i’ve always viewed computers and technology as a tool. especially from the time i acquired my disability. before that point in time computers hadn’t crossed my path much and technology i didn’t much think of in any terms other than a tv and a (beta) vcr. but being from a mechanical background, tools i knew! so i think i’ll share more about tools in future.
i’ve been on leave from work this week. i didn’t go away anywhere as traveling for me can be a pain, in the sense it becomes a logistical nightmare, instead i had a mate fly down from newcastle so we could hang out together. consequently i didn’t spend very much time in front of a pc. instead we did other interesting things.
one interesting thing was running an optical cable from my pc in the study to the digital amp in my lounge. this works beautifully and i can now play my mp3 music from my pc in the lounge through the speaker system. it took me a while to get the basic bits together and get all the bits in place and while it’s nothing new and astounding that has never been done before it is definately more than just a toy for me. it’s a tool.
this latest tool gets around my not being able to put cd’s in and out a cd player and enables me to share my music when i have friends around.
my next task is to install the wireless usb adapter on my pc and the sd wireless card in my o2 so i can use terminal services on my pda to control my pc and play music from anywhere in the house. i have what’s needed, just need the help and a bit of time. more about that step later. and more on some other of my life tools too.
i’m on a crusade. at present though it’s gone a bit quiet out on the frontier.
i was chatting with my mate mike seyfang today who dropped into work to catch up. mike and i go way back, but that’s another story. the point of that sentence was to say that while talking to mike about blogs, pods and rocket science i asked if he’d seen my beetroot page. he hadn’t!
this pointed out how my fight had gone dull. i had succummed to the words of pink flyod’s ‘wish you were here‘ … you know the line … “did you exchange, a walk on part in the war, for a lead role in a cage”. i had to do something. blog it!
you see, basically it goes like this: i like beetroot, subway used to put beetroot on their subs (here in adelaide anyway), i used to eat subway, subway removed it (and pineapple) from their menu, the shop people told me it was due to an order from on high, i complained in email to subway, they ignored me, so i put up a web page, i stopped eating subway.
a longer version is on my ‘bring beetroot back to subway‘ page. and if you like beetroot (or pineapple) or just loathe it when big business economics dictate from the other side of the globe what it is you like to eat, please sign my guest book.
Update: My guest book got spammed so the link above goes to my blog where you can leave a comment.
i didn’t know exactly what flavour i wanted for this blog when i started. i know i didn’t want it to be a work blog and i know i didn’t want it to be a ‘diary’ – in the kind of personal journal kind of ‘diary’. i just knew i wanted to start, so i did. which, if you know me, in itself is quite weird.
i’ve been wondering what it’s all about and stumbled across a speech that steve jobs gave to students at a at stanford commencement. it’s a brilliant piece and especially so as Steve draws on deep personal experiences. it occurred to me that my blog may be a bit like laying down the dots to be joined later. to understand what that’s all about you’ll need to hear/read his speech.
since starting the blog i have developed the idea of having a cryptic title for each post. in my writings there will be clues that point towards why a post has the title i gave it. some might be obvious, others not so, and most likely give some indication of the strange way things float around in my brain. please add a comment if you think you know what the connection is. each person to guess first what the connection is will receive a mystery prize. the prize will be whatever i feel like giving at the time.
so, get involved and have a go. as quoted from that excellent australian movie, ‘the dish‘, “failure is never quite as bad as regret”.
and speaking of ‘the dish’, check out these interesting bits about the movie.
although this is only my third entry in my blog, i sometimes wondered if i was ever going to have something to write. i try not to write about work, but as that’s what i spend a lot of my time doing, and the place where a lot of ‘stuff’ happens, it would be easy to write about that ‘stuff’. but that’s not really what i want to blog. anyway, today i found something.
the mailman delivered a copy of “the sun” magazine.
i’d ordered this back copy specifically because it had an article on bruce cockburn in it and in my busyness i’d forgotten i’d ordered it until it landed on my desk today.
this magazine is a breath of difference in a world of imitation. if you’re at all interested in what’s beyond the architecture, do yourself a favour and sample some of “the sun”.
i listened to my first podcast yesterday. sounds hip hey? really though it’s not. i mean i don’t have an ipod, so you could say i listened to a mp3 file of some guys talking instead of singing. i listened to the gadget show, after following a link from a friends blog at learndog. i did this on my pc using itunes but guess if i wanted could put the podcast onto my pda (an o2).
i really liked the concept of having this info talking in the background while i worked on other things. i often have something playing in the background while i work – music/radio/tv – i find it helps me concentrate (go figure). maybe it’s because when i was at school i always did homework with the tv or music on. it’s kinda like i associate background noise with working (shrug). anyway, having a podcast as background was a good way of having this background noise actually be informative. i was able to pick up tidbits of info off and on and this tended to educate and stimulate new ideas.
so, i might do a bit more of this. another thing to listen to in the background.
they (who are they?) say the eyes are the window to the soul….so, how’s mine look?