shopping today produced a leather jacket and some okay black shoes for daily wear. Nothing worth writing about on your web site or anything. In this endless quest to satisfy my feet, I found Uncle Zach's Organic Socks. By the way, I have the same problem finding dressy socks. The sizes in the stores are 10-13, and I need the 6-10. There seems to be a short theme on elan.org these past few weeks... short on the content and content about short stuff. :) Sunday, September 10, 2000 Dude, go see Nurse Betty! It was awesome. I haven't laughed so hard at a movie for a long time, and it was real genuine laughter (not short giggles like at Jim Carey or Naked Gun type movies). Even Crispin Glover had a significant part of the movie playing a similar role to his role as George McFly in Back to the Future. In fact, serious Back to the Future fans may notice a line at the end of Nurse Betty that parallels a line George McFly made towards Biff. I'm digressing. It was a hilarious movie with Renée Zellweger and Morgan Freeman both doing an amazing job. Go see it! Tuesday, September 12, 2000 I chatted with one of Amir's friends last night about his travels. We decided that when his friends visit his site to read about his travels, jealousy is the predominant emotion. He has done so much already, and its only 3 months into what could be a 12-month or longer adventure. Just a brief list of the adventures that he chose to share: Inca ruins, paragliding, the Nasca Lines, snow boarding in the desert, and passing out while leaving a cafe. The stories he shares and the pictures he leads us to on his front page are awesome, but I found two obscure links (bad pictures from July and bad pictures from August) that tell more about the native life he's seen and the kinds of pictures he takes that we usually don't get to see. Some of you have remained unconvinced by my recommendation to see Nurse Betty. Go see Nurse Betty! Andrew and Rory think you should too. As does Jamie, who's found some cool Crispin Glover fan sites, too. Would you believe that in the last seven days 64 people came to my web site looking for a biography of Bill Gates. If you type in "bill gates biography" in Yahoo, my site appears as link number four. I wonder how many students have submitted biography papers that look just like mine. Today I was researching ways to keep in touch with family and friends on the east coast when I move to California. I think I found the solution. Yap Gear will let me make 1¢ per minute phone calls to anywhere in the domestic U.S. (only the 48 mainland states). All I have to do is buy the phone for $55, connect it to one of my computers and it will use my Internet connection (regular modem or DSL) to call people. Wednesday, September 13, 2000 Now this is a bit more interesting than Survivor. I have been researching companies that transport cars. I need to ship my vehicle to California. All the companies seem to be family-owned. They also seem to be all located in the middle of nowhere. I feel like they are all being run by people in the boondocks (is that a word?). Ironically, I get concerned when a company refers me to the Better Business Bureau for references. I guess I'm just not used to dealing with small companies that don't have national brands. Would you trust these guys if you ran into them on the street? Don't they look like the people you would expect to run pyramid schemes? Cam found a funny NY Times article that makes great use of bold! Like he said, it is like reading two articles in one. Living in the NJ I heard a lot about last week's U.N. World Leadership Forum. The radio stations spent most of their time talking about traffic and street closures while urging everyone to avoid that whole area of Manhattan. This led me to think about what they could possibly do to make New York secure and safe. Well, my curiousity was partially sated when I found Dan Bricklin's page (with pictures) about security at the forum. Ryan just pointed out that CNET put up a page of radiation ratings for cell phones. My brick (as I like to call my cell phone, which doubles as protection in dark alleys) is too old to be on the list. "Good to begin well, better to end well." -- German Proverb My mom tried her dress on tonight for my brother's wedding. She looked absotutely fabulous (as though she is the bride). I find it absurd that men just can't look as good. We're stuck in a tux, while a woman can (and must, unfortunately) shop like mad for something flattering and unique. |
