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Sunday, September 30, 2007

Poem: Artist of God (Amanya)

The sounds against the canvas are well known
Each stroke the audience feels themselves think
Shrink under the powder of hue and tone
The brushstroke always seen
Yet its care never recognized
Only its stroke appreciated
Counting each bristle to ensure the right color
The handmaiden begins the canvas anew
The one framed in disaster and decay
And yet the audience admires the hue still
No one even recognizes the hand at work
Only the output of crafted grace
The handmaiden turning aside to the light
Only now can the true work be seen
Passersby only see one side
For on the handmaiden's brow are colors unmixed
The sounds resume a familiar melody
Grafting tones of life and death to an endless canvas
The handmaiden at work describing Him
As she is only known as an artist of God

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Saturday, September 29, 2007

The Artsy Side

I was driving around Matthews, NC last night looking for a cafe that I've heard a good deal about and ran into preparations for an art festival that is going on this weekend. It's always too far inbetween my visits towards those things artsy, and so I made plans to visit the festival today after I sent away the N95.

There were several pieces of art there (sorry, I did not want to take any picutres, maybe tomorrow). Many of the oils and watercolors were great to see, albeit somewhat bland and normal in subject. There were a few sculptors and one knitter presenting, which too were neat. Also there was a person playing a guitar and singing something that was good enough to stop and listen, but low enough to be background noise.

It was not until I had went into an art studio near the festival that I realized how much I miss and participate in art. The studio houses about 26 artists I was told. And much of what I looked at made me just want to get a pencil out and start rolling. It was interesting how a person there, probably one of the caretakers, asked if I am an artist. He said that I have the look of one who is an artist. I told him that I used to, but now my art is in web design. It was then that I realized that God really has crafted me still as the artist that I've always wanted to be, just with a different canvas.

I walked out of there and started thinking about this site. How I used to redesign it every three months in Flash just because I wanted to see something different. I though about how it is now, the skins and how I get an inspiration and then make a skin, crafting a picture of this site not unlike an artist that paints the same picture with different paints or from different perspectives. I realize that I haven't left that artsy side at all, but I am growing in it still.

My former art teachers would hopefully be very pleased.

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Thursday, September 27, 2007

Poem: God Wants from Me

God wants from me
A very possible thing
To stop struggling
Stop striving

God wants from me
A very possible thing
To stop struggling
Stop striving
Just fall beneath His plans

Let the peace that passes
All understanding
Rest on you
Flow all over you

Let the peace that passes
All understanding
Rest on you
Flourish through you

There is much He wants to show you
And even more you want to enjoy
His hands have held you to this point
His plan is to give you His joy
In all

God wants from me
A very possible thing
To stop struggling
Stop striving

God wants from me
A very possible thing
To stop struggling
Stop striving
Just fall beneath His plans

God wants from me
A very possible thing
I believe
I believe

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How About a Change in Screen-ery

In my latest editorial at Brighthand, I talk about user interfaces (UI) and how they should be better designed for a better user experience (UX) on the side of those that would like to get the most out of them. Here is a snippet:
I call it an aspect of product design philosophy. And I don't say it to bash Palm, Microsoft, or even third-party developers who have sought to improve things. I say this as a person who absolutely loves the Treo 680 that I have. I love the feel of it (OK, the buttons could be a bit bigger, but they work and work well for the type of device it is). What really kicks me in the gut though is the user interface: the graphics, fonts, the process of getting from one function to another, and how it fits into the package that I have in my hand.
Read the rest at Brighthand

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Losing a Visitor of Life

I really am very intentional about what I post here, but this one deserves to be said here, even if the reader won't be around to read it.

Thanks for the visits. I totally understand the complicated-ness of a ton of feelings. Not that I don't wish things turned out differently, but in getting my walking papers, I made a choice to move on.

Weird, as I haven't been to your site in months. Things seem up and down but you've got that streak in you that keep you pressing thru.

Before a few messages back, I would have been able to say "maybe there could be a chance" and was content in God to just leave it there while He's dealt with me on the finer points. You pushed, and instead of pushing back, I prayed and let go. Hence, my silence. I'd rather not speak, than to speak in foolish anger or hurt.

A friend asked me how I felt about you, and I was honest in saying that I was hurt, and sorry for hurting. He related that life deals us those sides of things and from there we just live and grow, or die in saddness. I hope you find a way to pure happiness, contained in the God you told me you fell in love with so many times over.

In the meantime, my thanks to you for pushing me to write, clean, music styles, and other things that I've seen grow into parts of who I am. Rather than let some of those things pass aside, along with memories of you, I've put them all in a place where I appreciate the trip. From there, life happens.

"Enjoy the trip, not just the destination." Sounds like something you've told me a few dozen times, but I'm finally getting a hold of. Content in Him, and where things stand.

Blessings to you.
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Wednesday, September 26, 2007

The Librarian and the Yellow Canoe (Chapter 3)

It seems like its been a bit longer than a week since I posted the last chapter, even though it hasn't been. Guess that in some respect, I am finding that the life in between the pages sometimes makes for that untold story. Some of that is present in The Librarian and the Yellow Canoe. There are so many directions any story can take. And exploring all of them is best left to time and a good novel -- neither of which are big on my list of things I have. However, those pieces that do come to light tend to have a bit more relevance than filler.

With that all said, I do hope you enjoy Chapter 3 of The Librarian and the Yellow Canoe.

Chapter Three

"So, Chris how was your vacation?"

