Apple executive, about owner: The way I see it, you plop down 14 dollars to listen to Kenny talk for an hour.
Fire department regular, paying check: I'd pay 24 dollars for Kenny to shut the fuck up while I'm trying to eat.
--Lower East SideOverheard by: mhopkins
via Overheard in New York, Jun 25, 2010
Background and explanation:
Bob Campbell, my father, was an engineer by trade.
Bob Campbell at home, early 1980s
He trained as an electrical engineer in the late 1950s and then went to work for IBM. That was pretty much getting into the (digital) computer industry on the ground floor, and back then it was reasonable and even honorable to work for the same company for your entire career.
"Playing" with Bob was always a mind-expanding experience. Flying kites would turn into an impromptu lesson on aerodynamics, which I drank up every word of and retained basically nothing from. Still, I thought my dad was the smartest guy in the world. (At least until I became a teenager.)
Bob and Barry, flying kites at Holden Beach, circa 1972
My Father's Day memory of Bob:
My friends and I, around age six or seven, were building forts in the back yard, down by the creek (a common play area in our neighborhood), wherever there was room. I was having some difficulties with structural integrity, and I asked Dad for advice.
"Hang on a second, I'll be right back," he said, and wheeled into the house. I imagined that he was going to get some tools out of his workbench, but I wasn't all that surprised when he returned with a clipboard, some graph paper and an ink pen.
Dad drew out plan and elevation views of a structurally sound fort, along with notes on where to excavate in our fortifications for best results. He then gave me written permission to use one of Mama's garden trowels out of the shed for these efforts, but only if I brought it back (1) promptly and (2) clean. (Yes, he numbered the requirements.)
(It's no wonder that I turned out to be a tech writer.)
Dad, it's been five years since we lost you. You were a good father when you were raising me, and later you were a good friend, too.
I'll drink a toast in your memory today. Since you're not here to drink it with me, I'm going to make it a double Scotch on the rocks.
This is a scanned sidebar from a print article on hiring the handicapped that ran in some official IBM publication in 1984.
Carrie may have just hit upon a million-dollar idea!
She came up with the idea of the falafel-waffle - the Fawaffle, in other words - and conceived of it as a thing that could hold all kinds of sweet and savory toppings, perhaps a form of street food, even.
Falafel is sort of the national food of Israel, but it's a crossroads of many Middle Eastern cultures that Carrie and I love so much, really.
And it all starts with chickpeas and fava beans.
You need to soak chickpeas overnight and then cook them until soft - simmer for 90 minutes or so.
The fava beans you can soak and then cook down to a slurry, spicing it heavily with turmeric, coriander, cayenne and black pepper, cumin...
When it comes time to assemble the actual falafel mix... a food processor can be a big help. I tossed in minced onion and garlic, more spices, and just a thimbleful of olive oil.
What you wind up with is a smooth paste that you can add to your favorite waffle batter (I think 3 parts falafel and 5 parts batter is about right, but you should start with half-and-half and see where it takes you.
The first batch of Fawaffles turned out awfully well! There's much recipe tinkering to be done, but the proof of concept is right there and tasty.
Carrie conceived of this as a platform for various savory condiments - here are some that we tried:
The inventor says, "Hurray for fawaffles!"
And so does the chef:
Dear members of the OpenNMS community: Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Barry Campbell, and I’ve just joined The OpenNMS Group, Inc. as Director of Communications. In my new role, I’m taking responsibility for technical communications, marketing communications, and industry analyst relations. Every day, I’m going to work as hard as I can to improve the public awareness of OpenNMS, The OpenNMS Group, Inc. and the great OpenNMS community supporting the project. I’ve worked in the IT industry for the last 25 years, for companies large and small, as a technical writer, trainer, information designer, department manager and (very) hands-on executive. I’m now going to bring my years of experience to bear on the issues and concerns that OpenNMS Group has as it faces even more rapid growth. I’ll be reaching out to the community in coming days, weeks, and months. If you don’t want to wait for me to get in touch with you, please feel free to reach out to me first! Here’s my new work contact info. Barry Campbell, Director of Communications
bcampbel -at- opennms dot com
+1.919.533.0160
From my Google Voice inbox, this thoroughly puzzling "transcript" of a caller's message:
"Bye really what your bye. So I want balls and I don't know if you have them. He's the trail from capsules. I just this is black box. Okay, see you. I don't know. But I that connect because it bye. I don't know if late but this trip. Yeah. Yeah. Mrs. From 00 North, but if you can all of it. Bye."