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Thursday, September 14, 2000 Alan makes some good points about TiVo in TiVo is One Jack Short, but I think he is just a bit off the mark. The reason TiVo is concerned about adding features like networking jacks to the box is because the current subscriber base is filled with ETAs (early technology adopters). When and if these advanced VCRs make it to the stage where they are bought instead of today's VCRs by someone like my mother, then the existence of networking jacks is a moot point. At that point put in the networking jack, let the techies have their fun and let third parties improve the system because 85% of the people who buy it won't care and will use it as it comes out of the box. At that point, TiVo has little to lose. Friday, September 15, 2000 Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez! I want to read about his early life and years of training. Sunday, September 17, 2000 My brother's wedding is today! I'm about to finish preparing the Best Man's toast and I need to guard these rings with my life. Pictures to come when it is all over... Monday, September 18, 2000 "When you kiss me without uttering a word, you speak to my soul." -- A quote from a Perugina candy The wedding is over, though it doesn't feel over. I know that all these years of us wondering, hoping, crying, and complaining about the women my brother has been dating and not dating are over. After you get to certain age and you think you’re ready to get married then every date after that is a struggle until you meet the one. Then, when you meet the one, every date is wondering if she really is the one. I don’t know this from personal experience, but from what I remember, my brother and my older friends went through these stages. Now that's over, right? Well, soon it will be my turn, or at least that is what I heard at least ten times yesterday. I feel relieved that it is all over, but now there is nothing to stand in the way of me thinking about my move. The best man's speech and seeing people I haven't seen in years was on my mind up until now, but those are both over. Actually, we have a few folks from Canada and California over doing shots of Russian vodka and singing old Yiddish songs. I get to see a bunch of drunken Russian 50-year olds reminiscing about twice a year when someone from my parents' early years visits New Jersey. I find it very entertaining in the beginning, but as the night drags on, I get more impatient. I know I'm going to miss it in California and I'll do the same thing (maybe not drink and sing, but something else—eat waffles and chocolate ice cream?) when I'm older. But anyway, back to the wedding, here are some pictures from yesterday:
I had a blast dancing, playing with the crowd during my speech and seeing all 200+ relatives and friends. It was an event that is closest to what my wedding will probably be like. Although, that depends much on who the lovely lady will be. :) Tuesday, September 19, 2000 Some of you have remarked that my brother looks like John Travolta. What do the rest of you think? Today is about packing stuff and sending it to California. That means the cameras are going to be down for two weeks until I move and get settled in. One of them (Camera 3) will be up sporadically until that point. I'm also heading to Atlanta tonight for one more trip of on-site consulting. I'll be back very late Thursday night. My friend Ryan (who refuses to do anything new to his web site) won a TiVo this week by writing a poem about why he needs one! There are ten winners a day until October 31st. Enter the contest! I wonder if I will even make it to Atlanta tonight. My flight, initially scheduled to leave at 6:00pm has been delayed to 6:30pm, then 6:50pm and now 8:15pm. That gives me more time to pack and do other things, but still. I wanted to get in a decent hour so I could get to the office early with a well-rested and productive state of mind. Cool, next the flight went to 8:35pm then to 8:54pm. If you like seeing numbers increase check out this page. I'm hoping 9:10pm it is because I'm heading to the airport now. Thursday, September 21, 2000 Hiring mothers of young children makes so much sense. I've never been able to generalize about another group on the level of concentration and focus that mothers manage to accomplish. For those who didn't know, Yael (Amir's little sister) started a weblog called "16 candles down the drain." And Amir is right, she's a better writer than him or me. Hey Yael, what are you going to call it when you turn 17? It is supposed to rain for most of the day in Atlanta. Let's keep an eye on my outbound flight tonight. Perhaps we'll have fun watching the numbers increase again. Yey! Continuing on the storm theme today: "A vow made in the storm is forgotten in the calm." -- American Proverb There was a heavy downpour this morning in Atlanta. There was a heavy downpour during one of my past trips to Atlanta. Life really gets affected in Atlanta when there is a slight change from the typical dry warm weather. It took me 70 minutes to get a taxi to show up at my hotel this morning so I could get to work. The third taxi company the hotel called finally showed up. At least I was able to do work in the lobby while I was waiting. Friday, September 22, 2000 I made it home from Atlanta last night only an hour later than planned. I'm going to miss working with the team there and getting my head around their problems. They will be announcing their corporate site soon, and I'll share the link when they do. I'm moving to California and I want to share with you the motivations, the hopes and the challenges that go with it. So, I wrote a new journal entry (finally) to tell you all about it. It is long, but has a lot of stuff that I think is worth reading (if you like reading the other things you find here). Here is bulleted summary of what I share:
Saturday, September 23, 2000 I am having a few people over tonight for a going-away gathering. Camera 4 should be showing the action... Monday, September 25, 2000 Cameras 1, 2 and 4 are down until I get resettled in California. The computers are shutdown. My desks will be taken apart later this afternoon. My car will be picked up by the transporters tonight. My chairs and bookshelf have been taken apart. I'm shipping books, computers and cookware today. I'm off to Bed, Bath and Beyond to get sheets for my new queen-sized bed. Today is a busy day and all about moving except for the good-bye dinner tonight. The weather is getting rather cold out here in Jersey, it will be nice to be here instead. Tuesday, September 26, 2000 The car wasn't picked up last night. It was picked up today. Hopefully I'll only be carless for a few days after I arrive (which is tomorrow night). |
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Wednesday, September 27, 2000 That's it. The last of the boxes are shipped. Time to finish the suitcases. I'm outta here in about an hour. The first leg of my journey is here and the second is here. Elan is going bye-bye (from NJ). Thursday, September 28, 2000 I am investigating cell phones and service plans in the bay area. I'm trying to choose a good phone and a plan that allows me to call anywhere in the US without roaming charges. I am leaning towards SprintPCS, although I have used BellAtlantic Wireless (Verizon) for the last year. I came across this funny review of Sprint's service in the Bay Area. Now I'm hesitating. I'll wait until I get to work on Monday and ask around. For this kind of stuff, I trust personal opinion more than any web site reviews for some reason. Do you have any recommendations? Friday, September 29, 2000 The water quality seems good here and it is coming from Yosemite! Saturday, September 30, 2000 "The difference between the right word and the almost right word is the difference between lightning and the lightning bug." -- Mark Twain Near my apartment is Santa Cruz Ave. It is a quaint street that can be considered the Main Street of Menlo Park. Most Main Streets are filled with hardware stores, grocery shops and locksmiths, but this one is filled with Japanese restaurants, expensive Asian wares, (tables, tea sets, brass Buddha’s, etc.), banks, jewelers and of course a Starbucks. I walked down the street to get acquainted with the area yesterday. Towards the end of my walk, I checked out the Tibetan carpet store. The two men in there (one was a monk) were quite friendly. One of them told me about TibetLink.com, which is a search engine for Tibetan resources. They also told me about a Tibetan temple down the same road about five minutes away. Unfortunately, there are only two Tibetan restaurants in the Bay Area, both of which are far from here. There are at last five in New York City. I figured with all the Asians around here, there would be more, but there is a larger Tibetan population in NJ and NY then around here according to the two nice men at the carpet store. Sunday, October 1, 2000 I am going to have to figure out what to do with the timezones on this web site. My web site hosting provider is located in Virginia, so all the times here are by default Eastern Daylight Savings time. That was a good thing, until now. I am actually writing this in the Pacific Daylight Savings timezone. So, although this entry is stamped 12:11 AM on October 1st, I wrote it at 9:11 PM on September 30. The first kitchen rule my roommate Jason learned: If you don't want Elan to eat something, put it on the top shelf of the cabinet. I wrote this the night I arrived in California: Moving across the country requires patience and a sense of humor. First a separate story... My grandparents went to Europe last month for a two-week vacation. They borrowed a suitcase from my parents. On the way back, their suitcase was lost. It had a lot of their clothes and all the gifts they bought. They were upset and my mom was ready to go shopping with them for undergarments and what not that were lost. About a week after they returned, the airline found the suitcase in Las Vegas. The airline brought the suitcase to my house a few days ago and my grandparents took out all their stuff.Traveling does require patience and a sense of humor because only one day later the airline found my suitcase and two days later my mattress arrived. My first major trip to the Safeway (the 24 hour supermarket blocks from my apartment) produced some unexpected surprises and disappointments. Cocoa Pebbles were on special, buy one get one free. I loaded it up with four of those. The Asian section produced some teriyaki sauce and a surprise showing of Korean Bul Go Ki marinade sauce. Bonus, that's a big shortcut to making it myself (not that I know how yet). The disappoints were the no shows: matzos and cheese blintzes. I guess these shouldn't be surprises. I can't find the Jewish in California supermarkets but I sure can find the Asian. A little Internet research produced some useful results. A block from work is a kosher bagel shop and a kosher food store (dairy, meat and other). On my way to work I can get bagels and whitefish for breakfast. On my way home from work I can get some matzos and blintzes, then stop at the Russian food store (a quarter mile from work) to pick up some caviar and pelmani. No problems getting the food I was raised on here. Now if only my car would arrive. Tomorrow is my first day at "dream job." :) Tuesday, October 3, 2000 Work is very cool. "Boot camp" started today. Lunch is almost over. More from E later. Wednesday, October 4, 2000 EPNS2 is good for something. Jason and I got a mini-network going so Cameras 2 and 4 are connected (while we are using the modems). Camera 4, which used to point outside to my dead-end street is now on the fridge looking at the kitchen sink (so you can count our dirty dishes when you're really really bored). Jason says don't forget to count the ones on the rack that are clean, too. Camera 2 is currently in the dining room (which hasn't had much dining and has no dining room table in in yet) looking at the kitchen. In fact, you could see Camera 4 in the image from Camera 2; it is about the size of one gray pixel. After you're done counting the dishes, see if you can find the camera. This morning, about 30% of the people waiting for the train put their fingers in their ears so they wouldn't hear the loud train stop. I noticed someone else do that when the bus stopped. I've never seen anyone do that in New York. Thursday, October 5, 2000 I found this while researching the gym providers my health plan supports. It took me six minutes to get home from work during lunch today instead of the 60 miles I used to drive when I commuted to Princeton. Going home for lunch means saving dough and being able to run errands. Being closer means I'll be able to do more things at night after work, too. In general, I'm pretty excited. I drove home from work today in my car. The car arrived this morning. The transport took eight days total and it arrived seemingly unharmed with all its contents. I packed my bookshelf, two desks and two living room chairs in the car. Jason put together a table and two chairs while I was at work. We put together my desk tonight. My room and the rest of the place is slowly starting to look like an apartment. There are still boxes everywhere; we don't have a dining room table. We've survived without a TV so far. I'll need to get it when I finally get my hands on a Playstation 2 (which could be quite a while). There have been plenty a late night discussion with Jason. Discussions about religion, morality, correct living and sexual conduct are the norm. I feel very lucky having a roomate that I respect immensely because he helps me question my existence and to raise the bar of my actions. He also cooked dinner for me twice this week because he hasn't started work yet. Though, he learned that beans aren't a good component for any of my meals. Sunday, October 8, 2000 I'm alive and well, just busy doing some interesting things like cooking my first chicken soup (using my mother's awesome recipe). I'll be fasting tonight and tomorrow and I won't be online until sundown tomorrow night. So, more from me then. Have a meaningful fast. Monday, October 9, 2000 Ahhhh... strawberry bagel... mmmmmmmmm... strawberry cream cheese. Breaking a fast, Jewish style. The chicken soup is heating up. "Do not be wise in words - be wise in deeds." -- Jewish Proverb You know, the squirrels are black here in California. It is getting cold here in California. The high's have dropped from 80 to 70. Maybe I'll have to put on a jacket in a month or so. :) "One should guard against preaching to young people success in the customary form as the main aim in life. The most important motive for work in school and in life is pleasure in work, pleasure in its result, and the knowledge of the value of the result to the community." -- Albert Einstein I think the major theme of this past weekend was food. Friday night Jason and I went to a great Japanese BBQ restaurant call Juban. The experience was similar to Korean BBQ, but they don't provide the many little bowls of munchies. The portion sizes for the entrees were smaller at Juban. The food tasted great! The portion sizes were perfect. I felt sated and not as though I overate. All this was a whole five-minute walk from our apartment. When you come visit, I'll take you there. Saturday night, after a few hours of afternoon volleyball on Stanford's campus, Jason felt a little light-headed. (Side note: my roommate plays good volleyball. What a sixpakin' surprise!) I decided to make him chicken vegetable stir-fry from those frozen just add chicken packages. That was a successful cooking endeavor. After dinner, I was talking to my mom on the phone and we were trying to decide what to eat before and after the fast. I decided it was an opportune time to try her chicken soup recipe. She explained the recipe and preparation process over the phone. I headed over to Safeway and bought a young chicken (sounds bad), a carrot and an onion. I came home, cleaned and cut the chicken and put it in a boiling pot of water with the other ingredients. Here is what the outcome looked like in the pot.
