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Friday, January 30, 2009

Fireproof

Last night, the Queen and I sat down to another movie (we like to watch movies at almost one a day recently), and this one was called Fireproof. I'd seen it in Blockbuster the day before we picked it up, and noticed the tag line was "Never leave your partner behind" with some firefighters on it, but the O's in fireproof looked like wedding rings, so I suspected partner had something to do with marriage.

I was right.

This was a very wholesome film with some occasionally clunky, training video-ish dialogue at times (that was what we finally decided it sounded like), but it was very good on the whole. It dealt with a firefighter and his wife who are having marital problems, and neither is willing to admit that they could possibly be the problem in the relationship. It hit some very hard issues that couples deal with in their married lives, and presented solutions to the big issue of how to love someone. How to *really* love someone.

The guy had talked to his father, and dear old dad made him promise to take a dare and wait 40 days before giving in to the looming divorce. The guy agreed, and dad sent him a diaryish book that gave him a daily challenge on how to show his wife that he did love her and that he wanted to give their relationship a chance. The problem was that she was as done with him and he was with her to begin with, and all of his half-hearted attempts to show her affection were ignored by her in favor of the doctor at work who was showing her some attention that she should have been getting from her husband. No, not sexual. It wasn't that kind of movie.

The way it all played out between them was very cool, and worked very, very well within its framework. It was one of those films that when it did work, it gave you that warm, fuzzy feeling, and made me really appreciate the relationship I have with The Queen. We know marriage is not always a walk in the park. You have two very different people trying to create a harmonious life together, and there are often more differences than similarities in decisions, opinions, and background that feel unresolvable without something being lost in the translation. But in everything, there's always that level of compromise that assimilates both sides of the situation and preserves the relationship. 

The movie demonstrates a classic case of a marriage gone wrong, and it boils down to where most marital problems seem to stem from (from what I've heard): selfishness which is little more than pride. Each party is looking out for themselves, but only by investing a part of yourself in the other person can any relationship survive.

If you're married, then this movie will likely touch some kind of nerve with you, whether good or bad based on current events in your life or situations you have already weathered. Our marriage has not always been a cakewalk or all wine and roses, but through every situation, we'd always pulled through and come out stronger in the end, so we're about as strong a couple as you'll ever see. I admit that we disagree sometimes, but hey, that's life. We deal with it, and move on.

That's love.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Electronic Drum Kit Shirt

I don't know how many of you out there visit ThinkGeek.com, but I get a kick out of some of the stuff they have on there. In the spirit of cool stuff, I dedicate Thursday to cool geeky products, and would like to talk about cool things I've seen (probably on ThinkGeek). Here's today's to kick it off:

It's the electronic drum kit shirt. The idea behind this ingenius shirt is that it has seven playable drums that sound off when you touch them. Apparently, instead of making a shirt with a picture of drums and referencing Rock Band to see if you'll buy it, they decided to make you a walking drum solo instead.

The only problem I could see with this is...um, well, actually I can't see any problem with this. It would be pretty sweet to walk around tapping your chest and having drum sounds come out. I guess a woman wouldn't find that as fun, since people would be wanting to play her drums for her. I could see that as being frowned upon depite the fun level involved.

No, I don't have one. Don't have the $29.99 plus shipping to spare at the moment to throw down on it. Doesn't make it any less cool though.

Here's the link:

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Ice, Ice Baby

Welcome to Oklahoma where we get ice, snow, and more ice to coat the snow with ice. It's fun. 

So starting Monday afternoon, we got pelted with the highly interesting "freezing rain" which covered the area in a nice sheen of ice. However, driving to work yesterday morning was no problem at all, though a little on the slick side (but fortunately school was canceled, so it was just me risking his life). My biggest fear in driving to work is the hill at 61st and Sheridan in Tulsa. Now while this certainly can't compete with the hills of, say, Colorado Springs, they're still quite enough to be scary in their own way if you hit the wrong patch of ice.

Fortunately, I have about the best car there is for driving on ice and snow. I have a 2002 Chevy Impala. There are about a thousand of these cars driving around Tulsa and the 02's look a lot like the other years as well, but mine has two features that make it a juggernaut when it comes to snow and ice driving: traction control and anti-lock brakes. Both of these features hate it when the wheels connected to the engine spin out of control. 

Traction control works when you press on the gas and the wheels spin; it works its magic by hiccuping the wheel spin to help the car get some momentum without spinning out the tires. It's made for things like gravel and such -- the anti-peel-out feature. 