Wow. Just wow.
Hi. I’m Barry Campbell, and this is an application for a job.
I’m an experienced writer, editor and manager based in Chapel Hill, NC, although I also have many clients and friends in New York City, where I lived for the last 14 years.
I can do at least a couple of things that are worth paying me for:
Whether you need to hire a player or a coach – I happily do both jobs, by the way, and as a manager I strongly prefer a role as a “player-coach” – I have a long track record achieving excellent results despite limited resources and demanding schedules. Besides “player-coach,” other (printable) words colleagues have used to describe me include trainer, facilitator, mentor, problem-solver and creative thinker.
I relocated to North Carolina for family reasons. My wife is going back to grad school at Carolina, and my mother, who lives in Raleigh, is in poor health; we needed to be closer. Besides, I grew up here, and attended UNC myself; who wouldn’t want a chance to return to Chapel Hill to live? I love New York City and will happily travel there as required for business, but the Triangle is now my home.
I’ve spent the last four years working with a very dynamic company in hyper-growth mode (see: “Inside the Tornado,” by technology guru/visionary Geoffrey Moore, if you’re curious about what that was like), and I helped the company grow its proposal-based business eightfold (an 808% increase, to be precise) in the first year, once they decided to let me meddle with the processes a little. (OK, I'll cop to it: I built their processes from the ground up and eliminated a lot of churn.)
Root-cause analysis of the company’s rapid growth in the last several years would lead you, at least in some small part, to a snapshot of me and my team huddled over our keyboards, knocking out a volume of precisely targeted proposals and RFP responses that would likely surprise you. (It surprised us!)
I was also responsible for more conventional technical documentation and training requirements, analyst relations, and some other fairly important things, too.
If certifications impress you, I have some. I’m ITIL v3 Foundation certified (and was v2 certified before that), and a PRINCE2 certified project manager, and a bunch of other things actually; ask to see my resume if you care. (If you’ve been in this business a while and certifications don’t impress you all that much, I like you already. Even if you don’t hire me, we should have lunch.)
I’m at liberty, available May 1, and I’m taking a lot of lunches. ;-) You know how to get in touch.
Reviewed: "ITIL Lite" by Malcolm Fry (ISBN 9780113312122)
SUMMARY: If you're thinking of implementing ITIL v3, read this book first. * * * * (4 out of 5 stars)
Malcolm Fry, who has been around the block a time or two in the IT Service Management (ITSM) world, is a big fan of ITIL v3.
But in the real world, especially when you're starting out, you may increase your chances of success if you only attempt to implement a core, defined subset of the full ITIL v3 lifecycle model.
His new book, "ITIL Lite", is about just that: being successful with a defined subset of ITIL. Mr Fry is writing about process improvement in the real world, as real people live it, every day, in real workplaces. He doesn't believe in jargon and The Next Big Thing in process wonkery means nothing to him.
If you're thinking of implementing ITIL v3, read this book first.
Related: "ITIL Lite" article at BSM Review
Maria the Korean Bride gets married in Raleigh, NC
60 Hudson St, NYC, aka the Western Union building, from a morning walk in the rain
Breakfast in Chapel Hill with Mark, Joyce and Carrie
Drinks in NYC with Jamey, Inness, and Jeejo
At the beginning of this process we made a strategic decision: unlike, say, Democrats in 2001 when President Bush proposed his first tax cut, we would make no deal with the administration. No negotiations, no compromise, nothing. We were going for all the marbles. This would be Obama’s Waterloo – just as healthcare was Clinton’s in 1994.Only, the hardliners overlooked a few key facts: Obama was elected with 53% of the vote, not Clinton’s 42%. The liberal block within the Democratic congressional caucus is bigger and stronger than it was in 1993-94. And of course the Democrats also remember their history, and also remember the consequences of their 1994 failure.This time, when we went for all the marbles, we ended with none.Could a deal have been reached? Who knows? But we do know that the gap between this plan and traditional Republican ideas is not very big. The Obama plan has a broad family resemblance to Mitt Romney’s Massachusetts plan. It builds on ideas developed at the Heritage Foundation in the early 1990s that formed the basis for Republican counter-proposals to Clintoncare in 1993-1994.Barack Obama badly wanted Republican votes for his plan. Could we have leveraged his desire to align the plan more closely with conservative views? To finance it without redistributive taxes on productive enterprise – without weighing so heavily on small business – without expanding Medicaid? Too late now. They are all the law.
