Science Friday

From 1999 to 2006, I looked forward to Friday afternoons as the WFSU would broadcast Science Friday. I stopped listening because I moved away and the local station only airs a single hour of the (2 hour) show while I am at work. Recently, I started listening to the podcast of the show.

Dunno, exactly what it is, but I no longer really enjoy it anymore.

And this makes me disappointed in myself.


Bell House

There are like a half dozen podcasts or radio programs to which I listen that mention the Bell House. All of them act like they are the only or rare people who use that venue.

I guess it being in Brooklyn, aka Hipster central, they are trying to fit in with the locals?


Tis the season for proud parents to post photos of their children having won school achievement awards.

I hate the spotlight awards put on me. Having to go on stage to accept something was the absolute worst. I was glad to skip walking in my high school graduation. I grudgingly went though walking in my college graduation. Having to do it again for a Master’s and or PhD sound terrible to me.

A boss wanted to photograph us accepting an award for a project. I got caught and had to go through with it. Shortly after, I refused going through it again to accept my plaque for working 12 years.


A Facebook friend bought her father a brick in the new baseball stadium since he is such a fan of the team. She noted:

Now he will always be a part of this ballpark…and rightfully so.

The team has been here the past 50 years, which is the longest it has been anywhere. Well, just 20 years would make that the longest.

This is their 3rd ballpark in that time. The first lasted them 30 years. The second 20. I’m going to call the next as 15.

So, that brick will be part of the park less than 20 years until it is demolished for something else.

Squarespace Ads

Annoy me. I love code. I got into working on web sites because of code. When HTML started to bore me, I was fortunate to need to learn JavaScript, Perl, CSS, PHP, XML, and another coding languages.

I get it. There are people who are scared of code.

Those people underestimate themselves. I’ve taught scared kids how to work with WYSIWYG and HTML and CSS for their first jobs. And WordPress is easy enough and cheaper.

Not the only one

I often see people start with “I think I’m the only person I know who’s…”

No, you are not.

Do people who write this really think they are? Or are they fishing for validation by getting other people who have done the same thing to say they do it too?


My Geek Hoarder aesthetic puts me in love with gadgets, but I also tend not to throw anything away.

  • If I am not sure what it is? Keep it. Eventually I will remember and feel disappointed in not having it later.
  • Have I not used it recently? Keep it. One has tools so one can do things and not have to go acquire them anytime one needs them. My idea of a tool includes what others might deem a toy.
  • If I like the one, then I should get 2-5 more”just in case” the first one breaks or in the case of battery packs, I cannot get to a wall or car outlet.


I tend to sit on newsworthy things. Like, I know people who post photos when they buy a house. Me? I updated the people to which I had discussed it. But, in general it was a topic I avoided making a topic. And, I became annoyed with people who expanded the circle of people who knew.

Part of it, is privacy. I avoid telling people where I live other than generalities unless they need to know. And they ask.

The larger part is wanting to avoid jinxing it. I really did not want to tell people I was going through the process only to be denied. Or something else to happen that made it not happen. I would attribute the failure to having bragged about it before it was real.

I was in a similar mindset about my current job and the prior job to move here. Our positions have a six month probation period where we can fire new hires for any reason, so I felt for almost a year that either I would not get the job or the offer would be rescinded or they would fire me.



It was recently my girlfriend’s birthday. I often wonder why she hasn’t left. Maybe she’s too stubborn. Then I think maybe it is learned helplessness or something similar Stockholm syndrome or overproduction of oxytocin. But when I ask her, she say’s she’s still here because she loves me. That is ridiculously amazing to me. And a great relief. Because I love her too.