Saturday, December 30, 2006

I've been tagged

As it turns out, someone actually reads my blog. I'm not a big fan of blog-tag memes. They strike me as the Web 2.0 version of chain letter emails. I suppose I understand their existence. What with the biggest gripe bloggers have seems to be that they just run out of stuff to write about.

That being said, I'm touched to be tagged (and if only I could construct the pun that's dying to be made in there), so I'll try to give you 5 things that no one knows about me. Oh, and they're gonna get dark since I have a tendency to share the happy stuff, so stop reading before you learn more than you want to.



  1. It was I who stepped in the tar

    When I was about 12, grandma Peters had some work done on the door to enter her house which resulted in tar (I think it was a highly viscous black substance) being placed at the base. We were warned not to step in it. I did it anyway, and had a good laugh with my aunt (who had a similar emotional maturity) looking at my foot covered in black gook and yelling back to my grandmother that I didn't know whose footprint it was.


  2. I play up my OCD

    While I do have a light case of OCD (just enough to make me prefer symmetry a little too much), I have a tendency to play up its effects. I haven't yet sorted out why I do it, but I think that it comes from people getting a kick out of it, and sharing that they feel the same way about the stacks of weights at the gym.


  3. I prefer 2-3 close friends to a dozen good ones

    I've always been the person to prefer having a few close friends with whom I share everything and can go to about/for anything than a larger set of people with whom I'm friendly and can count on, but not feel comfortable doing so. I actually use the set of close friends more than anything else in defining eras of my life (even more than job/school delineations)


  4. I don't like hanging out with Andrews SF Friends

    I don't know if it's the social introductions are odd when I go to hang out with people that Andrew knows really well and I know practically no one. Or if it's that I just don't like meeting people. Or if it's just that I've been spoiled by geeks and scientists for so long. Though I also think that a part of it is that I'll never be that typical 20-something.


  5. I'm afraid of the other Keith

    About half the time when I look in the mirror I see the other Keith looking out. This other Keith is the person that I thought I left behind in 2003 when the current one escaped. He had only brief purviews before then (like in Baja in 2002), but I feel like he's being forced back in again already. I find myself playing video games and watching TV at the expense of outdoors/gym/cycling/climbing time.

    And the goatee doesn't help. It's loss was a symbol of the transition, in addition to being a reminder of an unfortunate evening which taught me (if nothing else) to grow a pair of balls.



If you're still with me, well shame on you for being so nosy. I'm supposed to hand this off to some people to write they're own versions, but I refuse to forward chain letters. That, and this catharsis is the wrong way to pass the torch, so I'm just gonna terminate this branch here.

Friday, December 15, 2006

That's Brisk Baby

Well, I've gotten my bike tuned up now, and today was the first sunny day in like a week, so I figured it was time to take Thunderbolt out for a ride to work today. Unfortunately it's like 50 degrees out.

Though since Jayne's out of town until late tomorrow, perhaps the cold air to the crotch is a good thing.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Golden Gate Cycles

I want to give a shout out to the nice folks at the Golden Gate Cycles service department. They were so much easier to deal with than the folks ad Redwood City Kawasaki, Honda, Suzuki (or whatever). And it's not exactly the service department. I have no problem with either (though the GGC staff was very friendly, and helpful; fully helping me out) But the big thing that blew me away was the proptness of service. I had been putting off getting my bike (a ZR-7S) serviced (it justed needed some routine 6k miles work) because of the hassle I had where I had to set up an appointment 2 weeks in advance. I can't make plans 8 hours in advance, how was I supposed to remember after a fortnight to take my bike in. This time, I fully took advantage of the "In by 10 out by 6 policy". Thanks guys.

Friday, December 08, 2006

Topix has Balls



Seasons Greetings from California

Well it's Christmas time at Topix again, and we've been a little saner around the office this year. We've gotten ahold of several christmas balls to hang on the tree (and some bottle opener schwag to help fill in the gaps). And since discovering that the University of Tennessee Volunteers colors are the same as ours, we've been thinking about ways to acquire what looks a lot like special made items for topix.net.