David Frum, "Health Care is the GOP's Waterloo", 22 March 2010, The National Post
One of the most thoughtfully written and nicely illustrated "how to" books I've seen in a long time, "The Stick And Cane In Close Combat: Jointlocks, Takedowns and Surprise Attacks
Related links:
And anyone else who's interested.
Lyle Lovett: "Lyle Lovett" (debut album), "Pontiac," "It's Not Big It's Large" (with the Large Band) - a good introduction is "Anthology Vol 1, Cowboy Man", but there are no bad songs on the early albums and damn few on the later ones; it's worth buying the full albums in my view.
Steve Earle: God, anything really. But especially "Guitar Town" and "Transcendental Blues."
Townes van Zandt: Anything and everything. A good introduction is "Live at the Old Quarter, Houston, TX" - there are some compilations but I don't like the looks of them.
Willie Nelson: Anything and everything. A good introduction is the recent comprehensive box set. Just buy it. :-)
Guy Clark. The alt.country singer-songwriter's singer-songwriter. Anything. His last couple of records ("Dublin Blues," "Some Days The Song Writes You") are solid as they come.
Joe Ely - both as a solo artist and with The Flatlanders. Look for an anthology.
Robert Earl Keen - another member of the Texas smart-country set. "The Party Never Ends" is canonical.
Buddy and Julie Miller: If you buy just one record, buy this one: "Written In Chalk".
T-Bone Burnett: Producing more than performing these days, but proves that Christian Rock does not have to be "I found God and lost my talent." He writes heartbreakingly beautiful songs.
John Prine - all of it.
Emmylou Harris - all of it pretty much.
Lucinda Williams - all of it, but especially "Car Wheels On A Gravel Road."
Tift Merritt - a good introduction is "Live in Birmingham" (England, not Alabama)
On Wall Street, they were all known as "quants," traders and financial engineers who used brain-twisting math and superpowered computers to pluck billions in fleeting dollars out of the market. Instead of looking at individual companies and their performance, management and competitors, they use math formulas to make bets on which stocks were going up or down. By the early 2000s, such tech-savvy investors had come to dominate Wall Street, helped by theoretical breakthroughs in the application of mathematics to financial markets, advances that had earned their discoverers several shelves of Nobel Prizes.
PDT, one of the most secretive quant funds around, was now a global powerhouse, with offices in London and Tokyo and about $6 billion in assets (the amount could change daily depending on how much money Morgan funneled its way). It was a well-oiled machine that did little but print money, day after day.
That week, however, PDT wouldn't print money--it would destroy it like an industrial shredder.
You may not know this. But all the smartest people on the Right are basically ashamed to be associated with you. Your “success” in building a set of near-permanent institutions, think-tanks, and magazines to promote your ideals in an uncontaminated environment leaves us with two choices:
1) Sell out to the movement. That is, we may occupy ourselves by explaining that whatever the GOP is promoting--whether it be torture, pre-emptive war, Mutually Assured Destruction, or supply-side economics--is an enduring Western value. If John Boehner is doing it, we're supposed to figure out why Edmund Burke would support it.
Or:
2) Sell out the movement. That is, pitch our articles to liberal audiences. Trash the movement (like I’m doing), and trade our actual conservative convictions for the ephemeral respect of our peers.
[...]
Don’t get me started on foreign policy. There we were always at odds. I was a kind of isolationist. Your two unwinnable wars did little to dissuade me on that point.
But then this free market stuff. Live within your means. Fend for yourself. Be responsible. I believed that. But the people you elected didn’t. Bankers, GE, Archers Daniels Midland, military contractors, really all sorts of speculators--they deserved wealth transfers, cheap credit, debt cancellation. These are your welfare queens, conservative movement. Do you know how bad this makes us look, after having attacked poor people and minorities as free-riders?
Dear Conservative Movement: Stop Ruining My Life, by Michael Brendan Dougherty
Michael J. Totten interviews Christopher Hitchens (Part I, Part II).
Here's the opener to Part I:
MJT: Ireland has a new anti-blasphemy law.
Hitchens: Yes.
MJT: At the same time, Kurt Westergaard was just attacked in Denmark by a Somali nutcase with an axe for offending Muslims with his Mohammad bomb head cartoon. How is it that supposedly liberal Europeans have come to agree with Islamist fascists that people like Westergaard ought to be punished, even if they think he should be punished less severely?
Hitchens: Let's do a brief thought experiment. I tell you the following: On New Year's Eve, a man in his mid-seventies is having his granddaughter over for a sleep-over, his five-year old granddaughter. He is attacked in his own home by an axe-wielding maniac with homicidal intent. Your mammalian reaction, your reaction as a primate, is one of revulsion. I'm trusting you on this. [Laughs.]