"It was really great. I took the backloads out of Lampstead and came across this place called North County. I never heard of it before, but there were signs pointing to camp grounds and such so I stopped. Being that I didn't know where I was, I stopped in one of the shops and asked if there were any good places to canoe. The shop owner pointed to what is apparently a popular, yet not well traveled stream. It was pretty cool."

"Nice. So I'm guessing that old, rickety canoe of yours is still holding up. Hey, when are you going to get a new one? As long as I've known you that canoe has been with you. Amazing it's still holding up."

"Yea, it's holding up pretty well. No need to change, she does me well when I need to get away. I did see something pretty cool when I was in that shop though. It was..."

His voice faded as Judy angled herself a bit closer. She never saw his face light up like this before. Her excitement got the best of her before he could finish, "Well, come on. Spit it out."

"I went into the store and found the most perfect yellow canoe."

"You mean, you got me all this excited... thinking that you had met the woman of your dreams, or had been offered a job... for a canoe? A yellow canoe? What the heck is up with you men?"

Seeming not to know whether to be impressed or peeved, Judy walked away before he could explain it. And yet, it didn't matter. Something about seeing that canoe had him planning on to get back up to the North Country

"Chris, I just heard you mention that you were up in the North Country. I am guessing that you took in the trails and streams?"

He knew the voice even before he turned around. It was the girl from the outdoor store. He usually had a problem speaking to her, but for some reason, today, the surprise of her speaking to him was the only uncomfortable moment.

"Hi. Yes, I was in the North Country. Do you know of that area?"

"Why yes. My family has a cabin there, and I still go up there a few times a year to just take in the sights and get in a bit more of life than just our little corner here."

"I know what you mean," Chris replied. "When I got there, it was nothing like Lampstead, and also very beautiful. I found a really good stream there too. That was probably the most challenging and relaxing canoe ride that I have had in a long time. I cannot wait to go back."

"Well, I'll be taking a trip there in the fall. I want to see if the local store has my favorite canoe there. I rent it and take it out on the stream and kind of just let life speak to me about everything. Maybe if you have some vacation time, we can take the trip up together and I can show you the canoe and stream from a more familiar point of view."

Usually when he talked to her, it was uncomfortable. It felt more so this time for one reason or another. North County felt like "his" place. Part of the enjoyment of the canoe was that there was no one else. He liked that solace.

"It sounds like a good idea, but I am not sure that the timing works for me. I've already taken all of my vacation for this year and it will probably be a while until I get to go back. But, I'll try to remember your offer and if things sync up then we can do that trip."

"Oh, ok." Looking down, she walked off, back to the same section that she usually reads through. She didn't show it, but Chris thought she was a bit different than usual. Passing it off as nothing, he went after Judy to tell her the rest of the story of this cool canoe.

"Ok, Chris. Let me get this straight. You went to this store, saw the canoe of your dreams, and then left it there? You didn't inquire about the price; see if you could rent it, anything? What are you, crazy or something man?"

By this point Judy was starting to feel Chris was more pathetic than she thought before.

"Yes, I saw it. But I wasn't ready for it. I think that I'll be looking into it the next time that I take a vacation. Maybe I'll buy it and replace the one that I have now. I don't know. It was pretty cool, and would probably be awesome on some of the streams I've been on."

"Really, you are one crazy man. Just like every one in this little candlestick of a town."

Judy fawned her hair and Chris noticed something on her finger that he didn't notice before.

"Hey, what's that; the thing on your finger?"

"Oh, this?"

Judy fawned her hand and immediately became flush with excitement.

"He proposed to me about a week after you left. I had been hoping that he would soon, and at dinner he just fell on one knee and proposed. It was totally random, but very romantic. Crazy though. I tell you, that man is crazy."

"Congrats. So when is the big day?"

"We don't know yet. We are looking for a place together though. Looking to move to a bigger city where I can possibly teach, and he can get a better paying job. We both want just want to move on from Lampstead and make out life for ourselves."

"Wow. You mean that you won't be around that much longer. Things just won't be the same here without you."

"You can always come and visit us Chris. Plus, you might find someone to take your mind off that yellow canoe for a while," Judy said smiling slyly.

"Very funny. And the next thing you'd say is that I'd end up like the General going to the library reading books letting time roll right past me."

"Hey, it could happen. As for me, its quitting time; I need to talk to the wedding coordinator and begin preparations. This is a woman's favorite day you know."

"Have fun. I'm good and fine right here," Chris said.

He sat and began thinking of the yellow canoe he saw in the store again. He wondered when he would get back there to see it, and if he'd know what was missing so that he could take it out. Coming back to Lampstead seems to have been a day's episode in itself, but one where the next chapter might be more interesting than the last.

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A Techie Outside of My Field

I was reading this post at Dotsisx a little bit ago, and it got me thinking about the many times when I am out and about, or visiting friends/family, and I am asked several tech-oriented questions. There are times that I don't mind, but I also just sometimes wonder if my like of tech (and career in it) skews the opinion of those that do know me into devaluing other aspects of my life.

A good part of this lies on my own expections as well. I cannot expect any who don't know anything other than the techie side to ask anything more than that. But to those who do, should I expect them to treat me "fuller?"

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Tuesday, September 25, 2007

GASP!

via Autoblog

If I had the funds for this, hands down YEA BABY! According to Autoblog, its coming to the US too. Ooooh.

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Treo Comfortably

I posted this at Palm Addict, but its the kind of thing I post here so its good to give the words a little extra play for posterity.
This idea of contentment, or 'Treo Comfortably," is something that my weekend's experience with the iPhone and iPod touch have reinforced. Yes, there is better and nicer. And sometimes more capable, but there is something to be said about being in that spot where you are intimately comfortable with that device you have. You are able to enjoy life just a bit more. And by chance, see someting you might not had before.
Read the entire posting at Palm Addict.

