Monday, February 10, 2014

You won't know it until the end, but this is an ad...

You won't know it until the end, but this is an ad...  A tear-jerker of a story with a most happy ending...

This is one of them!

This is one of them!  Exciting things that I have no interest in doing, that is...

Sunday, February 9, 2014

It's a bird! It's a plane! It's a giant flying potato!

It's a bird!  It's a plane!  It's a giant flying potato!  Actually, it's the asteroid Itokawa, and it is mysteriously free of craters.  Via APOD, of course...

Squirrel hides nut in dog's fur...

Squirrel hides nut in dog's fur...  More squirreliness here...

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Utah today...

Utah today...  At right is what our FJ looked like at 9 am this morning.  Note the snow on the picnic table and footbridge in the background toward the left.  It continued to snow on and off all day long.

The view out of our cabin window looks a bit like a Currier & Ives winter print.  As I write this, the hillside opposite us has a small herd of deer on it, browsing the shrubs for forage.

We've located a home that we like a lot, but it would take a bit of work to make the grounds as we want them.  We're working with a great local realtor now to see if we can put all the pieces together to get ourselves a little homestead – and if we manage it, our future address will be in Paradise, Utah.  If things work out right, we'll have about 15 acres of land, with trees to screen us from our neighbors, a pond, and plenty of irrigation water.

The people here have been wonderful, like most of the rest of our Utah experiences.  We're not surprised by this, but it's comforting to be able to confirm it...

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

The priest's retirement dinner...

The priest's retirement dinner...  Via my mom...
A priest was being honored at his retirement dinner after 25 years in the parish. A leading local politician and member of the congregation was chosen to make the presentation and to give a little speech at the dinner.

However, the politician was delayed, so the Priest decided to say his own few words while they waited:

'I got my first impression of the parish from the first confession I heard here. I thought I had been assigned to a terrible place. The very first person who entered my confessional told me he had stolen a television set and, when questioned by the police, was able to lie his way out of it. He had stolen money from his parents, embezzled from his employer, had an affair with his boss's wife, taken illegal drugs, and gave VD to his sister. I was appalled. But as the days went on I learned that my people were not all like that and I had, indeed, come to a fine parish full of good and loving people.'

Just as the Priest finished his talk, the politician arrived full of apologies at being late. He immediately began to make the presentation and gave his talk:

'I'll never forget the first day our parish Priest arrived,' said the politician. 'In fact, I had the honor of being the first person to go to him for confession.'
Moral : Never, Never, Never Be Late

Grumpy Cat: 1, Obama: 0...

Grumpy Cat: 1, Obama: 0...  Via my lovely bride...

Jogging with Bill...

Jogging with Bill...  Via my lovely bride.  I suspect this may be a joke :)
Bill Clinton started jogging near his home in Chappaqua, New York.

But on each run he happened to jog past a hooker standing on the same street corner, day after day. With some apprehension he would brace himself as he approached her for what was most certainly to follow.

"Fifty dollars!" she would cry out from the curb.

"No, Five dollars!" fired back Clinton.

This ritual between Bill and the hooker continued for days.

He'd run by and she'd yell, "Fifty dollars!"

And he'd yell back, "Five dollars!"

One day however, Hillary decided that she wanted to accompany her husband on his jog. As the jogging couple neared the problematic street corner, Bill realized the "pro" would bark her $50 offer and Hillary would wonder what he'd really been doing on all his past outings. He realized he should have a darn good explanation for the former Secretary of State. As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the corner, Bill became even more apprehensive than usual.

Sure enough, there was the hooker!

Bill tried to avoid the prostitute's eyes as she watched the pair jog past.

Then, from the sidewalk, the hooker yelled: “See what you get for five bucks!?"

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Pervasive corruption...

Pervasive corruption...  This article about the effects of pervasive corruption in Afghanistan is an eye-opener.  Most Americans have no experience at all with corruption this profound, and that makes it very hard to really grasp what it does.  I have some experience, from New Jersey in my childhood, to southeast Asia in the '70s, to Russia in the '90s and '00s.  Russia was particularly bad (and I understand it's considerably worse now, and organized), but it was never as bad as the Afghanistan this article describes...

POV video of Felix Baumgartner's jump...

POV video of Felix Baumgartner's jump...  I loved skydiving, and I especially loved high jumps.  The two I made from 20,000 and 25,000 feet, with oxygen, were the highlights of my skydiving experiences.  But what Felix did was in an entirely different category – I'm not sure I'd have the cojones to do it, though I'll admit that I'd sure like to have the opportunity...

Useful tools for dealing with progressives...

Useful tools for dealing with progressives...  Logical fallacies, listed and explained.  I used this to understand something James Taranto wrote :)

One very lucky skydiver...

One very lucky skydiver...  That is, lucky to have been jumping with experienced and competent buddies...

Friday, January 31, 2014

We're up in Utah...

We're up in Utah...  Smithfield, to be exact.  For an inhabitant of Southern California, the scene outside our cabin (at right) is highly abnormal :)

Yesterday's drive should have taken us about 12 hours, but it ended up being closer to 15 hours.  First, we got caught behind a pileup on the I-215, and blew about an hour and a half scooting around that.  Then when we got all the way up to Nephi, Utah, we ran into a stretch of I-15 that was completely closed – and that involved a 30 mile detour on country roads in a snowstorm while temperatures hovered at the freezing mark.  What fun!  The snowy landscapes were fun for us to see, though...

