"Fun sized" is misleading

Doesn't it seem like if candy bars are "fun size" they should be bigger, not smaller than usual?

Environmental update

I just realized it's been a while since I've posted anything green. For shame! Fret not dear readers I'm still doin' the green thing.

A while back I set some goals for myself. So far I'm batting about 500. Sure enough, I take TRAX to work which has affected me in three ways. First, it's cutting my C02 output dramatically. Second, I'm saving a ton of money on gas. Third, as a result of saving so much money I've noticed I don't care nearly as much about gas prices as I did before. (Hey, any stress I can eliminate from life is welcome.) Of course, when I do drive I take it easy on the accelerating and always carpool when it's an option.

As for off-setting our electricity consumption with wind power, well, I had to be a little flexible on that one since it's not just my money going out the door, savvy? Oh, and CFL's? They'll make great stocking stuffers this year.

Other things I've done include buying a Nalgene bottle instead of using disposable water bottles. Our new computer is not only less noisy, but the new processors use significantly less energy than the dual G4 chips I had in my last Mac. We now live in a ground-floor apartment which means better insulation and lower energy bills thanks to a non-vaulted ceiling.

I was given a Happy Hat for my birthday which I put on instead of turning up the furnace. At work I'm able to work on a project for a local utility that's encouraging people to make their homes more energy efficient. While I personally think the campaign should have more of a green twist to it, I'm still happy to be working on something good for the environment, even if the motivation for people to participate is financial.

Tip of the day

Never trust a barber who faces you away from the mirror while he cuts your hair.

Mushroom cloud

I saw this little gem on my way to work this week. Not sure what they're doing in North Salt Lake nowadays, but it looks like they need to be more careful.

Sticks and stones

One client. Two comments.

Client: You two are art directors, right?
Tyler: Dave's a writer.
Client: Oh, that's OK.

Client: I don't care about the words. I care about how it looks.

They've gone too far

This picture was taken at my local Smith's on October 20th. OCTOBER 20TH! For Pete's sake! Christmas is still over two months away! People in retail are fetchers.

Microsoft: taking failure to the next level

Apparently, simply "failing" isn't good enough for Microsoft.

Showin' the Bishop a little love

We carved these at the ward "harvest party" and left them in our bishop's office. Obviously, he's a U fan. He took it pretty well, especially considering they blew a 21 point lead and lost to New Mexico. :)

Car accident

Yesterday I was driving along with my friend Michael on our way to DI when we saw this Land Roverliterally run over this Civic.

The Land Rover drove up and over the side of the Civic, which apparently was trying to turn left and didn't get through the intersection in time. Fortunately, nobody was in the passenger seat of the Civic. Unfortunately, the driver of the Land Rover had bought it the night before.

Sucking the life out of youth

This could be one of the dumbest things I've ever heard of. There's a school district in Massachusetts that's banned kids from playing tag during recess. Why? Because they're afraid of someone getting hurt and suing.

I'm serious. I wish I wasn't, but I am.

I feel like yelling and ranting and raving about this subject (I feel rather strongly about our "entirely too timid/I would hate to offend anybody" society), but I'll leave it at this: if we shelter our kids to the extent of not letting them run around during recess, not only are we robbing them of their childhood, we're going to raise a generation of sissies that would easily be overrun by the French. And we can't have that.

Apples to oranges

There's some buzz about Leopard (OS 10.5) coming out and how it will compare to Vista when it finally rears its ugly, but shiny head.

Frankly, I don't think it's a fair comparison. (No, I'm not even remotely concerned that Vista will be better than OS X. I just want to make sure the comparison is fair so when Leopard blows it out of the water it will be all the more spectacular.) Leopard is and incremental upgrade, one of many made over the past six years or so. Vista is the first upgrade made in the same time period. So if you look at the features Vista offers compared to its predecessor versus the features Leopard offers over Tiger, you're more likely to be impressed.

Apple has been allowing their customers to enjoy new, innovative features over the last six years thanks to consistent updates while Microsoft has apparently been too stunned at their progress to do anything for their customers but issue security patches.

In short, if people are going to compare Leopard to a Microsoft product (which they inevitably will) it should be against XP, not Vista.

Hunter's mess

Hunter was doing pull-ups on the shelves that hold our beloved CA's and look what happened.

One thing that's wrong with Utah

I have one word for you my friends: powerlines. Or maybe it's two words: power lines. Regardless, it's something that's sorely wrong with Utah. The mountains are one of Utah's few redeeming aesthetic features and too often they're obstructed by power lines. C'mon people! Bury those bad boys and clear up the view!

