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Sunday morning I woke up. I put on my glasses. I realized that the left lens was missing. It had been lose and popping out all the time, but I just pop it back in. This time I just wasn’t sure when it had fallen out. When I fell asleep I think I was still wearing my glasses. I took them off and put them to the side sometime in the middle of the night. Long story short I couldn’t find the lens. Its probably still in a blanket or sheet or something. Brandy is still looking.
But I left for Seattle without my glasses. I am wearing my contacts. I will have to wear my contacts indefinately until Brandy finds the lens and mails me my glasses. I have never worn them for more than a day or two at a time. It still takes me over half an hour to put them in. They still feel like I am constantly sticking my finger in my eye. I am not really super fond of contacts.
But I guess this will make me actually get used to them. Maybe by the time I have my glasses back I will not actually want them back. We shall see. I don’t think so though. I am craving them at this very moment.
Roughly what my desk looks like. (Via the crappy camera on my phone, sorry!) Thrilling, eh?
As of today (well, yesterday, but I was stuck in airports) I have an office mate. It was nice to have a solo office, but I knew that was not going to last long, because they seem to be pretty rare here, and also because, well, my boss shares an office, so the chances of me not sharing one while he did for any longer than a couple weeks were pretty slim. :-)
My new office mate is a developer named Ian. He’s Australian. I’ve only spoken to him for a few minutes so far, but I’m sure he will be a fine office mate.
I am in Salt Lake City for my layover. I had not been in Utah before as far as I know. So I’m now at 39 states (plus DC). 11 states to go.
(Map from World66.)
Well, I made it to Atlanta. But because of weather delays my flight into Atlanta didn’t get into the gate until boarding was already done for my flight to Seattle. I am now rerouted to a flight to Salt Lake City (after a four hour layover here in Atlanta…) then once I get to Salt Lake a 3 hour lay over before I catch a flight to Seattle from there. Fun. I am very tired too.
They really should have those napping pod things like I’ve heard they have in Japan. I’d pay $20 to have a nice private little pod thing to sleep for the next few hours with an alarm set to ring an hour before my flight or something. Yes, that would be cool.
I could have gotten a direct Atlanta to Seattle, but instead of waiting here four hours in the Atlanta airport, I would have had to wait seven hours, and at least by the scheduled time, it would have gotten there later anyway. Yawn!
Anyway, this will mean I miss work entirely Monday (although I may try to do some things remotely while I am at airports, I’m not sure how much I’ll be able to get done… this wireless at the Atlanta airport sucks and keeps cutting out). I’ll end up getting back to Seattle something like 21 hours later than originally scheduled.
Got to the airport Sunday to catch the plane back to Seattle. Canceled. Bad weather in Atlanta where I would have been changing planes it seems. They put me on the first flight in the morning. So I have one more night here and will miss some of the work day on Monday. I don’t mind the extra time here at all of course. But at the same time, I’m trying not to miss too much work while I’m still in my first month!
I’m leaving for the airport in mere minutes to head home to Florida for the weekend again. Unfortunately, it will be a sad trip home this time. (See the second paragraph here.) But it is needed. Sigh.
Brandy called this morning to let me know she had just gotten out of the parent teacher conference for this grading period. She was all prepared to go in fighting again. But instead… it was all positive. The teacher said Amy was doing very well, that everything that had been a problem earlier in the year no longer is, and that she is doing great. A’s in Math and Science. A strong B in reading (her weak area) but that is a strong improvement and is still getting better. And she is much mroe organized than before. She is getting things done. She is turning things in. In fact she is finishing what she needs to do well before the time allowed and is asking for more. (Which is what we’ve told her to do when she is assigned something she thinks is boring and stupid, rather than not do it because it was stupid and boring, which is what she often used to do.) In any case, she is doing great.
We are very seriously looking at private schools for next year in Seattle. The public school gifted programs are on a waiting list, and assuming we apply now, it might well be over a year before she actually got in. And the reports we have been able to find on public school quality in the area are pretty uneven. There are however a number of good private schools. Brandy is in the process of getting all the applications in right now. The deadlines for most of them were in January, but all of them we have called have said since we are just moving to the area now, they will wait for our applications and consider them. They are all very expensive though. Brandy is filling out the forms to apply for financial aid too, but we may or may not get anything significant there. We have to plan as if we’d have to pay out of pocket. If we don’t get into the schools we want, we’ll fall back on the public school system. But if we get in, we’ll figure out how to make it work. That expense might very well balance off most if not all of any financial benefit gained from the new job and certainly would reconfirm the fact that we will be picking a place to live that is much lower on the budget scale.