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Tuesday, October 10, 2000 A Russian coworker (the only Russian one) just pointed me to this Russian music (MP3) and video site. Alina, my Singapore connection, has been working hard on her web site. Finally, someone who eats more Asian food (yeah I know, I have actually been on an Asian vacation lately) than me and tells the world about it. She shares her lunch and dinners with us on a daily basis. This past Saturday one of the people I played volleyball with asked what I miss the most about New Jersey (not including people). I instantly answered "the ice cream, Dunkin Donuts and bagels." You would think in a warm climate like California, there would be ice cream shops on every corner and there would be a gross amount of inventiveness and personality in their ice cream. Not! After discovering Thomas Sweet, I have had a fixation on putting all sorts of toppings into my ice cream. T-Sweet calls it a blend-in. Some other ice cream shops call it a smash-in. Carvel calls it a Megamix. Now, I'm California, stuck with no Carvels, no T-Sweet, and no Halo Pub. I have to choose from Haagen Dazs and Baskin Robbins. The only conciliation is the small gelato shop in Palo Alto. As for Dunkin Donuts, one of the volleyball players told me there is one in Campbell, CA, wherever that is. Why aren't they on every corner like in Jersey and Boston? What's the deal with their web site? They don't even provide the capability to locate a donut shop. Hey wait, I could use someone else's web site to find one. Yup, look, there is one 19 miles from my apartment. Talk about a donut run. Let's not forget about bagels, bagels, bagels. I'm talking about a primary staple for my existence. I'm talking every Sunday morning and at least twice a week for breakfast. I'm talking something perfect to put underneath my lox and whitefish. Max is a bagel connoisseur. This past Sunday morning we met for bagels at Izzy's Brooklyn Bagels. First, a fact: Radburn Bagels in Fair Lawn, NJ makes the best bagels in the world. With that in mind, I should stop getting hopeful about every new bagel place we try. There was much left to be desired at Izzy's, but it was good for California. A detailed explanation with pictures and numbers is coming up. Just you wait and see. Oh, I don't know how mom knew, but she overnighted a dozen bagels, some killer lox and one of my favorite dessert/pastries that made it is way over from Latvia. Go mom. Other overnight packages of Boston Crème donuts or T-Sweet blend-ins are welcome; although, I can't guarantee I'll eat them by the time they get here. I wonder why mom didn't over night the three pounds of Kim chi sitting in her refrigerator. I wonder if she's thrown it out. Mom? Ooooh, a place where I don't feel alone. (via cam) :) By the way, living here in Menlo Park, California, Jason and I feel earthquake tremors on a daily basis, sometimes even twice a day. Basically, when the big freight trains come through at night, the entire apartment shakes. One day there will be an earthquake and we'll think it was a train. We estimate the train produces a 2.5 to 3 on the richter scale, not that either of us have any idea what a 2.5, 3 or any number on the ricther scale feels like. Wednesday, October 11, 2000 This morning my officemate's last night's date got into a motor biking accident. He slid across the pavement, but ended up okay: Elan: "I guess he was covered in a lot of leather." Elaine: "Just the way I like it." Oh yeah, my officemate's name is Elaine. Someone in HR was trying to be funny. Indian food: bad, bad, very very bad! If your stomach can hate you, mine hates me now. I've been sounding quite Jewish lately, haven't I? I think it may have to do with the following two reasons:
Thursday, October 12, 2000 "The problem is not that there are problems. The problem is expecting otherwise and thinking that having problems is a problem." -- Theodore Rubin I feel better now. A little. I had to wake up in the middle of the night (4:21 AM to be exact) to expel that Indian nastiness from my body. I hope I feel better. I need to concentrate and lead meetings in Boot Camp today. Saturday, October 14, 2000 So, I did feel better after that night of nastiness. Thursday went pretty well and Friday went great at work. I know haven't written much about it, but I love my job. I love the people I work with and I love what the company does. Everyday since I got here I've been learning more and more the little details of how we practice what we preach. Boot camp ends next Wednesday and I'll probably be put on a project soon there after, but I'm not sure when and with who. I may be in limbo for a few days. I was quite a computer geek for the last few days. I bought a new hard drive for my desktop and a new network hub so the network runs faster. I also got a new hard drive and camera for my laptop. The new hard drive allowed me to install Windows 2000. I couldn't believe it, but I really like it. You can tell Microsoft took a bunch of time to polish it. The interface and the performance is much improved over Windows 98 and Windows NT. The new camera is also of higher quality than my other ones. In fact, I'll be upgrading the quality of all my cameras so you'll see better pictures. Right now Camera 3 is the new camera and you should see more details in varying light conditions. Jason and I picked up the dining room table at IKEA today. It took a whole five minutes to put it together. I am excited about having a place to eat instead of standing or bringing it back to my computer. It needs a center piece. Any ideas? I was going to get a vase with some nice fake flowers (or real ones). I'm heading to my first Cali party in a few minutes. Oh, and today was the first day I took my car out on the highway, I mean freeway, in California. It felt a little weird. I realized that after the light on my dashboard turns on, notifying me that I'm running out of gas, that I still have enough gas for four round trips to work. Sunday, October 15, 2000 Did I tell you it cost me $32 to fill up my gas tank this week? I got directions from Yahoo to the party I went to tonight. The directions instructed me to turn on to a street name that I couldn't find. I got lost, called the host and he gave me correct directions. While schmoozing with a local I learned that the street Yahoo told me to turn on was destroyed in an earthquake a few years ago. 105.3 FM plays kickin' dance music after midnight! I had an epiphany tonight. The vacation is over. The nostalgic feeling of newness is fading. This is my life. This is my new way of living. This job, this apartment, my time, my habits, this climate are all part of a new me. It is time to take a serious responsibility over me and make my new life the way I want it to be. I have been posing a simple question to myself and I haven't enjoyed the answer. What action will cause me to be an inspiration for myself? I get an answer. It is easy to get an answer. You know what the right thing is to do. You know you will feel happy about it while and after you do it. You know the answer is the new thing, the hard thing. I take back what I said. Actually, I have very much enjoyed the answer to my question. What I haven't enjoyed is my insistence on not doing what inspires me. Something makes me think that this time I will be different. I will take the harder path more often than not. I will end the day, look at the mirror and feel inspired by my own actions. You, of course, can join me in this adventure. Salon has an interesting article on Steve Jobs and the story behind the new unauthorized biography about his second coming. In the early years of Apple, before the Mac came out, they released a computer called Lisa. In this article, the author of the book mentioned that in the early 80's (when Lisa came out) Steve Jobs refused to provide financial support for his out-of-wedlock daughter, named Lisa. I wonder if the names are a coincidence. Am I hot or not? Monday, October 16, 2000 "A vision without action is called a daydream; but then again, action without a vision is called a nightmare." -- Written by Jim Sorensen "You put a beautiful scar in my soul, and every time I look at it I smile thinking of you." The company in Atlanta that I was consulting for put up their corporate site. That site isn't what I was working on, in fact, they don't really mention what I worked on. Hopefully, we should be seeing the product of that work soon. Don't know what to do with your old Palm Pilots? Don't give them to your girlfriend, make a robot with it! (via onclave) Better yet, give the Palm to your girlfriend under the condition that she makes a robot out of it. Any young women interested in showering with Jesus? Wednesday, October 18, 2000 Today was full of intensity and creativity. Cooper Interaction Design projects typically end with a very detailed design of every major area of the designed product. Today, the next to last day of Boot Camp, we tried to stuff 5-6 weeks of work into a few hours. We cut corners left and right. Nonetheless, the day at work