Distorted perception of beauty (and reality)

This is the same model, one picture taken in her "natural" state and one "post production." I grabbed the pictures from a video that shows the process models go through (hint: lots of Photoshop) to look the way they do. The tag at the end of the video reads, "No wonder our perception of beauty is distorted."

I couldn't agree more. It comes as no surprise that girls get depressed when they see something fake, and unattainable, being promoted as a standard. This is all part of Dove's Campaign for Real Beauty. Check out their website, and the video, by clicking here.

On a professional note, I think the whole campaign is an excellent example of advertising being used to further a worthy cause while also promoting a brand.

The Mural

This mural is on a parking garage near where I work. It's pretty much the most hideous thing I've ever seen, or that anybody has ever seen, including people who've met Joan Rivers.

Recently I was walking by and noticed some additions had been made. My hopes soared as I imagined someone painting something new over it. Alas, my hopes were dashed as I realized they weren't getting rid of it, but adding to it. Dang. The monstrosity was growing, enveloping space around it like a fat kid with a gift card to Krispy Kreme.

It looks as if we have these two women to blame. From what I can gather, they are raging liberal artists with poor taste in art. It also appears they may be the original artists, come back for more. Sort of a "Grudge 2" thing, but worse.

So here I sit, wondering what I can do to stop the furthering of this little project. Maybe if I stuck a post-it note on it that said, "This is really ugly, please stop," they would. Or maybe I should call the police and report it as vandalism. Ooo! I could encircle the site in electrified barbed wire and attack dogs. If you have any ideas, feel free to post them in the comments.

RIP Paul

Paul has left us. We should not mourn for him, but for those of us who are left behind. He's in a better place, or at least a place that pays him more money, and we should celebrate this progression. It is, after all, part of this fragile life we live. Instead of focusing on the void left behind, we should reflect back to the good times we had. Like that time you shot me in the leg with your pellet gun (I'm still going to get you back you rascal!) and when we covered Hugh's office in post-it notes. Those are times never to be forgotten.

And so our dear friend Paul, we wish you the best and beg that you won't forget us, the little people, as you continue on your journey. You left some very big shoes to fill and you will be really, really, really missed.

Leg lamp nightlight

I gotta get me one of these.

That much closer to 30

It was my birthday last week. I've decided it's good to have a birthday at the end of the week because festivities carry through the weekend. If your birthday falls on, say, a Tuesday it kind of sucks. But if you're fortunate enough to have it on a Thursday or Friday it's really like celebrating a birth weekend which is how it should be.

Also, why do I get the presents and recognition? Shouldn't my mom be getting all the praise? I didn't really do a whole lot aside from scream a lot and pee on a nurse which hardly warrants the baking of a cake and giving of gifts. Then again, I'm not complaining because I got some cool gifts. Said gifts include a couple movies, a gift card, some accessories for our camcorder and (perhaps my favorite gift) a Happy Hat. I would explain what a Happy Hat is, but I think you have to experience something like that first hand.

I've been reflecting on my age. People are surprised I'm as old as I am. I'm not sure if I should take that as a compliment or not. I'm not quite old enough to want to look young, but at the same time I don't want to look like I'm 40. Regardless, I'm now a year further away from twenty and subsequently a year closer to thirty. This is strange for me. I have to admit I have a bias against my thirties. I see it as ten years between being young and being old. It's a decade of limbo. An era of lost identity.

Despite my cynicism, I'm sure it won't be like that. We'll have kids by then which means soccer practices, recitals and school performances. Help with homework, carpooling and Cub Scouts. A time of cleaning up many messes and changing of many diapers. The more I think about it, the more I'm convinced it will be a happy, but very tiring ten years.

Water resistant

These ladies were walking in front of me on the way to the train after work tonight. Apparently, they were so worried about their hair looking good they forgot they looked stupid in the process of keeping it that way.

A cold Cold Stone experience

Last night we went to Cold Stone in lieu of baking a birthday cake. We showed up around 9:00 and there weren't any other customers in the store. One lonely employee stood in front of the cases cleaning the glass. We entered.

She kept cleaning the glass.

We walked up to the counter.

She kept cleaning the glass.

Finally she walked around the counter and with an annoyed look mumbled, "Hi. How can I help you?" I knew what I wanted so I placed my order. While she was mashing my ingredients together some of them fell off the pile of ice cream. She started scraping them into the little garbage trough on the end of the counter. "Uh...excuse me," I said. Those were my ingredients that I paid extra for and I wasn't going to watch this manic depressive high-schooler dump them in the trash. That seemed to be enough and she began folding everything together again.

