Apparently, these are the Three Rules my great-grandfather lived by. Not sure which one since that information died with my dad, who often quoted them, though not to me.
Wow, and I thought I was cynical.
Both sides of my family have packrat tendencies. Between cleaning out my grandmother's trailer when she moved to Hawaii and what I saw up at my dad's place this year, I figure if I don't make a conscious effort to keep things in-line, I'll end up dying like the Collyer Brothers did. Ok, maybe I'm not that bad, but it's still a reality I don't want to approach.
Meanwhile, in the digital age, it is trivial to accumulate large quantities of stuff. Thousands of pictures, music files, movies, applications, and who knows what else. Furthermore, if you use social networks, you may be posting data in lots of places. I've lost count of the number of places various bits of my digital debris have been posted and hosted.
I suppose the good news is that if you want to keep all that information, it won't create a Collyer Brothers-like problem in the physical world. Compared to the space it would take to keep stacks and stacks of newspapers, a hard drive or two takes up almost no space at all.
Of course, if you actually want to find anything in this mountain of information--or attempt to manage it in any way--you've got a problem. I guess digitizing everything doesn't solve that problem, does it?
Just playing with a new version of the Gravity app for Nokia phones. Was checking out the new image gallery and posting features. My Check Point Abra stick was handy, so I took a picture.
via Gravity
I was going through my old posts that I imported from my Vox (and
other) blogs and ran across an old post I had done taking the top
results of Googling "dameon needs" to see what it says. It was a meme
going around at the time, I figured what the hell, it couldn't hurt. Well, I decided to do it again just to see if my needs had changed.
Likely. It's been 18 months or so. 1. I need numbers. Depends on the kind of numbers we're talking about. 2. I need the New York Yankess more than they need me. I wonder how
they could need more any less than I need the New York Yankees (which
is not at all). 3. I need to get over it. Yes, I agree. 4. I need to be less stubborn. Agreed. 5. I need to know if Sarah Palin thinks dinosaurs were here. Um, yeah. 6. I need to keep my shirt off. Um, no. 7. I need to rest and evaluate. Been doing that and was on the list last time. 8. I will work with you to create a total website solution suitable to
your needs. Um, no. 9. I need a room in Houston, TX that I'm willing to spend up to $500 a
month for. No. 10. I need to realize I'm older than I think. No. Ok, maybe Google doesn't have all the answers…
After my system got over not drinking coffee, I began to wonder if coffee actually does anything at all. I mean, plenty of people (including my wife) get by without drinking it at all.
Turns out, there are mixed results. Certainly if you are a caffeine addict, you need a certain amount in order to normalize. As my wife reminds me, that's a sure sign you're an addict (in the physiological sense anyway).
To make matters worse, there's no good yardstick for determining how much caffeine you are ingesting daily.A cup of Starbucks coffee can vary substantially from day to day, same store and same blend.
I guess the best thing to do is drink it at home where I can brew it myself and thus have some control over the brewing conditions, which can lead to this variance. I tend to like my coffee weaker than most people brew theirs, which probably helps moderate the caffeine content as well.
Maybe I should stick to tea at Starbucks, which still has caffeine, but apparently a heck of a lot less of it than their brewed coffees do.