MJT: Oh, yes. You are correct.
Hitchens: Then you pick up yesterday's Guardian, one of the most liberal newspapers in the Western world, and there's a long article that says, ah, that picture, that moral picture, that instinct to protect the old and the young doesn't apply in this case. The man asked for it. He drew a cartoon that upset some people. We aren't at all entitled to use our moral instincts in the correct way.
This is a sort of cultural and moral suicide, in my opinion. It's not exactly comparable to the reaction of the church in Ireland which wants to make it illegal to criticize any religion, which in Ireland doesn't really mean much more than one. Many Irish people I know are already publicly planning to break this law.
There you see, I have to say, a different phenomenon, maybe a different version of the same one, a claim of the right to protection against offense from a church that just lost at least two senior bishops who had to resign not because they had not thoroughly enough made themselves aware of the child abuse—why do we call it abuse? The rape and torture of children—where it seems from the Irish government's report that only a minority of children were not made victims of this hideous iniquitous predation.
The same absurdity is present in both cases. These two religions make very large claims for themselves, that "without us you cannot get to heaven, and without us you will go to hell." They claim the right to high, middle, and low justice over everything from public affairs to private morals. They make these immense claims for themselves and further say they should be immune from criticism. It's not enough to be an absolutist party, but you're not allowed to disagree. This is totalitarianism.
"The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane." - Nikola Tesla
Betty need never nap alone. Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
Robert Burns forwarded a copy of the original song to the Scots Musical Museum with the remark “The following song, an old song, of the olden times, and which has never been in print, nor even in manuscript until I took it down from an old man".[3] At the time it was fashionable to claim someone else's work. It was "traditional"; therefore, one should take Burns' statement with mild scepticism. Some of the lyrics were indeed "collected" rather than composed by the poet; the ballad "Old Long Syne" printed in 1711 by James Watson shows considerable similarity in the first verse and the chorus to Burns' later poem.[2] It is a fair supposition to attribute the rest of the poem to Burns himself.[3] There is some doubt as to whether the melody used today is the same one Burns originally intended, but it is widely used both in Scotland and in the rest of the world. [4] Singing the song on Hogmanay or New Year's Eve very quickly became a Scots custom that soon spread to other parts of the British Isles. As Scots (and other Britons) emigrated around the world, they took the song with them.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind ?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days o' lang syne ?
And surely I’ll be mine !
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
And pu’d the gowans fine ;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary foot,
Sin auld lang syne.
Frae morning sun till dine ;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
Sin auld lang syne.
And gie's a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll tak a right gude-willy waught,
For auld lang syne.
The label is a little hard to read, but that's what it says. Love Monk's halo. I guess they can't very well call it Trappist, though. ;-)
And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus, that all the world should be taxed. (And this taxing was first made when Cyrenius was governor of Syria.) And all went to be taxed, every one into his own city.
And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judaea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem; (because he was of the house and lineage of David). To be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with child.
And so it was, that, while they were there, the days were accomplished that she should be delivered. And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.
And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.
For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.
Gospel of St. Luke, Chapter 2, verses 1-14 (King James version.)
| [IMAGE] | Blowing Rock, NC (in the Blue Ridge Mountains) |
| [IMAGE] | Bodie Island Lighthouse on North Carolina’s Outer Banks |
[IMAGE] | The Old Well at the University of North Carolina dates back to 1897, when the students in Old East and Old West dormitories used it to draw water to drink, bathe, wash clothes and cook with. |
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[IMAGE] | Regional recipes differ, but the basic recipe is the same: pork (either pork shoulders or entire hogs) are cooked slowly, for a long time, over low heat – and a lot of people think the only “right” way to do this is over a hardwood fire. |
| [IMAGE] | After the pork is cooked, it’s pulled off the bone, chopped, and seasoned with a sauce made from vinegar, brown sugar and hot peppers. At barbecue restaurants in North Carolina, people from all walks of life get together to enjoy our state food. North Carolina barbecue is served on sandwiches, with creamy cole slaw, or on plates with vegetables (like lima beans, or boiled potatoes) and bread (usually cornbread or biscuits.) Hushpuppies (cornmeal fritters) are often served, too. |
Martyrdom is the only way in which a man can become famous without ability. - George Bernard Shaw
My doctor told me to stop having intimate dinners for four. Unless there are three other people. - Orson Welles
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