Sunday Afternoon in Tamingville

One of them works too hard, and the other one doesn't. If you think that Beanie looks guilty, you've figured her out. If you think she looks cute, she's got you snowed.

 

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Out Out Damn Crap

I've spent the day decrapifying. Wonderful word, isn't it?

I discovered it on the Major Geek site, a great place for those little software programs you need for all sorts of things. It turns out, someone wrote a program called "The PC Decrapifier" that removes all the crappy games and useless software you get when you buy a home computer. You can get it directly from the author here.

Anyway, the word is so much better than declutter, which is what they use on those bizarre home improvement shows, or purge, which they also use on TV. That one makes me think of Nicole Richie. Blech.

I use the word decrapify all the time now. Today, I should have decrapified my laundry room, or mebbe my bedroom. Instead, I spent 15 hours, give or take, decrapifying the code underlying this weblog. Yes, my tech compulsion continues.

Chances are it looks the same to you. It's supposed to. Under the hood, though, it is much improved. 

I started blogging on Motime shortly after it came into existence. I used a standard template for about, urmmm, 20 minutes, and then I started playing around. I started with some code developed by Firda Beka using her Firdamatic generator. I went on to use various other snippets of code, some I developed myself, and some from other code writing sites. I also added, then subtracted, various code-dependent 3rd party toys. Over time, I had collected quite a hodge-podge of code.

This is a nice way of saying that my blog template was loaded with crap.

Now, there are some advantages to using crap-filled code. No one but me could figure out what the heck was going on, which meant that the same template was unlikely to show up on someone else's weblog. And it was in the grand tradition of home grown geeks, as well.

Still, for some reason, I got code-proud this week, and the crap/clutter had to go. It doesn't validate, but that has to do with the blogger code Motime uses. My own shtuff is now shiny and bright.

Isn't it special?

 

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Too Much Coffee?

I've probably had a little bit too much coffee. I know that's hard to believe, but, alas, it can happen to even the best of us coffee hounds, from time to time.

I successfully avoided a basket full of double chocolate chip cookies (home made by me, whilst wearing not just a bra, but other items of clothing as well) that sat staring me in the face, with their little chipster eyes; and calling me, with their little chipster mouths. I didn't have one—not one.

Unfortunately, I rewarded myself for this amazing feat by having a bit of a coffee fest.

The roast of the day was Sweet Maria's Ethiopian Late Harvest Yirgacheffe that Tom says will "will beat you with a flower". Well, today I looked for the flower in the Krups Moka Brew, a Bialetti stove top espresso pot, a French Press, and the Aeropress. I was so sure I would find that elusive flower, that I looked in some of those places two or three times.

<sigh>, no flower. I did, however taste some lovely tangerine overtones in the lighter roast I had on hand, and some equally lovely chocolate in the more darkly roasted batch.

That is part of the joy of home roasting. You can take the same green bens, and just by manipulating the amount of heat you apply to them, and the length of time you apply that heat, you can get a wide range of delicious coffee flavours, flavours that are completely unknown to the vast majority of people who start their mornings with what passes for coffee in most households.

That being said, it is possible to, urmmm, overdo it.

Fortunately, all this means is that I might stay up a bit later tonight than usual. Had I succumbed to the basket of cookies, I might not be able to find a pair of pants that fit around my waist . Then what would I do when I roast some more of these wonderful beans tomorrow?

 

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To Every Thing There is a Season

The good thing about working at home is that you can stay in your ratty old bathrobe all day long if you want to.

The bad thing about working at home is that you can stay in your ratty old bathrobe all day long if you want to.

In actuality, it doesn't really get all that bad unless the doorbell rings and I come face-to-face with a hard working letter carrier. I know she must be seething as she carries yet another heavy package to my door at 11 AM and is confronted with my fuzzy pink self.

However, it's not like I fail to understand that there have to be limits.

For example, I am incapable of making a meal unless I am dressed. I can do breakfast in dishabille, but any other sorta formal meal, or real cooking, requires a bra. And lest you have some picture of me standing over the stove baking cookies in nothing but my Maidenform (I bet I am dating myself here), rest assured, that is not the complete wardrobe list.