But you know, it is just a question of priorities. Making sure Amy is in a setting where she will be able to thrive and do well and succeed is critical, and trumps most ofther concerns. Rebecca posted a few days ago about changes to priorities and perspectives that occur after becoming a parent (see here). Her’s was in a very different context, and I was suddenly the parent of a 3rd grader (now 5th grader) and I missed the baby years, but same sorts of things. Priorities about how you spend time, and how you spend money, what matters and what does not… just change completely. And that is OK. Not only OK, but good.
Very proud of Amy this morning.
I’m not sure how this got on my Netflix list. Probably the same way many things do. It came up in a conversation, I realize I have never seen it, and I go add it to my list, just cause, hey, when something comes up in conversation, I should have the cultural reference point. In any case, this arrived from Netflix many months ago. I tried once in December (I think) to watch it on one of my plane flights back and forth between Seattle and Florida, but I was sitting next to little kids, and then things started happening on the screen that made their eyes go wide, so I stopped that and watched Buffy instead.
A few days ago I decided to try again. It had been awhile, so I started over rather than continuing from where I’d left off.
In any case, here are my conclusions. The movie to me was essentially three very distinct parts, so I will talk about them seperately:
Before the John the Baptist: William Dafoe is a sucky Jesus. Or he was directed that way. Or the book this is based on is that way. Fine, OK, this is before he “started” and I can understand some of what they are trying to do here in terms of showing this poor schitzophrenic man and the voices in his head, but… he just engenders no sympathy through his performance. He just stumbles around looking pitiful and depressed. Fine. Got the point in 5 minutes. Did not need 45 minutes of it.
During Jesus’s ministry: William Dafoe is still a sucky Jesus. You get absolutely NO understanding why anybody would ever follow this man. They show more and more people deciding they should follow him and there are crouds and you see there is a “movement”. But you can not see any possible reason for it. This Jesus shows no charisma whatsoever. You expect a David Koresh type of guy. Someone who is insane, yes, but who has an appeal, who is compelling, who you would understand why some people would be drawn to him and why many people might follow. Defoe’s Jesus is someone that people would walk away from or ignore. His tone is lethargic and sleep enducing. Not something that would energize anybody to give up their lives and follow. Or even to change their behavior and do what this man is recommending. At least Judas is a bit interesting in this phase.
On the Cross: Here it gets at least slightly interesting. Finally the actual “last temptation” happens. Basically you get an Inner Light type scenerio. [I’m sure other places did that sort of thing earlier, but I just thought it was amusing to make a Star Trek comparison while talking about a Jesus movie.] Basically Satan gives Jesus the chance to live a normal life instead of dying on the cross. Jesus does not know it is Satan and accepts. He lives out that whole life, then at the end realizes the truth and begs to go back and do the right thing. Then he is back on the cross and the movie ends. Of course, this completely makes the whole temptation moot. Because Jesus did NOT have to choose. He got both. He lived the entire normal life, out to being an old man, then got to go back. Yes, there was supposidly the spiritual choice, and at the end of the life he saw, he had to choose to go back and die on the cross. But… he had already experienced the normal life. He gave nothing up. He was not presented that as an option and refused it. He accepted, lived it, then went and did the other as well. Perhaps that is the point, he DID give in to the temptation and thus really was just a normal man. I don’t know. Of course, in the end it was all just the final hallucinations of an insane man slowly dying, so doesn’t really matter.
Anyway… all in all… bottom line… about 30 minutes of interesting material in a 164 minute movie. Maybe if you push it, an hour of stuff worth watching. But it was way way too long. And be it the actor or the director or the writer, the Jesus character himself was just never compelling or believable. I never felt sorry for him or sympathised in any way. I certainly wasn’t inspired or anything of a religious sort of nature that would lead me to want to admire this man in any way. I just wanted to slap him and tell him to get over himself.
Anyway, worth seeing on the grounds that it was very controversial when it came out and is a cultural reference point of sorts… but that is the only reason.
Era Ends: Western Union Stops Sending Telegrams
(Robert Britt, LiveScience)
After 145 years, Western Union has quietly stopped sending telegrams.
On the company’s web site, if you click on “Telegrams” in the left-side navigation bar, you’re taken to a page that ends a technological era with about as little fanfare as possible:
“Effective January 27, 2006, Western Union will discontinue all Telegram and Commercial Messaging services. We regret any inconvenience this may cause you, and we thank you for your loyal patronage. If you have any questions or concerns, please contact a customer service representative.”
(via Yahoo! News)
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