Wow… that wasn’t what I meant to do at all…

March 9, 2007

I mentioned in the previous entry that I was trying to figure out the trackback thingy, and in fact I did.  Unfortunately, it’s not at all what I thought it was.  See, I thought it was just a way of linking to someone else’s blog while providing them with a bit of a heads-up that you were doing so.  But what it REALLY is, apparently, is a way to put a link to YOUR blog on theirs.  So if I post about Wil Wheaton’s mention of knitting, and trackback to that mention, what happens is, on his page where he mentions knitting, now there’s an entry for anyone who reads that entry that says, “Hey, Dave over at TheWitFarm.com has also posted about this subject, go take a look.”

So, if you’re a WWdN fan, cruelly led here by the evils of mistaken trackback, I apologize, but please, have a look around.  Maybe there’s something here for you too.


Geek chic

March 8, 2007

If you’re reading my blog, you probably got here from my wife’s blog, and so you’re probably a knitter.  Well, I’m a geek.  And this post by Wil Wheaton (very brief) may have achieved knitter/geek synergistic perfection.  Heh.  (And it provides me a chance to see if I have this “trackback” thing figured out.


A minefield

March 8, 2007

Ok, so I haven’t been posting.  The problem is, I can’t really talk about work.  It’s just not that I have a job I’m not supposed to talk about (which, sort of), or that what happens is so weird that “I just can’t talk about it” (which, sometimes), but it’s also a fair amount of “if you can’t say anything nice…” (which, um, yeah).  Now, I’m not saying I’d be saying anything not-nice, but maybe some of the stories I told, from my perspective, might, hmm, “reflect poorly” on other people, and even if I like and admire them, you just KNOW they’re going to find this blog just after I write some juicy bit of “guess what so-and-so did today” and recognize themselves.   And as everyone knows, work is where the really good stuff happens.

 Even to talk about processes at work, the way we do things, the whole “Jack has to approve this before Mary can approve this before Fred can even see it to recommend that Mabel pass it on to Charlie,  who could approve it, but he’s not here this week,” is dangerous ground.  I may test the waters there, but it’s gonna be a tricky one.

Anyway, if you’re one of my legions of devoted fans, rejoice! I’ve posted today!  I promise to try harder.


Curse you, Shamus Young!

February 22, 2007

I’ve mentioned Shamus and his blog before, and in fact if you look over there —> you’ll see a link.  So today, I pulled up his page, and I see a video from my old pal YouTube.  Like a moth drawn to a flame, I cannot resist.  I click.  I’m treated to this… 

Go ahead… click it.  You know you wanna…


Life, the Universe, and… Tae Kwon Do??

February 21, 2007

OK, so I turned 42 this year.  I should have all the answers (or, according to Douglas Adams, perhaps I should be the answer).  So, riddle me this, Batman… Why on earth did I pick now to take up Tae Kwon Do? What was I thinking?

 Ok, what I was thinking was, David started TKD last year.  Susie and I wanted to find a physical activity for him that he liked and would stick with.  He’s not much for team sports, so when we saw the class advertised, we asked if he’d be interested.  He said yes, and we signed him up.  A couple of weeks in, I suggested maybe I could join the class as well, and it could be a sort of father/son thing.  He seemed to like the idea, but it was obvious he was torn.  We eventually puzzled out that maybe he didn’t care so much to be “in competition” with me, and if we were both in the same class, I would (by virtue of age and general experience) be “better” than he was.  So I offered him a deal:  I’d start, but not until after he had his second grading, for yellow belt.

 Well, he just got his yellow belt. 


This IS the funny you’re looking for

February 20, 2007

Oh, yes, if you’re at all a Star Wars fan, you MUST go see this now.  Chad Vader. Genius.


I’m not hungry… yet.

February 20, 2007

I got a call from my doctor’s office today.  Seems I forgot to go to the lab and get my blood re-drawn for the physical I had last month.  Oops.  But this means I have to do the whole “fast for 12 hours” thing again, which means I have to go to my morning workout without breakfast.  Yeah, that’s gonna work out just fine.

 On the bright side, I’m almost at a 20-pound loss since just before Christmas, which makes me happy.  Just 36 more to go…  I know I said this wouldn’t become one of those “weightloss blogs,” and it isn’t, but I can’t recommend Weight Watchers enough. 

Time to go watch “Life On Mars,” which, for those of you outside the UK, is a detective show about a modern-day cop who, having been hit by a car, finds himself 30 years in the past, in 1973 Birmingham, England.  Is he in a coma, is he dead, is he crazy?  Who knows?  It earn the highest accolade Susie and I bestow, which is, after each episode, we look at each other and say, “That’s a good show.”  If you can find a way, watch it.