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Monday, September 24, 2007

Settling In

It was as I talked to a friend from church down here tonite that I am realizing that I really have been settling into a life down here. Surer, there are a good bit of ups and downs. And just the truths that I've been learning in Bible study have been solid. I can see that my time down here is going to be a huge part in putting to practice all of the lessons learned in getting here, and then taking the advantage of opportunities to expand into new or old areas.

I think where things are probably more evident about this expansion are on the web. Its not so much that I've told anyone things new, but rather how to take what they know, and where it applies online. It goes as far as trying to explain CSS at work. I've got more of a responsiblity to teach this thing responsibly, and live with it even more so.

Her word matched his, which matched His: desire God -- talk about something to settle in.

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Sunday, September 23, 2007

Poem: If You Were Up

IF you were up
Would you be reading this now
Responding to this how
What reason would you have for such actions

If you were up
Would you be continuing to pray
Continuing to listen for that important word-play
Responding to this heart-set
Preparing for His entrance
What would you be waiting for

If you were up
Would you be writing back
Closing the door on impossibilities
Taking a chance on a little known fact
Putting yourself in front of desire
Being run over by the rising sunlight
Read or not for something completely different
If you were up right now.

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Saturday, September 22, 2007

First iPhone & New iPods Impressions (Updated)

This is a lazy day. I'm pretty much just chillin. So while here in SouthPark Mall, I see an Apple store and take my first hands-on look at the iPhone and the other new iPods. Simply put, I'm impressed. But not because my 680 isn't better, but because for all of those in that store who had free/dirt-cheap phones, it was a revelation for them.

My first though was that the iPhone was a classy Palm TX and that part was not off. Like the TX, the interface is intuitive and takes very little towards getting used to. There is a good deal that you find is not there or as easy as it should be, but simple playing mitigates that.

The browser is really good, not great though. It fails on some of the skins I've posted here. And most notably, cannot change to a mode where one can view a mobile formatted version of a site. That all being said, navigating a page is great, and readability is very well due to the screen resolution and DPI.

The iPod touch is really interesting. Almost too thin, it begs for a case as it looks like it would break easily. Too bad you cannot add calendar events right on the device, else it would be a PDA completely for a lot of people.

The new nano (the 'fatty') is slick, and something I can see many people washing by accident. The iPod Classic is a marvel, however the stuttering when using Cover Flow while listening to songs is unacceptable.

Overall, not bad. I am glad that I have waited as long as I have in terms of looking at it. Would I go for any of them? No. I'm more than happy with the usability and utility of the 680. But, I can make recommendations now and for some, either of those Apple products will be solid.

My Treo might not be as pretty, and hopefully that can be addressed, but it is on point, Apple met the usability line and exceeded it.

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Friday, September 21, 2007

When Web 2.0 Goes Mobile, Things Can Change

Posted at the Carnival of the MobilistsIn my latest editorial at Brighthand, I speak on Web 2.0 and how it can make its way onto mobile devices as something that creates new opportunities for mobile use, rather than just something that simply funnels the "big screen web" into the smaller screen.

Here is a snippet:
Whatever the definition you want to take, its clear that information is being brokered across several devices, via a web browser, in order to connect and make people productive in ways that are more seamless than paper and file cabinets could ever have been.

And yet, what has been missing in all of this rush to be social, collaborate, and work from the network is how to scale applications and services so that mobile devices -- smartphones, PDAs, and smaller Tablet PCs -- can best take advantage of them with their limited hardware but personal connections.
Read the entire posting at Brighthand.

Article also featured in the 92nd Carnival of the Mobilsits.

UPDATE: This article was inspired by a posting at IntoMobile.

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Exotic Cars in SoCal

Pretty amazing IMO

Exotics Getting On The Freeway - via Metacafe from Autoblog

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Thursday, September 20, 2007

Jena 6 Thoughts

Last night, I received two text messages and one phone call in reference to the situation that I'll just refer to as Jena 6. There were a few thoughts that were going through my head, and so since I woke up thinking about this, I'll be spreading my thoughts here throughout the day on this issue.

Initial Thoughts:
Google Search Results on 'Jena 6'

This is a case where the law is being executed unjustly in Jena, Louisiana. One side of this will paint this as a purely race issue, and others have tried to take a less racial tone towards things. But its clear that this is yet another item that has sparked racial tensions in Louisiana (Katrina and other cases built up to this point). I have heard from a few who were down there for relief effors say that that things are really bad down there, and that something has to be done, and yet changing a perception and behavior that has been engrained is not something that will change overnight by any means.

The text messages that came to me last night asked if I would wear black in support of this issue. Now, I have nothing against wearing black (I normally do in some way everyday). What I asked is what my wearing black will do to undo the injustice in this siutation. Aside from anything emotional, will my wearing black change the execution of the law as it has happened in Louisiana towards these youths? I seriously doubt it. As a matter of opinion, it just might make things worse as it will further show forth the kinds of division that will cause the law to be further discriminatory in other areas of this country.

So I've decided to do what I had planned to before the text messages came in. Wear a white mock-neck with black pants. I'd love to think that there would be some level of questions asked to why I would do this, and at the same time, this is why I am writing on here. Until I do anything that calls the law into accountability to itself, nothing there will change. Wearing a color will do nothing but further the color lines that make for this case to be even more difficult than it needs to be.