On the way through St. George, UT, we decided to stop for some ice cream.  Purely by accident, we stumbled onto Freddy's Frozen Custard & Steakburgers, where we both had a chocolate malt.  Yum!

Today we're going to relax and rest a bit, get a feel for what winter up here is really like, and start our explorations...

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Lea...

Lea...  We're at the veterinary hospital with her right now, waiting until her first treatment is finished and we can take her home.

First, some good news: the two most likely places for canine melanoma (the kind of cancer she has) to metastasize outside the mouth are the lymph nodes and the lungs.  The first order of business here today was some more sophisticated diagnostics to assess that, and ... she's clear on both fronts.  No sign of any movement of the cancer outside her mouth.

After consulting with the oncologist here, we decided to opt for radiation treatment to the areas of her head where there are likely some cancerous cells remaining after the surgery.  The side effects of such localized radiation treatments are minimal, and we don't think they're likely to impact Lea's quality of life in any significant way.  The most likely outcome of this treatment is that we'll have three to six months more with Lea in good shape ... which is probably not much different than we'd have had even if she was disease-free, given her age.

The oncologist (Dr. Burke) was great at giving us straight answers to our questions, and at providing advice and recommendations.  We never felt any pressure to take any particular route, but we felt well-informed to make a good decision.

Debbie had a great idea for this visit: she brought Lea's favorite blanket, the one she spends most nights lying on.  Lea is normally very nervous at the vet, trembling in fear – but not today.  She even fell asleep a few times while we were waiting...

For now, we just wait for her to come out of that first treatment...

Beautiful X-rays...

Beautiful X-rays...  Plant and animal X-rays, partially colorized, as art...

Our economic future...

Our economic future...  There's a big debate amongst economists these days about the long term effects of technology – especially automation – on the economy.  This topic arises often in discussions of income inequality and high unemployment (especially with respect to low employment ratios).  The debate boils down to this: when automation replaces human workers, what happens to those workers?

Many former formerly manual jobs have already been subsumed by automation.  Many, many industrial robots are at work in factories all over the world, though they are mostly invisible to people.  I've been surprised how many people have no idea these robots exist.  But lesser examples abound.  If you'd like to see an example, take a close look inside your local McDonald's restaurant someday.  Those coffee cups are filled automatically, including sugar and cream.  The fries are lifted out of the deep fat automatically, just at the perfect time.  In fact, a typical McDonald's has several dozen automated production machines – all replacing a formerly human job.

What has economists debating this now is that we're on the cusp of a lot more such automation, and it's going to start getting a lot more visible to people.  Jobs that people tend to think of as not possible to automate are, in fact, going to be automated.  Here's one example.  Some others that seem likely: truck drivers, mail delivery, and farming – all of which have simply enormous economic efficiencies to be gained, and all of which are in the development pipeline.  Not research pipeline, mind you – engineers are working on these products right now, to be delivered within a year or two.  Some of them, especially in farming, are actually being delivered right now – there's a good chance that the last apple you ate was picked by machine, for instance.

So what do the apple-pickers do after a machine takes over their job?  One camp argues that they will all be able to find jobs such as maintaining or building the robots, after sufficient training.  Another camp basically says they're screwed; once automation takes all the jobs that don't require creativity, there will be nothing left for them to do – and there either won't be enough creative jobs, or they won't be capable of doing them.

The first position sounds unreasonably optimistic to me.  If 100,000 postal workers are displaced by Googlebots, are they all going to find work oiling and polishing their robot overlords?  The economics of that wouldn't work at all, and experience with modern technology would lead one to conclude that the reliability will more resemble that of a 2014 Toyota than a 1935 Ford.  And would those postal workers get retrained to work in a creative field?  I don't know what your experience with postal workers has been, but on average the ones I've met would have a hard time creating a ham sandwich.  I can't see them building the next great iPhone app.

So I'm a bit pessimistic about this, in the sense that I don't see all these people finding satisfying, productive employment.  And that sounds like a big problem to me – because what's the alternative?  A huge welfare state supported by a creative minority and a robot majority?  That would be a very different kind of society than the one I grew up in.  How could all those people find fulfillment and happiness?  I associate those things with useful work, but clearly not everybody does.  Are we going to build a brave new world where the majority of people are content and happy to be living off the productive work of a creative majority?  How would such a society work?  And in particular, how would a representative democracy work, when the majority are the takers?

I don't have any real answers to these questions.  They're just topics for me to worry about.  Anybody have any good answers?

Pacific Crest Trail...

Pacific Crest Trail ... in just six minutes...

Light blogging alert...

Light blogging alert...  I expect to be on the road for the next two weeks, with uncertain Internet access.  Tweets will be easier than blog posts, so you may see more activity from me there than on the blog...

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Photo of the day...

Photo of the day...  It's my blog, I can have two if I want to!  Via TwistedSifter...

What a government shutdown should look like...

What a government shutdown should look like...  Via my lovely bride: