Satisfaction

Friday, November 14th, 2008 at 10:05 pm

I would sum up Getting Things Done in two points:

  1. Write everything down.
  2. Everything is work.

The first is the most important for actually getting stuff done. As I’ve said before, if it doesn’t get written down, it doesn’t happen.

The second thing may not have actually been a point in the book, now that I think about it, but I’ve started seeing everything that needs to get done as a piece of work: I have to take out the trash and do laundry and book a hotel for that one weekend and make a shopping list and send an old friend an e-mail and research an API for a project I want to do. To me, things don’t fall into categories like household chores or personal projects - everything is a task that needs to be processed at some point. It’s not “work” in the traditional sense of the term, but they are things that need to be worked on.

I used to get so stressed about all the stuff on my todo list that wasn’t getting done, but now I realize that there will always be more stuff on my todo list. It all needs to get done, sooner or later. As long as I just keep chugging along, as long as I keep being productive, I will be content. I no longer get worried about all the things that need to get done, but I do get anxious if I feel like I’ve been slacking off and haven’t at least accomplished something every day.

Jerk

Monday, November 10th, 2008 at 6:46 am

My dad had knee surgery on Thursday. I talked to him last night to see how we was doing and catch up a bit.

Dad: Oh yeah, I think you’re rubbing off on me a bit.

Me: Oh really?

Dad: Yeah, the other day, Mom lost a file she made on the computer, and I managed to find it for her.

Me: Oh, I was hoping you would say that you’d been feeling more liberal since the surgery or something like that.

Dad: Nope, they didn’t do anything to my brain.

Me: Walked right into that one, didn’t I.

Java

Wednesday, November 5th, 2008 at 5:15 pm

I got into the elevator with a gentleman holding one of those big coffee pots with the pump on top.

“Cofee mug?” I ask.

“Yup!” he said. “Three liters a day whether I need it or not!”

What I wanted to say was, “That can’t be good for your heart,” but I just wished him a nice evening.

Hope

Wednesday, November 5th, 2008 at 9:10 am

As I rode the shuttle into the office this morning - later than usual, because I was up late and overslept - I realized that, for the first time in years, I was not ashamed to be an American. This election was so much more decisive and satisfying then the last two, and I finally feel like maybe the rest of the world will no longer see us as a nation of warmongering racist illiterates. I can’t remember ever feeling this hopeful about the future.

My Voting Experience

Tuesday, November 4th, 2008 at 12:14 pm

The polls in DC open at 7 AM, so I got to the polling place at about 5:45 to make sure I could get through there quickly and get into work. There were already about 15 people there, including a few on lawn chairs or folding stools. By the time the doors opened, there were probably about 300 people behind me.

The voting part only took about 15 minutes. DC uses paper ballots with a scanner machine, so it was a lot less eventful than the big curtained booths I remember my parents voting in when I was a kid (you know, the ones with the big KA-CHUNK levers).

I probably could have voted three times if I really wanted to. My dad told me a couple weeks ago that I got some things about voting in the mail at their house, and I was on the voter roll today twice, as both Randy and Brock. I kind of figured NY would un-register me when I registered in DC, and I DEFINITELY thought DC would just change my registration when I changed my name, but apparently they make it pretty easy to commit voter fraud.

And now we wait and hope and pray that we, as a country, have smartened up a bit since 2004. I think I’ll spend the rest of my lunch break researching Canadian citizenship just in case.

Verbal vs. Written Communication

Sunday, October 26th, 2008 at 11:00 pm

I’m generally not altogether articulate or coherent when I’m speaking with someone, in person or on the phone. Every sentence, every word - you only get one shot to get it right, or you wind up stumbling over yourself. My problem is that I change direction mid-sentence - or worse, change word mid-word - and the prose comes spilling out of my mouth like the tinkle of an excitable puppy. Every time I talk to my mom on the phone, she has to remind me to slow down so she can follow - I don’t like waiting for my mouth to catch up with my mind, so when I’m excited about something, I try to say it all as quick as I can, lest I forget some detail in the process of verbalizing it.

Which is why I prefer writing things down. It gives me the chance to give it a once-over before anyone else has to try to make sense of it, and that’s got to be better than the alternative. The only problem is that I can’t type as fast as I can think or speak, so bits and pieces go missing - all those fragmented half-sentences that I would usually speak are either lost forever, or if I’m lucky, merge to form something more reasonable before seeing the light of day.

Social Slacker

Sunday, October 26th, 2008 at 9:49 pm

I’ve been a pretty crappy friend lately. A great many things have kept me from keeping in touch with far-away friends, and fewer things have kept me from seeing local friends as much as I really should. As more time passes, I feel like I need to do more to catchup with those long-lost friends, but the extra time it would take to do it proper keeps me from doing anything.