And while Bryn was in Tennessee recently he saw some fancy-schmancy chirstmas balls for our tree. So now we have a very professional looking tree.

This is probably much better than when I crawled up on some tabes to put the snow globe up into the sunlight. I wasn't really risking a workman's comp problem there. And in all fairness I like the tree better this way.

Thursday, December 07, 2006

A Tribute to a Hero

James Kim -- family man, gadget fan

Ordinarily I make it a point to not click on anything that looks like an ad, and I don't like watching videos on news sites (for some reason YouTube on blogs are OK, though) but Newsasaurus wrote a whole segment on it. It is a touching tribute and Im glad I watched it.

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Breeding Permits

OK, that's it. Breeding is no longer a right, it's a privilege. We need breeding permits and forced sterilizations.
Mother Charged, Could Have Put Baby in Microwave

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Bad Flickr User. No Cookie For You

I've been bad about uploading photos to flickr. I've been taking them, I just haven't been uploading. So here are some sets of things that happened in the last few months.

No, I haven't gotten to the Ecuador pictures yet. I'm going to need to be waiting for Jayne to come home for longer than 3 hours to get to those.





Apple Picking




Ishy's 3rd Birthday




Scotchtoberfest '06

Unusual Gaming Techniques

I got an Xbox live vision camera when they came out. It was like $40 and I could get it with a year of Xbox live and rationalize as a combined purchase two things I had been on the fence about individually. Plus I figured it would come with eye-toy style games.

Well I didn't know about any, so other than being able to personalize my gamer picture (which only friends can see, and since I don't know anybody's live handle thats moot) and being able to see a wavy picture of myself on the desktop, the only thing I've gotten from it is a Hal-9000-esque green glowy light on the top of my TV.

Then I discovered TotemBall in some topix research (at least that's what I'm calling the time I spent reading xbox blogs at work, and adding one or two to the crawl) which is a free Xbox live download that is supposed to be all eye-toy style. And I suppose it kinda is, though my arms never needed a break when I played a Sony game.

And after 10 or 15 minutes of shoulder frustration (mostly reminding me I really need to get my ass back to the gym) I gave up and let Jayne play. And she wandered into Pinball mode and got very frustrated. So I wanted to cheer her up a little, so proceeded to play the game by shaking my ass back and forth.

Yes. I shook my booty for gaming.

Anyway I got a chuckle, cheered her up a little, and as it turns out I play better that way too.

Sunday, October 15, 2006

Are Bloggers Cat People or Dog People?

Y'know, my first thought here was that they would be cat people. I tend to read a lot about random lonely people blogging with their cats on their keyboard. But like a good little scientist I did some reasearch.



Looks like theres about twiuce as much literature out there on people's dogs as there is on people's cats.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

A Little Short on Wisdom

Teeth, I mean. I had all four of my "third molars" removed yesterday and it was an interresting experience. I haven't been on general anesthesia in quite a while, and never while I had my teeth worked on. It was certainly amusing to be conscious while they hooked up the EEG and started the nitrous. Then as I started to fall under its affects, I kept asking science, technology, technique questions to relax myself (I think that might have been a little odd).

All in all though it was a pretty easy procedure, and Andrew came and picked me up hopped up on laughing gas and whatever else they gave me, and I'm certainly glad I didn't try to walk home myself as I was quite "out of it", but not in any way I had previously experience. Though I think I may understand the dentist from Little Shop of Horrors a little better now.

But Jayne came home and help me through the evening, and even though she's going through some rough stuff at work now was very helpful and caring. I don't know what I would do without her.

And to top it all off the oral surgeon himself called me at 10:30 in the evening to check up on me and make sure everything was going well. He seems to have done a good job, and even kicked my ass a little because I was trying to go light on the vicoden I'm really a big fan of the dentist and oral surgeon I've got now in San Francisco, so I think it's probably a good thing I needed that emergency care last week.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Wisest thing I've heard in a while

Well maybe not wisest, but definetely the statement which has most fundamentally challenged my assumptions in a while.

"Oh, you're from the east coast. No wonder you have guilt"

Monday, October 02, 2006

Debuging Democracy

This is a little geeky (OK very), but the C code is exactly what the problem with our current policy on terrorists.