It's interesting, to me at least, to understand, or at least think about, how we structure our everyday lives.

Some of this is no more than that strange collection of habits we develop over time, including things that made some sort of sense in the past, but are pretty nonsensical now. When RT was growing up, ice cream was a much loved family treat. For some reason, they always bought vanilla ice cream, and it was always served with chocolate sauce.

I understand that there might be an emotional component in all of this, but, sheesh, the man hasn't lived at home for 35+ years, and he really could try just a little dab of chocolate sauce on coffee ice cream. You'd think he could have a dish of vanilla ice cream without chocolate sauce, too.

Nope.

It isn't all silly things either. I've developed some pretty idiosyncratic ways of living in the world. Sometimes they serve me well. Sometimes, not so much.

My Uncle Max died about ten days ago. I was very close to him, and I am very glad I got to visit with him a few months ago, before there was just no Uncle Max left in him. I didn't think it would bother me all that much that I couldn't go into New York for his funeral, but it did.

I needed some support, beyond that which RT could give me, as I dealt with Uncle Max's death. Gawdess knows, I have plenty of people who care about me, all of whom were more than willing to listen to me with empathy and love. I just couldn't talk about it, or write about it, very much.

That was somehow outside of the boundaries I had  established for myself in terms of how I communicate with people, what I share, and how much of my vulnerability I let other people see. So instead of "using" my network of loving friends, I sat around in my pink bathrobe all day long. I did techie things, because doing tech work in my bathrobe has a long, long history, beginning when I used to maintain and develop content for a huge website that required two hours a day of work before I went to my day job.

Oddly, I didn't begin to come out of this grief-based funk until I spent two days watching way too much TV coverage of Gerald Ford's death. My Uncle Max was buried in the way we do that if you are from a traditional Jewish family. There wasn't really a service, instead, 14 people who loved him stood at the side of his open grave, the day after he died, and after a few prayers, covered the plain wooden box with dirt. Because he was a WW II veteran, he had an honour guard.

He would have liked that.

And even though Uncle Max was tech impaired, he would have vey much approved of my spending this time of mourning building a website and redoing this blog.

 

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Rambling On

I am still deep in the world of techdom, which, at the moment, involves thinking a whole lot about clean and accessible web design. It was time to revisit that, and, as always, I'm amazed by how much I don't know, even after having done this for a decade.

Part of it is simply because I haven't spent enough time reading and part of it is because I don't interact much with other people doing design work. Then there is the laziness factor.

I'm not much into making New Year's resolutions, but if I were, one of them would be to spend some time really learning this shtuff, so that by the end of the year, I'd have a completely standards compliant, breathtakingly beautiful, website and weblog design. Mo'timers can expect that I will write about some of this in the Motime Template Blog.

I'm also going to spend some more time learning, and writing about, coffee. It is a way to give back to the community of folks who are serious about coffee, and maybe to help a noob, just beginning to explore this many layered and often confusing world.

These things seem much more doable than focusing on world peace or the environment, though I hope to spend some time doing that as well. I've been thinking a bit about what I might want to look at, in terms of an ongoing weblog topic, that I can regularly write about in a way that folks find interesting, and which also has some sort of redeeming social value. 

Back when I was blogging as CalGal, I did a lot of writing about local issues and Canadian politics. After a horrible experience centering on the nasty things that can happen when one chooses to give up ones anonymity on the web, I didn't blog at all for almost a year. When I reemerged as taming, I made a conscious decision to be less serious and more anonymous when I blogged. That's why I don't refer to my hometown by name, and why my last name doesn't appear anywhere on my weblog.

In any case, part of my end of year reflection has been to look at that decision, and to try to come up with a way to write about important topics whilst still maintaining the anonymity that I feel I need to stay safe. The writer in me knows that for anything serious to have credibility, it has to be attached to a real person. I have to come up with a way to balance this with the part of me that was truly damaged by my previous blogging experience.

Like this weblog, it's a work in progress.

 

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