Anti-lock brakes are one of the best known features since they prevent you from squealing to a halt on a sunny day. When you press the brake pedal and the wheels lock, the ABS takes over by stuttering the brake pads allowing the wheels to spin and brake rapidly. It would mimic you rapidly pressing and then removing your foot from the brake pedal.

Throw both of these features on ice and snow and you have a vehicle that doesn't like to slide if it can help it. I saw the traction control light come on a couple times on my way in yesterday and the anti-lock brakes kicked in on that hill at 61st and Sheridan (no surprise there,  and I was grateful).

However, yesterday morning held no candle to the horror of yesterday evening. During the day, it started to snow. Ice is dangerous, but it's a smooth surface. Cars are made to drive on smooth surfaces. Snow isn't smooth. When snow piles up, it creates drifts that you have to barge your way through, and when you deal with ice, you have no traction to barge with. While open roads were generally ok, intersections turned into snow-made sandboxes with cars spinning their wheels desperately trying to cross them and barge through the drifts created by the cars that cross from other directions. Side streets and businesses became inaccessible from the snow thrown into them by traffic from the road.

But again, my trusty car was able to navigate all of this without any issues whatsoever. Now, this is not to say that anyone would be able to hop in my car and navigate it. I haven't had an accident on snow since 1994 and I lived in Colorado. I've navigated several vehicles on this stuff and survived without a problem, which is why I know my current is the best one yet to drive on it. Let me throw out a third item that helps immensely when driving on ice and snow. Front wheel drive.

Now, I know the sports car enthusiasts will swear by rear wheel and the spoilers and such fal on the back of the car, but when it comes to snow, especially, the front wheel drive is the best thing to have. Why? Well, pick ups are rear wheel and I saw plenty of them sliding around without any traction at all. I saw a Camaro yesterday desperately trying to get home with their rear wheels fishtailing back and forth looking for a connection. I've got an engine sitting on my traction wheels and I moved along dragged my tail behind me. It worked well.

The only time I had any fun was after leaving Quik Trip. Yeah, I was low enough on gas that I had to stop in the snow on the way home and fill up. Remember what I said about the businesses having problems due to snow buildup? Well, QT was no different. It is well traveled anough to not be a serious issue, but I still took a driving start to get out. I blasted through the snow at an angle to make sure I was right enough to get into the street. My rear wheels fishtailed out behind me, threatening to put me into a spin, but I righted it easily enough, and I was off home again.

Then I hit my neighborhood.

Oh dear Lord, this is the reason they cancel school when it gets bad. I had to drive two blocks at the most from the road to my house, and it was the hardest two blocks I've ever driven. The car was fishtailing at every turn and even trying to go straight. The wheels were fine. Traction control was active almost constantly despite my control on the gas. I trudged through the piles of snow hoping again hope that I could get into my driveway. 

For some reason, people like to park in the road even when they have space in the driveway. I don't get it, and on my street, two of them park directly across from one another giving me barely a lane on this snow to zip between them. Now they do this nearly in front of my house, so once past them, I had to get to the far lane away from my driveway, speed up, and hope I have enough momentum to drive uphill into my driveway.

I did have enough, and got far enough into my drive to be out of the street.

It snowed until about ten last night, and I was concerned about the drive in this morning, but the city crews had all night to focus on their problem areas (such as hills), and getting out of the neighborhood was the worst I had to deal with, and since it had a night to settle, it was pretty easy to get out. I did fishtail around one turn (ironically, at 61st and Sheridan) since the intersections are still a mess, but turning into the spin always fixes that.

Today, it's supposed to get above freezing, though my thermometer still says it's only 11 outside, so this should be the end of the nightmare drive until the next time assuming that the weather people know what they're talking about, and it gets above freezing long enough to do some damage to this mess before it drops below freezing again.

Bizarre iPod Accessories

I ran across this article on howstuffworks.com about strange iPod accessories, and I thought I'd share the ones that intrigued me the most. Really, there were three of them that either caught my fancy or that I definitely agreed was going a bit too far when it comes to accessorizing the iPod.

Now don't get me wrong. I love my iPod. I think the MP3 player is the best device ever created. I am one of the biggest music lovers in the world as I've often boasted that my iPod contains over 6000 songs and I listen to them all. Most of the ones I don't enjoy I've deleted already, and I continually add more to the list. I am the type of person for which this wonderful device that I described to The Socialite once as "a mini computer that plays music and movies" was created.