I really should comment on "what should be the Christian response to this." As that one has even more of a bearing on why I think how I do. But other items call me, I'll append this post with updates when I can.

CNN Link
CNN talked about this on their Anderson Cooper blog. I've linked it here because the comments as well as the commentary are good background for this discussion.

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Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Palm Treo 750 Review at Brighthand

Just realized that I had not Dugg this article. If you are looking at Treos, this is a solid one.

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Arrgh, It be'er International Talk Like'er Pyrate Day

Arrrrgh, ye read the title, now walk'er or spill ye'r booty mayte. Er' join in yer' fun at der Brighthand.
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Tuesday, September 18, 2007

The Librarian and the Yellow Canoe (Chapter 2)

Apologies for the delay but here is chapter two. Be sure to read chapter one of The Library and the Yellow Canoe if you haven't. Chapter three comes next week. Thanks to all for your comments and editorial comments, I'm still working on things behind the scene and promise that the end result will be a good deal cleaner.

Chapter Two

If there is anything that Chris appreciated about his job, it is the occasional help that came from the people who work at the library. Some of them, like Barbra, give good direction and wisdom, but then there are others, such as Judy, who might not seem as if she knew what was going on, but gives a surprise every now and again to show that things are just fine.

"Judy, I really want to thank you for helping me out with the class that came in. For some reason, they were a lot more than I am used to handling. Thanks."

"Oh, no problem Chris. They were a bit wild, but we all have to pitch in somewhere right. It's not as if there were a lot of other people around asking to be helped here. It was my pleasure."

Not a lot of people around. That was one of those things that Chris had to refocus himself on. He noticed that people did not come into the library as much as when he was younger. There would be days where only 10 or 15 people came in.. But then days like today where countless adults and kids would show up, only to leave the place quiet moments later. For such a small town, the library seemed to be a place where much of life centered.

"What do you think they'll do Chris if the numbers keep going down? I mean, this big place for only a few people isn't really helping anyone is it?"

"I don't know. Honestly, I choose not to think about it and just work with what I get and go from there."

"But if they close this place, what will you do? You've been here forever it seems. Would you stick around or move to another city and work at their library?"

"That's a good question. But again, I don't know. I like it here in Lampstead and never really saw myself leaving it to live anywhere else."

"Well. I'll tell you what I'd do. I would move to the big city and become a researcher or something like that if I were you. You know so much from being around these books all the time, it would just seem like you could do a lot better than just being here and watching people come in and out."

"A researcher?"

"Yea."

"Research what?"

"I don't know. You always go on those canoe rides. What do you look at when you are doing those? Maybe there is something out there worth researching more about."
"I don't know. The canoe is a relaxing place, not a work place for me."

Just then a woman came in with three kids. She seemed to be having trouble with one of them, as he looked as if he would rather be outside than amongst books. She pointed the oldest to the pre-teen section where she happily went, and the other two she kept by her side.

It didn't take long before the boy yelled out, "I don't want to be here, I wanna go outside!"

"Shhh, I told you before that you cannot use outside voices in here. Now be quiet and lets find a book to read and maybe later you can go outside if you are good."

The little boy began to pout and cry, and soon didn't even want to look at any books. Chris had seen this scene before with other kids. Usually, right after the pout would be one more outburst and then books would be everywhere. But this time Chris had a plan. He wasn't about to let any little boy ruin his day by making him reorganize tons of books that he so recently reorganized.

"Chris you really should think about what you would do if this place closed. Your life can't be just a library. There's a whole world out there and you have it to explore."

Half listening to her, Chris said, "one second Judy, you've given me an idea."

Walking slowly towards the area where the mother and two of her kids were, Chris stood and collected books while he waited. It took only a moment, but then it happened.

"Get over here!" The mother was very angry now, her face turning as red as the little boy's shirt. "What did I say? Now you sit down right here!"

The little boy would have none of that and just as he began to reach for a book, Chris interjected.

"Hello, is there something that I can help you with."

"No sir. I am sorry, he's just so into being outside. I mean, sometimes he just loves this place, and other times this is the last place that he wants to be."

"No problem, I understand. May I suggest something?"

Chris moved closer to the woman and by that time he had captured the attention of the little boy. The little boy was probably wondering what that strange man was doing talking to his mom.

Chris moved away from the mother and towards the little boy. "Hey, do you want to see something cool?"

The little boy wouldn't respond.

"You sure? You mom says that you don't want to be here, but I told her I can make it a bit more fun for you. You sure you don't want to see?"

The little boy glanced up and wondered what this strange man could have meant and decided to follow him. Chris took him upstairs to the adult section where there was a window and a skylight. But best of all, there was a telescope.

Then Chris began:

"When I was younger, I didn't like to come here either. But then one day, they got this neat telescope and I was able to look into places far, far away. Then, one time, when it was getting dark, I looked up into the sky and saw my first shooting star. Have you ever seen one of those?"

The little boy shook his head. Chris pulled one of the books near the telescope and showed him.

"See, this is a shooting star. At night, if you are looking with this telescope, you can see plenty of them. It's harder to see them outside without one of these though. Now, I know it's not night time, but you can still use this too look around. You can probably even see your house from here."

At that the boy's eyes lit up and he ran over to the telescope trying to find his house and the shooting star. After a few minutes Chris motioned to the mother to come up and she joined her son in looking all around Lampstead at various things.

"Chris, you handled that really well. I'm impressed. Maybe you aren't a researcher at all, just a teacher."

"A teacher now. Sheesh. Next thing you are going to tell me is that I am a sailor too."