27B Stroke 6

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Big Balls

Well Jayne and I visited the vet this morning. Mostly because when Jayne got home last night she looked at Ishy's balls and they were huge and bloated. I was tempted to take a picture and post it to share the horror (and male discomfort), but my better half has earned that handle today.

Turns out it's a side effect of his getting snipped as an older dog. He's got lots of energy (which I take as a good sign), and the vet thinks that might have effected it, so he's got a Rx for bed rest (and I do mean an Rx. Pills and everything).

So Jayne and my weekend plans to go around San Francisco are shot now. It's not fair to leave him alone like this when work doesn't require it, and any walking to the Love Parade, or the Fulsome Street Fair would just make the swelling worse.

And I must admit, I'm a little afraid to bring a dog with swollen balls to the Folsom Street fair.

Friday, September 15, 2006

Soy un Pendajo

So I went rafting last weekend, and I did something stupid. Well at least one thing, though it looks more like two.

There was a place along the river known as jumping rock. It's a great place for the squinks because they get to jump into a large pool on the river from 20 feet up in pretty safe conditions. But for most of them, jumping 20 feet into water is something they have never even thought about. It's fun to see them work through their feers.

Anyway, there's a little bit of a climbing hop up and someone needs to spot the kids as they go. The guide who was set up for it in the first place was pretty young and wanted to make multiple jumps himself, so I offered to spot the kids so he could jump. This meant I jumped second to last (because P-Wood was spotting from above, and I from below).

So in order to make sure we went out with a bang P-Wood and I set up a fun little thing to do where I pretend to slip, yell "Oh shit", and he jumps in after me. OK, maybe P-Wood and I shouldn't collaborate on stuff as we're both kinda lacking in reasons and good sense. Anyway, the good news is he landed a full 8 inches away from me in the water. The bad news is I landed upside-down.

When I got out of the water (after receiving some glares from the guides for being a bad example) my eye felt like it was starting to swell, and I prepared myself for an upcoming black eye. So I wasn't too surprised when it started to swell Wednesday night.

Though it swelled oddly and looked kinda infected. I held fast to my black-eye theory until I got a look at my leg in the shower last night. I don't think it's a black eye. I think I somehow managed to get poison oak on my lower eye lid.

Told you I was a dumbass.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Keith Roundup

Some quickies...

I got Ishy checked out today, at the vet's and set up an appointment for his neutering. Without thinking I set it for next Wednesday. As I think about it that's 9/20 or his birthday. Happy Birthday Ishy :).

Matt's in S.F. for a few days doing MIT recruiting stuff. We went out and got a beer and caught up. He's engaged. Congratulations.

I've been taking Thunderbolt into work regularly. I'm getting really good at getting it into and out of the edge of my parking space with cars on either side. It's all about the near horizontal lean turn. Certainly a good exercise for my recently under utilized pull muscles.

Oh, and a brain teaser. Does anyone know what part of speach the word 'what' is in it's usage in the following sentence: I wonder what George's life would be like if he had gone to college.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Ishy was fired

I try to wear my heart on my sleeve here, and since this is a highly emotional day, it wouldn't be fair not to talk about it.

Ishy has an aggression problem. He will snap and bark at people and dogs for no good reason. It may be getting worse, I'm not sure. And it's entirely my fault has his caretaker. I think I may have indulged it a little too much since he would bark at the really scary people that live on the streets near my home, and would protect Jayne.

Unfortunately, he did this for a second time at work yesterday (and at a high powered recruiter no less). So he was fired.

Now I have to figure out what to do. While I do get a whole helluva lot more work done from home, and haven't really been loving the 40 minutes of driving each way (sans traffic), there's a lot that I get from spending the day with them peninsula folks. I almost went crazy that week I worked from home (and I would have if not for Jayne. I'm so glad she's there to comfort me and make me sane).

So now I need to figure out what the fuck comes next.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Xbox live works

With Jayne sewing away for burning man I found myself with many free hours this weekend. So to pass the time I picked up a 360. 3 days later and many hairs fewer I've beaten my firewall into submission enough to let me play on xbox live.

