Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/04/21/fantastico/
Fantastico
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Mine eyes detected Spanish spam! The word jefe caught my eye . . .
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/04/20/evening-caltrain-sf/
Passenger's wait to board the 9:40pm train at Caltrain's San Francisco 4th and King terminus.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/04/19/avalon-creekside-tree/
When a Tree falls in the Apartment Complex, does it damage your porch? (Ours was spared.)
The scene last August at the Avalon at Creekside Apartment Complex. Nobody was hurt, as far as I know.
When we returned from Thanksgiving Holiday in November, we learned that Avalonbay Communities was evicting us over a billing error on their part. I have been thinking to make a YouTube video to explain that ridiculous affair.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/04/18/holdem/
Playing Hold'em at a friend's house.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/04/16/view-from-twin-peaks/
A view from Twin Peaks
We found ourselves in the city with time on our hands, but no money. Mei had not been to Twin Peaks. I fixed that.
I was mucking with Gimp. The fog looks like smog.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/04/11/image-10000/
The 10,000th image captured on my Canon SD630.
I applied techniques covered in the Gimp Selective Colorization Tutorial. The green in the foreground is as captured by the camera, but the rest was run through Colors > Auto > Equalize and then I tweaked the curves a bit to get more dramatic colors on the sky.
The original thing that caught my eye, of course, being the workmen updating the sign.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/04/05/extra-crazy/
Tea Party? No, these guys make those guys look reasonable . . .
I was on my way home and saw these guys outside the Mountain View Post Office. I looked at the Obama-with-a-Hitler-moustache and figured the Tea Party had set up shop. I snapped a picture, and then this guy asked if I was worried about the solar flares.
Solar flares? Tea Party people don’t worry about solar flares . . . I smiled and approached: these guys were doing performance art! I told them solar flares are good for cooking.
“Obama isn’t doing anything to stop the solar flares,” he began to explain.
I saw the name LaRouche and realized these guys weren’t parodying the Tea Party: they were actually way further down the rabbit hole of crazy. “Well, he likes solar power,” I punted.
As the guy began to explain that we should be performing nuclear fusion ourselves I edged away. I am an impressionable young man with a sufficiently unconventional belief system: I don’t want to catch their crazy!
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/04/02/india-cricket-world-cup/
Fans in Mountain View Celebrate India's World Cup Victory
As I was walking home from the cafe I encountered a growing crowd of shouting, chanting, singing folks waving Indian flags. I googled “Indian Holidays” on my smart phone, then thought to google “India cricket” and it turns out India has just beaten Sri Lanka to win the World Cup.
In my Sophomore year of college I was paired with a roommate from India. Tarun was a very serious EE major who left the room for only three things: 1) classes, 2) meals and 3) the India-Pakistan cricket match. He was a nice guy but since he was always studying in the room he wasn’t an ideal roommate.
Indian ex-pats I meet tend to be really serious, smart, hard-working people, so it is nice to see a crowd of folks reveling in a collective emotional experience. This is a great moment for anyone who has moved so far from home to make their life.
See Also: Indian Spinning Wheel.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/03/22/report-from-tokyo-japan/
As reported by a colleague in Japan:
An experience at the supermarket
Yesterday, at the cash register of my local supermarket, I was asked by the cashier if I would purchase only one of the two packs of noodles I had intended to purchase. The unspoken implication was, in that way, someone else could have noodles too. Now, from the point-of-view of the supermarket’s profit, it makes no difference whether those two packs were sold to me as an individual, or sold separately. Yen is yen. But as an example of a society sharing its burden (even in this small way), it spoke volumes. I had my hand gently slapped, and was humbled.
I recall a story I heard on the radio, from I think it was Denmark, where a lady needed a medical procedure and was informed that there would be a two-month wait for the service. She explained this to her son, a Doctor, who offered to pull some strings to get her in sooner, and she shamed him because the right thing to do is follow the rules like everyone else: fairness before favoritism.
This sort of thinking in anathema in much of the world, but it is a way of thinking that I really like. I guess its because as a child I was indoctrinated with Socialist ideology at the water fountain, where we were taught to queue and each take an equal share.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/03/17/st-patricks-day-spread/
Coworkers have dropped off various snacks at the cafe area I set up in front of my desk, including delicious home made baby cupcakes.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/03/05/brooklyn-rooftops/
Taken from the roof of a friend's fancy condo at a party in June, 2010.
At the party we explained that we would soon be moving back to California, but could end up back on the East Coast in a few years. The host said he’d put us down as “Bi-Coastal Curious.”
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/03/04/trail-ends/
The southern terminus of the Steven's Creek Trail.
I visited a friend at El Camino Hospital before heading to work. From the hospital, I took Sleeper Ave to the Steven’s Creek Trail, which actually ends at Sleeper. They’ll be extending the trail over the next few years with a bridge over 85.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/03/02/pimp-my-cube/
In the past few weeks I have been pimping out my cubicle.
The newest feature is I moved the bookshelf from shoulder height at the back of the cube to waist height on the outside of the cube, which I can do, since I sit at the end of a row. The new low shelf space is where I share coffee and where snacks can be distributed. This also increases my “visibility” and opens up opportunities to chat with coworkers. Sort of the opposite of when I worked remote last year.
In the middle of the shelf is Rick Moranis from the Ghostbusters, a little homage to one of my favorite movie dialogues. Above, is my small collection of Hello Kitty plush dolls, each a “rescue” found at thrift stores or even on the streets of the Sunset district in San Francisco. To the left are photos of my Cisco-IronPort lego logo integration effort and a cool visualization of my LinkedIn network.
Center, you can see the back of my work laptop, a Lenovo W510 with an SSD drive. (I love SSD drives.) Some low-light flowers, a tall desk chair I nicked from an abandoned cubicle, and to the right, my Lego Cisco logo, which I had disassembled for repairs and which I think I’ll keep in San Jose for now.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/03/01/flooded/
My commute was nice this morning, until . . .
Near the end of the bicycle version of my commute I ride along a creek. I could tell from Stephen’s Creek that the water was high, so when I rode the ramp down to this underpass I wasn’t surprised. I took my bicycle around this water, through especially sticky mud that threatened to suck off my shoes, and which globbed on to my bicycle, smeared on my pants.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2011/02/25/pop-chips-defy-my-magic-ass/
These potato chips did not succumb to my magic ass.
I was tipped off that a bag of potato chips was hanging loose in the vending machine. I wasn’t desiring potato chips, but I felt obliged anyway to whap my butt against the side of the vending machine to see if I might dislodge them and therefor acquire one of my favorite cuisines: free food! Many a time in college I procured errant candy bars from the vending machines in the Digital Computing Laboratory building by wielding what I refer to as my magic ass.
Alas, my magic ass did not succeed this time. “Dude, just put in 75 cents, you’ll get two,” suggested a coworker.
“But I don’t want BBQ potato chips. I’m only interested in dislodging free food!”
I did buy a Snickers bar, just because, but it is still in my backpack, uneaten. I’ll wash it down with a coffee at some point.
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