Personal projects have suffered for the same reasons. I always seem to have something more pressing and important that needs to be done, so my projects and friends get put off a little longer, and now simple inertia keeps me moving further away from both.

I’m working on it, friends. I keep hoping that if I just keep chugging away on this endless todo list of mine, I’ll finish the things that need to be done, so I can get back to having fun.

Getting The Love You Want Imago Workshop

Friday, October 24th, 2008 at 6:28 pm

Erin and I spent this past weekend up near Ann Arbor, Michigan, for a couples workshop with Carole Kirby.

Now, you may be thinking about the same thing I would have six or eight months ago. We’ve only been together for 14 months, and we aren’t getting married until next September - how could we possibly need therapy already? But it’s not therapy, really - I think ‘counseling’ is a better word for it.

First, let me explain how we wound up there. Like I said, earlier this year I would have been suspicious of the idea, and I can’t really remember now, but I probably was when Erin first told me about it. Her parents did the same workshop with Carole last year and found it incredibly helpful (which is part of the reason we went up to Ann Arbor for it instead of finding something similar locally), and sent us to it as a pre-wedding gift, of sorts. Hearing a little bit about their experience with it helped convince me that it would be good for us, and we both read the book, Getting the Love You Want, on which the workshop is based. The other thing that only a few people know is that Erin and I were fighting pretty frequently around that time - about four to six months ago - and I thought that, if nothing else, it would help “fix” us. Thankfully, we did a pretty good job of fixing ourselves, and went into the weekend at a really good place in our relationship.

The central theme of Getting the Love You Want is your imago: we are attracted to partners who reflect both the good and bad traits of our primary caretakers in childhood. Our caretakers unwittingly wound and hurt us in childhood, and in some way, we seek to rectify those hurts by finding a partner with those similar traits to fill that role.

At first, it sounds a little bit like touchie-feelie psychobabble, I know, but after reading the book, mulling it over a bit, and doing some of the exercises during the workshop, it makes a lot of sense. Obviously, no one is out actively seeking a partner that reflects the unpleasant parts of their parents, older siblings, or grandparents, but it happens anyway - some part of us finds comfort in the familiar, if nothing else.

The exercises in Imago Therapy generally focus on identifying some frustration or conflict in the relationship and the childhood wound that makes it a conflict. For example, as a child, maybe you felt that your opinion was never solicited, or your father never gave his approval for anything you did, or an older sibling’s achievements were more celebrated than your own. These things don’t just go away, and it would be real easy for your partner to inadvertently re-open any these wounds - by not asking your opinion, by never taking the time to appreciate what you do, by never celebrating your successes. To one partner, it may not seem like a big deal, but to the other, it’s been a source of pain for their entire life.

I don’t want to get into any specifics about our relationship, but Erin and I both found a lot of this to be true throughout the weekend. Some of the exercises are geared toward identifying the positive and negative traits of your childhood caretakers, and others are to help identify the childhood source of current pain and frustration. We both found a lot of ways that we reflect each other’s parents - in both good and not-so-great ways - and when we stopped to think about it, had little trouble identifying very particular reasons that something that might not seem like a big deal to one of us really was to the other. Again, I don’t want to get into the particulars, but trust me on this.

There were seven other couples in the workshop with us, and I think we learned almost as much from them as we did from the workshop itself. We were definitely the youngest couple, and had been in the relationship the shortest. I think everyone else fell in the 35 to 50 range, give or take. Some had been together for only two or three years, but some of the couples had been married for 10 or 15 years, and were there trying to work through years of conflict and baggage. A relationship as young as ours may not need outside help yet, but meeting those other couples made a huge impact on us both. They were obviously all very in love, but had spent years hurting each other and had that much more to work through because of it. We were able to go and learn a lot of healthy ways to deal with conflict before getting married, and before spending years doing damage to one another.

Erin likes to point out that a lot of people - generally the religious right - want to make it harder to get a divorce, but no one questions how easy it is to get married. I mean, I’ve only recently started learning how many couples begin marriage without even hammering down some of the basics - things like, are we going to have kids? Where are we going to live? I have no idea how you could make it all the way to a marriage license without figuring that stuff out, but a lot of people do, so it shouldn’t come as a shock to anyone that half of all marriages end in divorce. I really think that everyone should do something like this before they get married. And I’m not just drinking the Kool-Aid here: I’m not saying it should be legally mandated, and I’m certainly not saying that divorce will ever be non-existent. But, it seems like common sense that a little preparation up front can go a long way to maintain a stable marriage.