was filled with a rush to get as much done as we could. And the typical day at Cooper is all about creating, refining and communicating. At some point in the middle of the afternoon, I walked up the stairs towards my classmate's desk. Sitting on the couch was this guy that looked familiar, but I wasn't sure who he was. As I walked up the steps he said, "Hi, you're Elan, right?" (He pronounced my name correctly, too). I said yes and he responded by introducing himself as Alan Cooper. I got a tad nervous. I've been hearing about him for years and more recently I've finished his books (this was all before I ever came to work for him, albeit indirectly). While reading the books I rehearsed what I would say to him (as I do with every author I read). Naturally, as these situations always go, I was caught off guard and just chatted about the work I was doing for boot camp. I wished him well and went off to my classmates's desk. I think I was caught off guard because he knew my name. This should not have been a surprise, as human resources took pictures of new employees and presented them to Alan and company. Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunity to chat away with Alan, as he is just another smart human being that I'll be interacting with at work. That was just the first half of my day. Around 4pm, I drove into San Francisco. Traffic wasn't bad and I arrived at SF's Museum of Modern Art around 5:15pm. I attended a lecture to celebrate the local winners of Industrial Design Excellence Awards for 2000. The designers of winning products such as the Stowaway keyboard, the Water Bug/Power Bug, and the Xootr Scooter came on stage, briefly chatted about their product and shared some interesting snippets. I was all inspired to go make something. Though, the coolest part of the lecture was the end when a senior model creator (and destroyer) from Industrial Light and Magic came on stage. He has quite a resume of working on about 90 movies, starting with Star Wars, continuing with ET, Indiana Jones, the Back to the Future series, and the upcoming Star Wars movies. Let's just say the photographs he showed were awesome and the stories invoked those "god, I want to be you" feelings. Of course, the day didn't end there. Right after the lecture ended, I went to the Herbst Theatre to enjoy chamber music played by a friend of the family. I've been looking up to Robert as a musician since was making my own noise on the piano. I closed my eyes at the concert hall in order to enjoy the sounds produced by his fingers and guided by the notes of Schumann and Shostakovich. I got a lucky chance to chat with him one-on-one over dinner early this week and backstage tonight. The day feels too complete as it was filled by exposure to too amazing individuals. Now it is time to crash and see how much inspiration carries over to my own work in the near future. A coworker of mine pointed out a humorous site containing pictures of signs and such from Japan where they totally screwed up the Engrish. Like any ant in a new colony, I'm trying to meet other civilians. Tonight I stopped by at a Jewish singles event at a local Synagogue. Let's just say I was the youngest person there by at least ten years. I wasn't in the mood, so I quickly left, bought a quart (Safeway ran out of pints) of Dulche de Leche ice cream and went home to eat it, alone. My roommate left today for two nights for company training in Chicago. Oh, and I graduated Boot Camp today at work so this ice cream is also a celebration dessert. And now I'm off to meet Max for a late night rendezvous (tea) at a 24-hour diner-like place. I say diner-like because California is definitely lacking a Land and Sea (a Jersey diner). Thursday, October 19, 2000 I had the pleasure of chatting with Amir from South America. He actually called me at 6am not realizing that the "United States isn't in one time zone." He's been gone for a long time I see. He called me back again a few minutes ago at a decent hour. He's having a great time is finally contemplating coming home. Like a good friend should, I told he should never come back and stay down there as long as he can. He says hello to all. He's really loving the extreme sports: paragliding and kayaking--he survived class 3 rapids today and even flipped himself back over after getting overturned. He's meeting lots of people and having trouble keeping track of them. He's heading to Brazil eventually and has plenty of people to stay with for free. Next week he should be at Torres del Paine for a seven day trek. |