"A teacher that travels by canoe. Brilliant. That would be a great idea. Do it, do it Chris."

Chris just smiled and nodded. Being a teacher, researcher, or sailor is not his thing. He's doing his thing. Though, he did start to wonder, what would life be like outside of Lampstead? And what if there were more to life than these books and the people around them?

The woman and her three children passed by Chris as they left the library. "Thank you so very much, now he doesn't want to leave. I had to tell him that we'd come back tomorrow."

"You're welcome Miss. Have a great day."

The little boy left the library looking towards the sky. Chris wondered if he thought that he would see a shooting start tonite. "Probably," he thought. "I remember when I saw my first one that I wanted to see life outside of Lampstead. I guess that in some ways life is pointing me back towards that old wish."

Chris shrugged it off and counted this one as his episode for the day. It was getting close to the weekend and he had a canoe trip planned.

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CSS Meets Music

Was talking with LJ about using CSS to make development of a current project a lot easier and he responded with:
"css makes everything right..." (to the beat/tempo of "Thesis Pieces")
I followed with saying,
[nods my head], [nods my head]
or better put

head {nod: 3px rounded #690; repeat: repeat-y;}
That took me on a slant of CSS and music and then said
sad part is that i don;t think many css folks would even get that joke...even knowning CSS; most i know would better understand something like...

head {nod: 3px repeat-y; clap: 1; !important}

with some JS thrown in
As usual I had to take it even further and said
oh yea, i forgot a property

head {background-music: "holy-hip-hop" , "gospel" , "hymn" , classical, standard rhythm;}

its really bad I am taking this joke this far... I need to include a url for a music source, but don't wanna get over the top any more than i have
If you know anything about CSS and music, this is all too funny. And way, way over the top :)

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Monday, September 17, 2007

Poem: When In Memory

I've felt these words inside for sometime
And yet it took a moment of desire to bring them out
Felt that if I would let them go any longer
That I would be released of the peace that I so tightly hang onto
Why does my memory leave me so barren
And when will a warming wind melt my lonliness
Maybe before the night's memory is done
And the pause of the past that has again caught up will be ensured
More maybe I will understand at the end of nevermore
When at that moment my memories will no longer wax lean
But in true peace be hewn.

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Poem: Intended Words

He sees this as clear as all others
And takes no chances but to quickly see
Moments prayed and passed about forever
And yet in it his hands are empty
Past the time when children should play
This is now where the aged ones stand
Moving towards an apparent destiny
Called no more good, but just a man
He looks again at the reflection
Remembering each choice when these words were intended before
But alas the words drop just as much as his hope and faith
For the words he's intended mean nothing in silence spoken more.

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Amazing

I am a bit late in getting this post up, but that's only because it is that normal early week busyiness thing going on.

Last night, I attended a Hispanic church in Kannapolis. Baiscally, I found out about them thru some of their members who were evangelizing in my apartment complex a few weeks ago. I was not just impressed at their heart to share the ugrency of knowing the Gospel, but also their ministry to the Hispanic community in the area of Charlotte where I live.

Well, I told the guys that I at least wanted to visited their side of the Body and what I got was a very humbling experience. First of all, the entire service was in Spanish. Considering my lack of knowing much in speaking or listening, I was lost for good bits of what was being said. Even still, I settled down and relaxed and just asked God to provide some intrepretation and then I was notified that there was someone who would translate for me. Literally out of nowwhere. I was thankkful, and at that moment, humbled.

As the service went on, the translator I had could only translate bits and pieces, but he really did a great job. The key points he told me, and pointed me everytime there was a verse being quoted. The pastor quoted tons of verses, and it was pretty cool.

The entire message was "don't wait till tomorrow to choose Christ." Just bangin'.

I talked a bit with my translator after service and then made my way back home. But all I could say was amazing. In time, I was understanding pieces of what was being said and sang. And it was just cool. I undersand the other side of being somewhere and feeling out of place, but then feeling welcomed as best as the host can.

For me, that made the fact that I slept the entire weekend much of a moot point. The Body is really cool when it works together.

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Saturday, September 15, 2007

Why Short Stories?

With the publishing earlier this week of the first chapter to The Librarian and the Yellow Canoe, I thought that it would be good to speak on why I felt the need to write a short story. It's not like you can all of a sudden consider yourself a writer and just do things, there has to be a passion, a plan, and a spark. For me, all three played a part, and for this reason , I've taken upon another writing genre with which to play some.

A Passion for Writing and Words
Many than know me will let you know that I am a good bit takative. Not merly for the sake of talking though. If I'm speaking, then I have something to say, and usually of value to the listener. In terms of writing, I am allowed to let out a few things that would not always be good to speak, and then play with the arrangement of words to ensure that I have met either the case of hiding meaning, of giving meaning to an intended listener.

I've been writing poetry since 1988. 4th grade and a failed limerick assignment sparked me in writing. The teacher didn't know it, but she was the big ole piece of summthin that made me write. That went on and off till high school where writing picked up steam because of my shyness in speaking to women. So instead I'd write, and get it out that way. When the guys found out, I became a high school version of Halmark, making cards and poems to spark romance, or heal hearts. In college I got more serious about poetry and just kept writing. Becuase I had been writing so long, the rhythm of poetry entered my research papers. It made for better reading that's for sure.

And that brings me to now, having writings thru websites, poems, and whatever else, I do it because I like it. And even if there are no keys around, a scrap piece of paper and ink are good enough to use to display that passion.