I really couldn’t be more thankful that we were able to do this workshop. I have a much deeper appreciation for Erin and the happiness she brings me, and I feel like it helped make me much more aware of her needs, her desires, and her hurts. A lot of the problems we used to have boiled down to my own ignorance and arrogance - I would see something as trivial and dismiss the fact that it was a big deal to her. I know I still have improvements to make, but I feel that this weekend was a huge help in that area.

On top of that is the fringe benefits. I have been in such a good mood this week. I’ve been furiously jotting down ideas and notes all week - it’s like I cracked a door this weekend and found a room I didn’t know about. Some part of me opened up and I got past some kind of bottleneck that had been holding me up and stressing me out for weeks before this.

Doing the exercises this weekend also gave me a much deeper appreciation for my parents. One of the first things we did on Friday night was identify positive and negative traits of our parents and specific memories that were positive and negative. I came up with all sorts of good things to say about them, and thought of all sorts of happy memories that I hadn’t thought about in years - and now I can’t seem to remember why I was so miserable as a teenager. My parents have always been loving and supportive of everything I’ve done, even when they don’t necessarily like it (like when I moved 9 hours away from home). All things considered, my childhood was pretty swell, but all I can remember from my teenage years is wanting to get out of that town. I don’t know why I ever implicated them in that - my desire to cut and run had nothing to do with my family.

Anyway. I think that’s about everything. I was going to spend a few minutes collecting my thoughts on the weekend before I started, to make sure I didn’t forget anything, but then I just got going and couldn’t stop. Here’s the short version:

  • Read the book. Doesn’t really matter if you’re in a relationship - it’ll do you some good in later ones, if you’re not.
  • “Therapy” or “counseling” doesn’t necessarily mean trouble or mental illness. Any doctor or mechanic can tell you that preventative maintenance is a lot easier than trying to fix it after the fact - why would relationships be any different?
  • I love Erin. Like, a whole lot, and I’m going to marry the shit out of her.

FriendDA

Thursday, October 23rd, 2008 at 7:51 pm

From Rands in Repose:

A by-product of obsessively, constantly surfing the net to discover the bright and the shiny is a steady flow of promising new ideas. Mostly slight variations on existing great ideas that tickle your fancy. For example, after staring at Twitter for nearly two years, I’m guessing I’ve had a dozen bright ideas about Twitter-inspired products. These ideas tend to show up in the morning during the drive, after appropriate caffeination, and more often than not they fade the moment I walk into the office.

But some stick.

I’m glad someone else agrees with my justification for obsessively Internetting, and I love the FriendDA.

Still Broken

Wednesday, October 22nd, 2008 at 10:13 pm

With regards to my wrist:

I’m not sure I’m convinced it’s carpal tunnel syndrome. The pain has mostly been in my wrist, and everything I’ve read about carpal tunnel indicates that it causes discomfort, weakness, and numbness in your fingers and palm - none of which have been an issue for me.

The meds and wrist brace seem to be helping, though, along with the stretches and Vitamin E supplements my mother-in-law-to-be recommended. The problem is that my left wrist is starting to bother me now. I used to type with my left hand resting near the edge of the keyboard, and my right hand would cover about two thirds of the keys - which probably caused my problems to begin with. Now that I’m trying to type properly, my left hand actually has something to do, and it’s been getting kind of tired and a little achey now too. I think I may need to get a second wrist brace for the other side.

Anyway, I’ve got a bunch of posts I’d really like to write, but it’s still kind of slow and uncomfortable to type a lot, so I keep putting it off. I just spent 10 minutes looking into dictation software though, and MacSpeech Dictate got my attention. Just this Monday, they released an update that addresses most of the complaints I’ve read in reviews, so it looks pretty promising. Amazon has it for $165 - $35 off list price - and it might be worth finding some stuff to sell in order to save my wrists.

Hacking the Microsoft Natural Keyboard 4000

Tuesday, October 21st, 2008 at 11:17 pm

A couple weeks ago, I got a new keyboard for my carpal tunnel issues. It’s pretty comfortable to use, now that I’ve started to get the hang of the split style, but it’s also got all these extra buttons: mail, home page, favorites, things like that. I never understood why anyone would want all that extra crap until I started using them - they’re not a waste of desk space after all!

But this particular keyboard includes at its center a much-touted zoom slider. Who the hell needs a zoom slider? Aside from the elderly or others with poor eyesight, I can’t imagine this thing being useful, and I was pretty disappointed to find that the configuration doesn’t allow you to use it for scrolling instead - something everybody could use.

Lucky for me, I found Josh Highland’s post on the matter. He has a link to download a new version of C:\Program Files\Microsoft IntelliType Pro\commands.xml, but I don’t recommend that. I used WinMerge to diff it against my own, and found that some new stuff had been added since he posted that two years ago.

Thankfully, updating the file is a piece of cake.