My wife ordered from the second employee who eventually decided to come out from the back and help. Her concoction consisted of one huge chunk of brownie that was never mixed in and so little carmel she couldn't taste it. The brownie sat there on the side of the scoop like a giant hideous birthmark on what would have otherwise been a delightful looking sundae.

We paid, and as we turned away I asked my wife if she wanted to eat there. "No," she said. "They'll probably go in back and talk bad about us just loud enough for us to hear."

My dream, the iPhone

Mike and I got chatting yesterday about the features we want/expect in the eventual "iPhone". As we got to thinking about it, we realized OS X is the perfect operating system to sync with a phone. Your pictures automatically load into iPhoto, your address book and calendar stay synched, movies from your phone can be edited in iMovie and, of course, iTunes.

I'd like to see at least 8 gigs of flash memory, 3 mpx camera with geotagging and wifi connectivity so when I'm wandering around the office it will notify me when I get a new e-mail in my Mail account (without having to pay data costs through a carrier). Of course, bluetooth, iPod interface and perhaps Spotlight integration as well. All that's gotta come in at about $300 without a contract.

What other features do you want to see? List 'em in the comments.

Strategic November?

Microsoft is unleashing Zune on an awaiting public November 14th. While chunkier and uglier than the iPod, it has a bigger screen and WiFi to allow music/picture/video transfers between Zunes. Thus far, critical reviews are mixed. I've read some articles saying it's another botched attempt of yet another company to dethrone the iPod. I've also heard rumblings that the social aspect of the WiFi and the fact that the iPod has remained relatively stagnant for the past year (with the exception of the Shuffle, which isn't out yet) could signal the beginning of its demise.

Regardless, the media attention and buzz about the Zune is considerable and rumblings about Apple indicate they won't get their 6G iPod out until Macworld in January, missing the critical Christmas shopping season.

Or will they?

I may be dreaming (and, in fact, probably am), but I think Apple's smarter and more capable than that. I wouldn't be surprised if Apple holds a "special event" on, say, November 13th, the day before Zune is released.

The event would, of course, announce the 6G iPod which would take all the wind out of Microsoft's sails the day before they launch a product they're already going to lose money on thanks to Apple cutting the price of the iPod by fifty bucks. Not only would that be a smart move strategically, its the cocky, egotistical kind of thing Apple would do (which I absolutely love them for).

It would also be an opportunity for them to give another plug for their movie downloads as well as upgrade their laptops which, rumor has it, they'll do before Christmas. OK, Apple. Do it!

The new setup

This post is a little late in coming, but here it is. The new 20" Core 2 Duo iMac in its new home, complete with wireless keyboard and mouse. So choice. It found its place in the living room due to the lack of a cable jack in the second bedroom. Besides, that's where we're going to put the hot tub.

Oral hygiene is so much cooler now

Check out this marvel of modern science (but ignore the tacky counters in our bathroom). My new toothbrush rocks. Just look at that comfort gel grip...so squishy. Note the ergonomic shape of the handle (to prevent carpal tunnel). Observe the round things in the bristles. They work miracles. And what you don't see is that on the back of the head is a textured soft thing that makes your mouth happy when you brush.

I'm telling you, if everyone had a toothbrush like this people would only ever see dentists if they were masochists.

Unsettled

In addition to General Conference, my sister in-law visiting from college for the first time since she left and getting my new iMac, we also moved this weekend.

It wasn't a "big move" per se. Not even a medicore-sized move. We went from a one-bedroom apartment to a two-bedroom apartment in the same complex. It was so close we were able to carry everything without loading up a car, which was kind of nice.

Unfortunatley, the crazy weekend slowed us down a bit and despite the short distance we had to move things, our posessions remain spread between the two apartments. All the important things are moved, but we haven't really had time to adjust to the new space.

Ideally, I like to move, get it all done, and then have some time to get used to things. It makes me a bit antsy to not be settled. (Although the more I think about it, the more it seems that the word "settled" should imply something negative. Almost like you're too complacent, and have become a fat blob. Settled like a bottle of salad dressing that's separated into it's individual ingredients. Ew.)

But I digress.

The new apartment has an extra bedroom, but not much additional square footage meaning everything actually feels smaller than the one bedroom apartment. We lost a lot of storage space and, as my wife noticed almost immediately, there is less space in the kitchen. Perhaps moving to a two-bedroom wasn't as much of an upgrade as we thought it would be.

Regardless, I look forward to going home tonight and getting settled.