Paul Merrill
No trip to an exotic location would be complete without leaving my mark. So I put my sticker on a subway map in one of the trains I journeyed in.
So far Chris, Arturo and Johanna (post coming) are the only friends who have taken me up my my request to do the same in your exciting part of the world (and take pix to prove it). Just leave me a comment and I’ll fire you a set of stickers. Thanks.
So, I’m in this conference center. Well, at least the second floor was a conference center. Anyhow, one wall along the entrance consisted of several backlit photographs of famous site around the city of Boston.
Problem: all were faded. That tarnished my impression of an otherwise nice facility. Solution: simply painting the plexiglass panels a neutral color and putting small framed prints in the center of each panel would look much better at a fraction of the cost of getting new photographic panels.
The interior designer may not have known how quickly the panels would fade. Or the panels might have been there for ten years. In either case, putting them there without knowing the colors’ shelf life – or planning for their replacement – was a mistake.
Takeaway: How are you building that project to last? Or how are you planning for its replacement?
There are many aspects of Boston that remind me a lot of England. The further west one travels in the USA, the more the old-world feel and heritage get lost. It was fun to see many similarities between the old part of Boston and London. Several pubs I saw the outside of could have been in nearly any town in England. The closest equivalent in Colorado is an Irish pub in Boulder that is not quite authentic.
Hackney Carriage? I remember seeing those in London when we lived in the south of England. I think that represents an obscure license for taxis. I would have thought that since carriages quietly slipped out of use maybe a hundred years ago, that title would have been left behind maybe 50 years ago?
No.
I lived in the suburbs of Boston during my junior and senior high school years. The Schrafft’s candy factory was – and still is – visible along one of the major traffic arteries.
I saw the factory last week. I was in Boston for a workshop. In my attempts to save my organization some money, I elected to stay in a suburban hotel rather than a pricey one downtown. I figured that since I had navigated Boston’s public transport system as a high schooler (and enjoyed doing so), I would have no problem getting from point A to point B.
Not true.
By the second and final day of the workshop, I figured it out. But the figuring out was painful. The first night I went from the airport to the hotel. I discovered that the bus route that Google Maps showed me (while in Denver) referred to a route that was only run during mid-days. The second night, I went on a long slow bus loop that was completely unnecessary.
Ah well, it was an adventure.
Anyhow, Schrafft’s no longer makes candy there. The building contains offices. Not-for-candy offices.
It’s not every Halloween that you can do this…
So, computers somewhere generate words in attempts of ensuring humans are the ones entering info onto websites. Sometimes the random words are fun.
I applaud those engineers/designers – and not the ones whose random word generators create words so hard to read that it takes three clicks of the “try different words” button before one finally appears that you might be able to recognize.
If a program exists called “Decrapifier” – then something is wrong with the system.
Macs just don’t get automatically slowed-down by malware, spyware, spamware, etc.
Bear with me – my wife uses a Windows computer, so I am speaking from experience. Her computer is always getting slower and slower. If it were easy to do, she might reinstall her software every week, just to keep things running smoothly.
I’m not saying this to create a division in the ranks – I’m just asking that if you are considering a new computer, please look at Macs. Be sure to go with an Apple factory refurb – full warranty and you save 15-20%.
You may have heard of the movement called “Inbox Zero.” That’s the invention of Merlin Mann. The basic concept is that if you keep your inbox at zero by carefully putting all keeper emails in various folders and ruthlessly deleting the rest, you will be a happy camper.
My realities are: inbox 450 = happiness; sent box 50 = happiness; and trash folder 2100+ = happiness. I use Apple’s Mail for my mail client. My gmail account and work account both feed into there. Apple Mail automatically deletes stuff from the trash that is older than a month. That’s good enough for me; I never delete anything from there. So the more in my trash folder, the happier I am. (That means I have been ruthless with my other folders.)
I am afraid that if I file any incoming email in a folder other than the inbox, I will forget about it.
Maybe once a week or so, I try to spend an hour or so going through my inbox and outbox to delete stuff that I know I will no longer need. And I always delete stuff right away that I’m sure I am finished with. It’s always gratifying to see that trash box grow.
Yes, I use gmail’s feature of having a large amount of storage. I am always at about 25% of the capacity that I can use. I only delete stuff from there that has large attachments.
…But it is fit for being a toy!
Johanna’s daughter Elsie is now playing happily with this scoop, even as I write this. It’s just too light for using to scoop ice cream properly, but it makes a wonderful bright shiny bit of life for her.
Why did I buy it in the first place? It was only 99c at Ikea. I was a sucker for the design (and still am). But you know my philosophy of not keeping things I don’t need. So what a great thing to give it a new life!
As many faithful readers know, some of the finest coffee in the world comes from Kenya.
If you buy coffee there, you will always pay more for a cup of decaf. Why? The beans actually have to be shipped to Europe for the caffeine to be taken out.
Not so here. Wolfgang’s finest Estate-Grown cup costs the same with or without the buzz.