A Plan (of sorts)
I've got a friend that I email and chat on the phone with, and we taled about doing a poem together. So we did for a time, and then that trailed off, but it was fun. We then talked about starting another and that turned into a short story. However, right before the first words came, my friend backed out and I had a push to write, but not much of a plan. I decided to continue the short story idea, but only send it to my friend and it would be "ours." After a while I felt comfy enough to share it, and hence the first chapter which has been shared.

I write sporatically though. It started every week, but considering that I code everyday, I need a break from writing anything. Therefore I get to it when I do, but try to keep more attention to it than my other major piece of writing. And because chapters are kept short, and the entire story as well, I can finish this without being a overhanging fruit to myself.

A Spark
So as you've read, I was pushed and pushed, then pushed myself, and now I am at this point where I don't stop writing poetry (book in progress there too). I've let the move to NC and a few other chance meetings kinda spark me to this moment. And whether this makes me into a great author or not, that is for God to decide. For me, I am trying to work out this talent/gift so that I can at least feel that I did not let it lie dormat. After that, I only hope that it sparks others to meet and discover their own dreams. Because really, what is a life when you don't run after your dreams?

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Friday, September 14, 2007

Autoblog Goes Indepth with the BMW 1-Series

Autoblog has a pretty good look at the BMW 1-series that will be coming to the US in about a year. By that point, I hope to nearly have my ducks in a row and go for one.
BMW 1-series from Frankfurt 2007 Auto Show, via Autoblog
I really like the design of the sheetmetal, and the classy-ness of the interior. Will definitely be an upgrade from my Civic in terms of materials and feel.

Thinking of the convertible, though the coupe is nice enough. Black or Bavarian green, with an M-sprot package will really top it off. 'Tis a very nice car, glad BMW went for it.

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Thursday, September 13, 2007

Philosopher's Stuff

I said this in an IM today. It's either total crock, or something really profound that I don't have the slightest clue towards in my own life yet.
every relationship, male to female, female to male, is an exchange of space...u give space to get space, u gve time and get time..there's a perpetual balance that each relationship strives for...some people have the benefit of being so attractive that people are more willing to give up space in their own minds/hearts to be known, so that they can know the person they see as attractive...

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Wednesday, September 12, 2007

The Librarian and the Yellow Canoe

Some months ago, I started writing a short story. I was sparked by a friend of mine while visiting her family, and the title pretty much came out of no where. As it is that I've made it to the fifth chapter of this short story, I am now going to post a chapter every once in a while just so that it can be shared here. What follows has only been seen by two people, and nary an editor. If this was to become famous, well, I'll deal with the grammar police then. Until that point, enjoy the story of The Librarian and the Yellow Canoe

Chapter One

"I really wish that they would take better care of the books. It's not like they own them or anything."

"Well, technically they do. Public taxes fund us keeping them here and in good condition so that they can borrow them whenever they want to Chris. Some do better than others, but this is just our part of holding life together."

"Yea, I guess you're right," Chris responded. But in his mind he was still angry that someone just threw a book in the bin and it was more tattered and worn than when it left. In Chris's mind, it was as if they used it to lodge a car out of a mud puddle rather than read it.

There were not many people in the library this day. But for Chris, whenever Barbra was around he enjoyed the company. She was the regional manager and every few days would visit Lampstead''s branch and just check in on Chris and the other staff to make sure that everything was in fine running order. Usually, there aren't many issues at all. Lampstead is a small town and most people who come are regulars. The few who come in irregularly are often polite and treat the library and its books with a healthy measure of respect in Chris's opinion. But for the most part, it was the same crowd every day. For as long as he has been in Lampstead, the same people have been here in one form or another. It was predictable, and at the same time relaxing.

This didn't mean that Chris was bored though. There were some people who came into Lampstead Branch and were episodes of characters not to be missed. A few of them came in regularly. Chris knew and sometimes even chatted with them while helping them to find an old classic or explore a different field. But every once in a while, Chris would get those people who came in and made for a great story to share with his friends. These were the people who either ended up in an argument, or couldn't get to the bathroom fast enough. These people had more kids than hands, or more books than brains. And the way Chris saw it; it was engaging these people that made being at the library fun and challenging all at the same time.

Being that it was late in the week, Chris knew that the older couple would come in. They were a sweet couple, always smiling and seeming to enjoy life at a different pace than many others have. Chris knew the male. He used to baby sit Chris when he was younger. "The General," as Chris would describe him, "was a kind man whom you didn't want to catch on the hot side of a cannon." The only woman to tame that powder was the woman he holds hands with to this day.

Just as he was thinking, here came The General and his wife. They took their leave of each other to look for periodicals and something new in the history section, and then sat in the quiet reading area shoulder to shoulder while reading. There was not much interaction between them while they read; only the occasional looking up at each other and flashing another smile.

Chris was used to this and when he noticed the first book being put down by the General, he made his way towards the couple to greet them.

"So General, how's the weather on the field today?"

"Oh Chris, when are you going to stop calling me General? I'm no longer fighting and you are no more the little boy looking to be a soldier," the General slowly responded.

"Yea, I know. But I like General better. It's got a distinguished quality about it and the name fits you."

The General's wife looks over at the two men after hearing the remark and snickers.

"Oh Honey, don't egg him on. You know I don't like that name. Just call me Phillip."

"Ok, ok. So how is the weather treating you and your wife Phillip?"

"The weather is good. But why are you asking me. You're young. You should be out there enjoying it with some young wife of your own. Or at least take that canoe out of the shed and put some miles on it. You know how you love canoeing."