  1. Go to the C:\Program Files\Microsoft IntelliType Pro folder. Copy commands.xml to another location, just in case something goes wrong and you need to restore the original.
  2. Open C:\Program Files\Microsoft IntelliType Pro\commands.xml in your editor of choice.
  3. Replace every instance of "ZoomOut" with "ScrollUp".
  4. Replace every instance of "ZoomIn" with "ScrollDown".
  5. I did not replace IllustratorZoomin or IllustratorZoomout. I don’t know if these should be replaced with ScrollUp and ScrollDown or something else, but I don’t use Illustrator anyway. You can try replacing those if you’d like to.
  6. Reboot the machine.
  7. Make sure that the slider is enabled by opening Keyboard in the Control Panel and enabling the zoom slider (the name doesn’t change there, but that’s OK).

And bingo bango, you’ve got something useful in the middle of your keyboard. As always, I make no guarantees about this process, do it at your own risk, and try not to set anything on fire.

My Busted Arm

Sunday, October 12th, 2008 at 11:04 am

So, I might have Carpal Tunnel Syndrome. What fun for me.

My right wrist and forearm started bothering me a couple weeks ago. I twittered about it at some point, and the illustrious Brian Flores sent me some info on stretches he does and gave me advice on my desk setup. I did get a new keyboard and mouse for the office, and I’m still trying to learn how to type properly. Over the years, I developed my own frantic, flailing means of typing, which probably caused this mess to begin with.

This past Thursday, I saw a doctor about it, and it only took her a minute to decide it was properly carpal tunnel. She prescribed an anti-inflammatory med and told me to get a wrist brace. If those don’t help in the next couple weeks, I have to see an orthopedic surgeon.

Now, I’m trying to type the right way, while wearing a wrist brace, so it’s both slow AND uncomfortable. I find myself reluctant to open anything that will require typing - e-mail, blog posts, code - because it’s frustrating either way. If I don’t wear the brace, my wrist hurts like hell. If I do wear the brace, I can barely function. Everything is a pain in the ass. Hopefully, the meds and brace will help get me back to normal, and I’ll get used to typing the right way.

Technolust

Sunday, September 28th, 2008 at 4:31 pm

I just realized, pretty much just now, that I really don’t want to get a desktop. I got rid of my last one about a year ago, and I always sort of figured I would get an iMac once I had somewhere to put it.

What do I want with another computer, though? I don’t need more synchronization and backup headaches. An iMac won’t do anything for me that my MacBook can’t do. What I really need is a nice keyboard, mouse, and monitor that I can hook the MacBook up to when I’m at home. Well, what I really need is an apartment with a second bedroom so we can have an office. Right now, we do most of our computing at the kitchen table, and most of our eating at the coffee table. I can start thinking about upgrades once I have somewhere to put them.

Ted Leo Opening For Against Me

Sunday, September 28th, 2008 at 2:32 pm

If you’re not a member of tourfilter, you probably should be: list all the bands you want to see live, and they’ll e-mail you when they’re coming to town. Just make sure you sign up in the right city, because I got e-mails about shows in Boston for weeks before I figured out what was going on.

I mention this because several weeks ago - well, closer to two months ago, now that I think about it - I got an e-mail notifying me that two of my favorite bands would be in town soon. And lo and behold, Ted Leo and the Pharmacists are opening for Against Me at Black Cat on October 8!

Tickets for that have sold out (sorry, I meant to post about this weeks ago), but you should still sign up with tourfilter. It’s a hell of a lot easier than checking every band’s website every couple months.

Information Underload

Sunday, September 28th, 2008 at 2:25 pm

Just about three years ago, I wrote Information Overload.

I’m trying to decide if I feel the complete opposite or exactly the same. I don’t bother trying to keep up on everything any more - I’ve learned to accept that I can’t - though I do still consume a lot. I find that I get restless and bored quickly if I don’t have something to watch, something to read, or something to do. Like Against Me! said in Don’t Lose Touch:

Constant entertainment for our restless minds.

Constant stimulation for epic appetites.

That’s pretty much what I’ve come to expect. There is almost no time that I don’t start to feel a little antsy if I have nothing to do for more than a couple minutes. I need a book, or a magazine, or RSS feeds on my iPhone, or at least a new podcast. It doesn’t matter what I’m doing: riding the train, waiting on hold, waiting for a file to download, sitting in a conference call about something I’m not involved in, even walking home - I feel like I need constant input. There’s so much out there, so much entertainment and information, that I feel like I’m just wasting cycles if I’m not accepting some kind of input. Sometimes I’ll even be watching a show I really like on TV, and I’ll fire up Google Reader because it’s just not quite entertaining enough.

You know, now that I actually put all that into words, I have to imagine it would qualify as Internet Anxiety Disorder. But how can you not want to take it all in?