Here's my gamer tag.

Friday, August 11, 2006

Thank you Lexi

There's a blessing and a curse in being best friends with a googler. Especially one that works on blogger. Sometimes your blog gets used for internal debugging purposes. Apparently when she was asked for a regularly updated blog that doesn't do picture uploading or use a bunch of the other blog features she thought of me. And then they broke my login for a few weeks.

Ah well. It's fixed now, and I can start the Ecuador tales.

Thank you Lexi.

Thursday, July 06, 2006

I'm outta here

Fast posting, but I'm excited. I'm leaving for a month in South America in a little over 12 hours from now. Whee.

Lombard Street smells of burning tires...

Jayne's mom was visiting SF and I finally did a bunch of touristy stuff I'ld been meaning to. Ride a trolley. Visit lombard street. (I still have to go to Alcatraz, but there's lots more relatives).

Anyway there are pictures on Flickr

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Today in the blogosphere

Whilst debugging search terms like 'cat', Bryn and I came upon this:

Hitler Cats

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Charmed is a little girly

I'm not sure what clued me in...perhaps it was the 3 girls talking non-stop about guys, maybe it was the male stripper. It probably wasn't the best of ideas to watch a season while on the exercise bike in the gym. Hmmm.

There's this Taco Truck

I went to it while I was working for Nullsoft, and I have a romanticized view of their Al Pastor burritos. Actually that taco truck is what inspired me to use Al Pastor burritos as an ad-hoc metric for taquerias. (Which I stil stand by. Good Al Pastore <=> Good Taqueria). But this truck inspired the metric because they pegged the needle.

Now I must admit, it's been a few years, and those burritos where early in my mexican food adventures, so my memory might not be what it aught to be here. And I've been to some taco trucks since and none of them have held a candle to the one near Nullsoft's corporate headquarters, so I began to doubt.

But I've been working from home this week to get some massive coding done sans distraction, and I thought I would go for a long walk in the great weather we've been having, and see whether or not my little taco truck still had what I remembered.

Oh, boy, howdy it does.

I just wish other places where close to that good. Oh, and the one I'm talking about is the truck at Harrison and about 20th (it's pretty much across the street from Mission Cliffs) if you want to try some for yourself.

Sunday, May 21, 2006

Damn You Past Keith!

And damn you Fry's too. They put Civilization IV on sale this weekend, and so I had no choice but to pick it up And I've been playing way too much. I had completely forgotten how addicting the game is.

And Past Keith had an idea about how to save his relationship from Civ's impending forces. He installed the game on the computer upstairs which forces Present Keith to stand up to play. As it turns out, standing erect for hours on end, barefoot, and on hardwood floors, starts to hurt. My poor heels.

On the other hand I've taken care of Julias Ceasar, and have almost erradicated Catherine the Great.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Trivia Night at The Chieftan

The Chieftan is a great neighborhood pub a block from my house, and they have trivia nights on Tuesdays. Jayne and I have been meaning to go for a while to have some fun a kick some ass, so we invited the Basteels along to help us out. It's been a while since I've participated in anything that really resembles a competition, and it was good to stretch the ego and fear a bit.

That being said, with Jayne's entertainment and sports knowledge to fill in the CIT gaps, we kicked a little ass and beat the architects.

Bribing the judge with cheesecake probably helped too.

Friday, May 12, 2006

The 280 Really Moves

Jayne was nice enough to care for Ishy today, so I got to take Thunderbolt in to work. And since it's such a lovely day, I thought I'ld take 280 down to Palo Alto (Man is it great to live in California). Whoa boy though. I was doing 90, and passed a cop at a speed trap who didn't pull me over because I was barely keeping up with traffic. That was fun.

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Captchas

I've been uploading my existing blog here (all backdated nicely), put blogger keeps wanting me to solve a captcha. Can't I convinvce someone I'll be good as soon as I'm up to date?

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

New blog...

We'll see how it works.

Sunday, April 23, 2006

I walked across 1% of the continental U.S. yesterday


This week, Mike and I were discussing weekend plans, and we hit upon the idea of trying to complete the Slyline to the Sea trail. Given that when I took his joke seriously, he couldn't back out without seeming the puss, we decided to go for the hike.