"Well, maybe later. I've got to man the post here for now. Maybe I'll get a chance to do some this weekend. I hear the river is swelling up nice and should make for some relaxing cruising."

"Sounds good. You aren't going to go out by yourself again are you? Why don't you ask that girl at the outdoors store? She like the water too you know. And probably would make for good company in those over night trips you like to take."

The girl at the outdoors store. Chris knows her all too well. She comes in ever other week to get a few new books on camping and travel. He's always thought of asking her, but never took it seriously enough to make that move. Well, that and Chris doesn't really know how to talk to people outside the library. He feels comfortable around his books, and making conversation amongst them is easier than when out on the water and there is nothing to draw his attention from a hard question or feeling.

"Nah, she'd never go out with me. Last I heard she wasn't even into canoeing. She's more the hiking type and the only hiking that I do is in taking the canoe in and out of the water."

"Chris, one of these days it will hit you that you will want more than just these books. You'll get it one of these days."

And at that the General passed Chris a look and made his way back to his wife and the comfort of reading with her. He knew that this was their time to share life together and wasn't going to let a young man who doesn't know much about the world tell him otherwise.

Chris placed a few of the books the General pulled out back into order on the shelf.

"I would like to ask her, but I am not even sure that I can. Plus, to take her along I'd need a new canoe. Ooh, maybe I'll get that yellow one that is sold in her store. It has room for all my gear, and some room to spare. That would be an incentive to asking her."

The thoughts faded away as Chris went back to his post at the front desk. He's had his episode for the day he thought. And maybe a chance for a new canoe too.

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Monday, September 10, 2007

Now Here's a Nice Ride

The Wiesmann GT MF5 that Autoblog has recently blogged about which is at the Frankfurt 2007 AutoShow is pretty nice. While I would prefer a matte black or forest green version, this still looks pretty solid as a fun and 'everyday' driver.

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Sunday, September 09, 2007

Reacquainted with Myself

This weekend had me getting a bit back in tune with myself. Besides a Saturday of nothing, I purchased a few DVDs that took be back a few places.

The first was Fearless. Jet Li's last wushu movie and it was great. In the commentary, he said that he did it to show the real reason behind why he does martial arts. Reminded me a lot of the teaching that I got when I was doing that when I was younger. And it also was a story that was a bit of a journey for him in finding out who he is. I feel that me in NC now is a lot about that, and while I do get discouraged, I am here to learn more about myself and take the next step in that area.

Gotta love how a few friends hav e really spoken things to help me get in alignment with a slew of issues too. Good to have friends that speak into your life, not below or under it, but just in such a way that you're willing to hear things out.

I think I like the mode of sticking o Jaiku for blogging during the day. Makes keeping my brain focused easier, and I don't have to deal with labels, formatting, etc.

I did think about taking this site down last week. It's not at all a finished thought either. Depends on mobile and a few other things ya know.

Still rollin on the Treo. Had I not spent so much on me this weekend, I might have thought about the Palm BT keyboard. I think that I am in a freeze on accessories for the most part though. While the BT keyboard was really great, I have one already and am getting a good use out of it. Maybe if this breaks and I need a new one, but better to not think too far on that, wants can drive a lot of silly things.

Peace, a bro has got to rest now.

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Friday, September 07, 2007

Holy Hand Grenades

Holy Hand Grenades from The Gadgets WeblogHehehehe. If you don't know about these, then you are certainely not a Briton. Hehehe.
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Links and Notes

Only putting these here so that I don't forget them again.

http://strangemaps.files.wordpress.com
- http://strangemaps.wordpress.com/2007/07/28/156-china’s-1418-world-map/
http://www.experientia.com/blog/
http://www.kirchersociety.org/blog/
http://abriefmessage.com/

Makes me think I need a note solution that works everywhere now, sheesh.
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Content and Not So

Considering the buzz about the iPhone and new iPods, I can really get into that mode where I am trying to move funds around and figure out whether I need a new device or not. In some respects though, I have learned that there is a line between being content and not being so, and while the tech and its changing is a factor, me accepting my decsions also are a part of this internal debate.

The Contnetment
The Treo 680 that I have was a gift. It was something that in some respects that I made a choice for, and because of that it was granted. A classic case of seeing that there was something a bit shiner, a bit more stable, and therefore wanted. What I got with this device has mostly been quite plesuable. There has been some issues with the battery (so I got a newer, higher capacity one) and some software that has caused issues (and therefore removed), but I don't have a complain. It's been a really solid device, and I've gotten used to how to use it best "for me."

Not So Much Contentment
I guess that it is in part because I review devices that I have this issue with being content with the Treo. It doesn't browse the web well (though Opera Mini 4 Beta has been excellent when it doesn't lock up the Treo). I would love to have integration with Jakiu and other social networking sites/tools. And using RSS is a bear because it is not a part of the browser (as it is with Symbian S60 devices).

Add to that the antiquated user interface that just has noone that seems able to actually make something simple, elegant and innovative. Seeing what is possible via programs like TypeRight, and devices like the iPhone/iPod touch have piqed the side of me that says that there is a better way to get the simple things done.

But alas, I am not that simple. I want for my mobile to plug into my TV so that I can watch sports there. To be able to use a bluetooth keyboard when I need to type these long musings, and at least be able to handle the stylesheets that I implement for my books. A device that will give a solid day of work, and yet if I push it, it will not crash because I am really getting it in.

I'm not at all content with the state of mobiles for that reason. It's not that it cannot be done. All the pieces are there in bits and pieces on several devices. What is not here is something that just works. Close enough for me that I would be content completly.