My music love goes way, way back. I had a couple hundred CDs before I ever left the Army 13 years ago, and I have no idea how many I have now. I haven't counted them, but I know there's no storage unit large enough to hold them all, so I stacked several when they were in the house. I carried a CD player and a host of CDs when I worked at the fireplace job, and I cycled through them daily. My car even has both a CD player and a cassette player in it. Why a cassette player? Because it doesn't have a aux jack (duh).

Anyway, the first one I find amusing is best referred to as the iBed, although its actual name is "The Pause". It's revered as the world's largest iPod dock. Check it out:

Check out the iPod there on the right. Now, the Queen would never allow such a thing, but I'm a freak when it comes to listening to stuff in bed as well. I've done it for years and years. I had a tape player that I used to play tapes on when I was younger to go to sleep. I listened to CDs with headphones in the military. And even now, I keep my iPod on the headboard when I go to bed with the stock iPod earbuds plugged in "just in case" I want to listen to something. I don't always, but sometimes I just want to listen to something. I just set the sleep timer to shut off in about 30 minutes.

The next one is just cool. I'd never get one, but the thought of having your iPod bulletproof is just too much:


Check that out. It's supposed to be able to stop a .22 caliber bullet. Of course, that's probably just on the backside, since the front clearly has openings for the screen and click wheel, and that can't be bulletproof. This little shell also adds a couple pounds to the weight of the device, so while I'd never get one, the idea of my precious MP3 data being ultra protected gives a warm feeling to my heart.

Finally, the weirdest of the weird. Yeah, I've seen this one before, and the Queen and I both agreed that we'd never purchase something like this. I mean, in all seriousness, who spends enough time in the bathroom to warrant this aberration of nature?


Now those speakers are supposed to be moisture free and the front two are mounted there on the toilet paper holder. It even charges your iPod while you do your business. The only thing I would personally ask (and yeah, this is more of a personal thing), but I would recommend you wash your hands BEFORE retrieving your iPod from the holder. The speakers might be moisture free, but I'm not sure the iPod itself is.

Then again, how many people can boast that they have to plug in their toilet paper holder?

Here's the original article that describes each of these fabulous items, if you want to see the other seven bizarre items in the list.
http://electronics.howstuffworks.com/bizarre-ipod-accessory.htm

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Static Electricity

I'm sure it's happened to you. You're walking along minding your own business when suddenly, zap! You're shocked by getting too close to that metal handle. Or maybe you were shopping in Sam's one day with the family, you stand too close to your significant other, and zap! An arc of blue electricity zips between the two of you. 

To get a little geeky on you (like this should come as a surprise), static electricity comes from the buildup of electrons on one entity trying to equalize itself with another entity. There are items that naturally buildup positive electrons and others that are naturally high in negative, so when your body has been building up a supply of these electrons and you suddenly touch a metal door handle which doesn't have quite as many, the electrons equalize themselves causing the spark.

Now let me tell you what really, really sucks about this little phenomenon. I listen to music at work. In fact, I'm a freak about it, and listen to it all day long...non-stop. I haven't listened to the same song since the first of the year sitting here at me desk and I have a little over 4700 more to go before I start repeating them. This office is also very dry meaning there's an imbalance of electrons going on constantly since I'm always being zapped by something. What and where?

You see, that's the part that sucks. Whoever thought it was a good idea to make the little mesh inside this earbud metal has another thing coming. Yeah, I am zapped at least once an hour by the metal earbud mesh inside my ear. It's really annoying.

Monday, January 26, 2009

People Don't Read

I found this to be incredibly amusing when I first saw it. Apparently, my building participates in a phone book recycling program at some point during the year, and during that time, phone books are brought to this designated point. From there, they are taken to wherever it is that they go, but people don't always "get" when that special time of year is, and fall into a sort of habit. You know that habit, right? The one where you find, say, a phone book some six months later and remember in the back of your mind that you could take this item to "that place" and drop it off and be done with it. Now, what to do when you get there and see this:



Wow, so you're left with a choice. I mean, it's January, so the next recycling time isn't until September. That's nine months away, and who can hold onto a phone book you don't want that much longer much less take the chance of forgetting it again during that special and mystical time when you can dump it? And what if you're not alone:


Why, who's going to notice one more sitting there on top?