This involved starting on Skyline Boulevard, just south of Palo Alto, and wandering through the redwood forests through Big Basin and on to Waddel beach near Santa Cruz. We hauled some monstrous ass, and made it through the 30 mile hike (1% of the U.S. cross coast distance) in under 10 hours (including an hour for lunch).

It was a good time, and a lot of fun, and did it's job well for taking me up to the next level of preparations for the strenuous activities awaiting me in Ecuador this summer.


Thursday, April 13, 2006

I just wrote the two largest checks I've ever written


Damn you IRS! Actually I find myself strangely attracted to George W. Bush right now. Damn you tax breaks for making me see a silver lining in this hopeless cause of a president.

But as my dad always says, "they wouldn't make you pay it, if you couldn't afford it." A little optimistic, but it makes me happier.


Friday, March 31, 2006

I am All Growed Up


I went to Banana Republic today and bought myself a suit for Tolles' wedding tommorow, and learned a couple of things (or at least re-inforced a couple of old lessons)
  1. It's good to have a female eye to help with clothes shopping
  2. Suits can be quite expensive
  3. Suits make you look good
I'll try to have pictures from the wedding. If I can remember to charge my camera.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

I'm So Honored


I got a random call from a private number this morning while walking Ishy. This is usually a bad sign (I think I've unfortunately started to develop the opinion that if you're hiding something it's for a reason). But it didn't matter because the call came while I happened to be searching desperately for somewhere to place my morning coffee so I could get a baggie out, and was in no condition to answer the phone. They left voice mail (which is also usually a bad sign), and I forgot about it for an hour or so.

When I got around to checking it, I was stunned. Apparently my dog walker had used me as a referrence and someone was calling to check up on her. As I thought about it, it made a great deal of sense (I'm actually willing to do some interresting scheduling to get Ishy to Redwood City, now that I'm in San Francisco) and I felt very honored.

On the other hand, I was going to call her about watching Ishy this weekend, and it looks like she might be booked now. This will probably complicate matters significantly.


Tuesday, March 14, 2006

That worked better than the Sudafed


I finally got a chance to take Jayne to Blowfish for sushi last night. And when I say got a chance, I mean Jayne dragged me out saying she wanted sushi, we took a wrong turn and ended up driving in front of the big sign with an animated blowfish. I also, of course, mean that I had wanted to take her to Blowfish since moving up to the city but have been too lazy to do so. I love that she makes me get off my ass and live a little. I don't know what I'ld do without here.

She seemed to enjoy the experience, and the ambiance. I don't think hentai was what she meant (or was expecting) when she suggested sushi, but she had a good time. And there was one bite I took from a Magiro Nigiri that had a little extra wasabi. That cleared my sinuses a hell of a lot better than the Sudafed I had taken earlier in the day. Pfffew.

And dinner tomorrow is steak at Morten's. It's good to live in the city.


Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Birdies


Ishy chases the ducks Mike is teaching an electronics arts class this semester, and is about to start teaching the squinks how to solder. So he figured maybe he should learn himself, before he provides instruction. He picked up some of the basics, and wanted to know if I wanted to solder a phone together with him for practice. Of course I said yes, 'cause everyone knows how much fun soldering is.

This gave me a chance to bring Ishy down to Foster City and let him play in the pond at Mikes house. And oh boy did Ishy have a good time. He got to chase ducks and go swimming. I could see the innate Springer breeding in him that loved the experience.

Actually I just let him to his own devices while Mike and I soldered. At one point I realized it had been over 20 minutes since I had seen him, and I started to get worried. I whistled for him, and started calling. He didn't show up. Mike started calling him. He still didn't show. We looked around the banks and there was no sign of him.

Well this was bad. I really didn't want to have to go pick him up from doggie jail and get reprimanded because he didn't have a collar on at the time. But since it's a pond, he probably was staying close to the shore and not getting into too much trouble. We decided to put in some kayaks and go paddling for him.