I want more than just something mobile that makes calls, I want a mobile computer. To do and capture what all I need to do in the palm of my hand, and with as little impact on the power gid as possible from my end.

Until that happens though, I'll rock the 680. It may not be the greatest, but it does have the closest of all in terms of what I am looking for. And I guess that is what made me feel content with it when I got it. It doesn't do things the latest and greatest, but it keeps me content in knowing that I can do many of those things that I know that I wish to do. My hope is that Palm's renewed/heightened attention to the Treo line will pay off in the perfect device, sooner rather than later. If for no other reason than it would make folks like me content again, and not so much dribbling about what should be.

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Thursday, September 06, 2007

A Renissance of Sorts

I think that it started about this time last year. I had not been long working a new job after not working for a few months, and I was getting a good bit of "good structure" in terms of life and schedule. No longer in a relationship, I was looking for ways to spend my time and set out doing the tea cafe, taking long drives, and just being "busy." I met one of the new interns at work and was sparked to think about life in a way that I had not in a long time. Thanks to her, and a few well place prayers, I was on my way to discovering a piece of me that keep rearing its head more and more...

...the artist.

Lately, I've been thinking a lot about user experience this, and interative designer that. I've been really thinking about the asthetic as well as the logical behind a lot of what I do as a web designer/interactive designer and how that factors into who I see myself as.

So, last night, in the mist of a drive to nowhere (actally Monroe, NC), and while watching Monty Python and the Search for the Holy Grail (classic), it hit me that I am destined still to do a lot more. And tapping that old side of me that has been dormant for such a long time is a part of it.

This doesn't mean that I can draw like I used to. In fact, I am horrible. It does mean that I'm back at that place where I am more likely to take chances in designing something. Where I have a freedom to just engage the world, and really just go out and do something different.

Twice yesterday I was told that I am rare. I'm starting to believe that, and instead of be scared of being lonely in it, mature in it to do something that needs to be done, or that just hasn't been done before. Either way, its a spark of something that's more than just tech and design. It's a renissance.

Right now, I sit at work, given a project where I've been allowed to roam free, and yet at the same time have a different set of bounds. It's creative, and at the same time ellusive. I have to keep something conservative, and at the same time stretch a good bit. Kind of like I do with my mobiles, I have something that allows me to engage the world, but I can only do it within the abilties of the tool. I think this is part of the fun of this "renissance," if nothing else, I am getting a chance to reexplore being me.

In the minds of some artists, that's all the canvas is -- a revisualizing of oneself in another light. This should be interesting.

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Wednesday, September 05, 2007

iPod Touch - or the Apple PDA

The iPod Touch was one of the new iPods released today. Looks like an iPhone, just doesn't have the phone part. Makes it just about the Palm T5 PDA that I left when I got a Treo years ago. Nice move Apple, I now look for my Treo replacement in a full-touchscreen phone not running Windows Mobile.

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Monday, September 03, 2007

Modified the Skin "Trifold"

I woke up this morning with a bit of a different thought on my mind as to how to approach the skin "Trifold" and here it basically is.

I went to one of my favorite stock photography websites and then found a really good piece of parchment to compliment the water that I was already using (and wanted to keep). Then went about the task of plugging it into the CSS for Trifold. Because I had already went thru some positioning issues with the Duck photo, I already had in mind the needed parameters for positioning this. After that it was just a matter of uploading to my webserver, which I have since changed to my Flickr account since that loads a good bit faster.

Overall, I really like this. It does remind me of the paper backgrounds that a lot of people used to do on their websites a long time back, but this seems a good bit more classy, and has a good "feel" about it in terms of a keeping the interface readable.

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Saturday, September 01, 2007

Another Skin: Trifold

I this idea once that I could get away with a three column layout here. Unfortunately, there is not really three columns of content, so I moved a few things, added a duck via my Flickr photos, and then came up with this.

Click on the skins to see other differnt designs for this site, and via a cookie it will stay until you decide on something else when you visit.
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The Burden of 'Christian'

I just thought of this title, but it seems a good bit appropriate. Between a phone call today, a conversation yesterday and days before with another, and issues a friend has had with his wife and another friend, there just seems to be this who burden about that 'Christian' tag that for all intents and purpose, just abuot everyone seems tired of.

Take for example the friend who called today. She mentioned the things abuot me being around that she missed. For one reason or another, I had become so associated with those things that I do, that when I left doing those things, I was missed not for who I am, but for what I do. Never once in that list of things that were missed was there a mention that "I miss your example of being a believer to me and others."

oh, to be the person who finally lives according to that label...

The person I talked with yesterday asked me to pray for her because there seems to be no one in the Body who is living as Christ is in them. Between the big name folks getting dovorces and other marital issues, to churches not teaching anything that ever looked like things Jesus and the discples taught, this young lady was generally distrubed at the state of things and wondered aloud, "is it worth it if no one will live it?"

oh, to be the person who finally lives according to that label, if only so that another is encouraged that this hope is not lost...

The worst was my bro. He wanted to have his friend and his wife too. The friend wsa ONLY a friend, and one he has known forever. His wife however doesn't like that idea and she is all and against the idea of her being around. Having heard just about ever side of the story, I can understand all sides. Then there was that statement by one of them, "if being a Christian is holding something over another and calling them out of their name then I don't want to be anywhere near that in my own life."

oh, to be the person who finally lives according to that label, if only so that another is encouraged that this hope is not lost and that the work in progress doesn't end till we all see Him.

Not sure that many don't understand at this point, but this is just some of what I get to walk with during my days.

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