So we dropped the kayaks in the water and found paddles and got ready to go after him. This was a good 5 to 10 minute process. Ishy waited until I had started walking out into the water and getting ready to enter the boat before he showed back up.

Silly puppy.


Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Pink


There were a lot of girls wearing pink in downtown San Francisco this morning while I took Ishy for a walk. Is there something special about February 14th that I'm forgetting?

Sunday, February 12, 2006

City Living


IMG_1036 This was going to be a real post, but my blogging software doesn't let me reorder posts so I'm just gonna say life is good living in a concrete jungle.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Asshole and cellphones


On the way back from a bike ride in Palo Alto today (and a requisite, too-expensive, Fry's trip) I was on the phone with my parents. Now, a lot is said about drivers on cell phones. Enough that some states have actually outlawed the practives. So you'ld figure if I had a bit of a freeway altercation, I should be the one to blame. That's not the case however. It was the guy with both eyes and ears on the road that tried to drive me off. Go figure.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Happiness is like peeing your pants...


Everyone can see it, but only you can feel the warmth. -Jaime

Well I haven't posted much recently. I've been pretty busy. But I find myself with some time alone this evening and thought I might finaly get around to writing this post.

Blogosphere meet Jayne. Jayne meet the blogosphere. (Oh wait, you've met already). Jayne isn't her real name, but since it irks Andrew in just the right way, that's the way in which she will be referrenced here. Jayne and I had been just friends for a while. At schotchtoberfest, that got kicked up a notch.

And the last few months have been amazing. She's someone I can't get enough of, regardless of how much time we spend together. There have been few people in my life that fall into that camp. She's beautiful. And funny. And smart. And a joy to be around. And someone around whom I am comfortable being myself. And someone who makes me want to better myself, and who helps fill in the places where I'm not so good.

I can't get into all of the fun things we've done over the last few months (I didn't have time to write about it then, I'm not going to find it now), but let me tell you about one time that was particularly special. New Years Eve.

I hadn't really made any plans, and it was a few days before the New Year. Well we knew we were going to Andrew and Lexi's "prime your liver" party, but I really had no idea what to do for midnight. Jayne helped out by getting 10:30 reservations to the Acme Chophouse. This is a steakhouse at Pac Bell park. So we had a very late (and drunk) dinner of slabs of meat, and afterwards walked across the little offset of the bay that kayakers use to snag Barry Bonds' homers to a little park with a view of the Bay Bridge. There we waited patiently for midnight, and as soon as the fireworks started over the bridge, kissed pationately to start the New Year right.


Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Bending the On Leash Rules


New Phone. Yay! O.K. I haven't posted in a while, and I have a backlog of happy stuff to write about, but I need some venting now.

I took Ishy out for a walk this morning and headed off to a new park for him to check out. It appears to be a common dog hang out and looks like that it will occasionally stock doggie clean up bags, so I may try to go back. Providing this mornings experience burns off.

Now, I'm a fan of bending the on-leash rules every once in a while. It's good to let your dog wander off a bit, and it's not always easy to get to somewhere where he can roam freely and legally off leash. That being said, like any law, when you break it you damn well better accept the consequences, and try to make sure that the silly things that cause the law to be in place don't happen, or the man might just take away your on-leash privileges too.

Ishy can be a bit playful and friendly. So I tend not to take him off leash too often and I'm always close at hand. And I violate my own rule that the dog damn well better be under strict voice control if he's off leash. However this morning at the park, two large (90 lb.) dogs paired up and ran at him growling, barking, and biting.

I was very proud of Ishy here. He didn't shy away, but he didn't go overly vicious. He did enough to keep himself self while I tried to keep myself between the dogs and him.

Now here's the part that pisses me off. The dogs' owners were jogging at a comfortable trot while this was happening. Excuse me. This isn't time for a fucking stroll. Your out of control, illegally off-leash dogs are attacking mine, and the only reason I wasn't personally kicking their asses was I might want to come back to this park. You get your ass in gear and sprint to take care of this.

And when they finally do get close enough to start to muzzle their dogs, I hear nary an apology.

Maybe I don't need to go back to that park if there's such assholes there.


Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Keith Doll


elouai's doll maker 3