Category Archives: GeekWorld

The Unexpected. Snow.

Fall                                                                  Hunter Moon

Didn’t expect snow this morning, but there it was, white in the yard. The season is trying to push toward winter, but has a bad case of reticence.

lycaon-becomes-a-wolfI’ve been working on the second chapter of Superior Wolf. It got plenty of critiques, valid ones, in my writing group, so I decided to rewrite it. I believe version 2.0 will be better.

Kathleen Donahue. Died. I met Kathleen, really, on facebook, though she was from Alexandria, my hometown. She was seven years younger than me, meaning she was in 6th grade when I graduated from high school. She moved to California long ago, got involved in the music business writing lyrics, suffered through two violent attacks and had an iconoclastic personality.

About six months ago she posted that an unexpected finding during a visit to the doctor had uncovered stage 4 lung cancer. They gave her about six months to live. I’m surprised how much her death affected me. Social media has its rightful critics, but for the purpose of staying in touch with old friends and faraway family, for the opportunity to renew or begin acquaintances with people with whom there is some connection already, they offer a possibility unavailable when I was younger.

And with that opportunity comes the chance for grief.

Kate and I did the drive into Denver yesterday. A long way for nosepads for a pair of glasses and to have some Mac repair guys wave their hand over her Ipad. They made it all better. There are things you can’t accomplish in the mountains, these are two of them.

Jon’s  in a much better place. If things remain as they are, he will get most of what he wants in the divorce’s final orders, due November 28th. It’s gratifying to see that his strategy of taking responsibility, being open to negotiation and trying to avoid stirring things up in this delicate pre-final orders stage is working.

 

Vat Brewed

Summer                                                                     Park County Fair Moon

Following on the last post, this very futuristic, sci-fi idea. What else will be grown in vats using a chemputer?

Juno Comes Back to Jupiter

Summer                                                                        Moon of the Summer Solstice

The half summer solstice moon hangs high in the morning sky today. Friend Tom Crane sent a link to the NASA Juno mission webpage. The first NASA video gives you an overview of the mission. The second shows the earth and the moon dancing with each other as Juno sped by in October of 2013 on its way to its July 4th insertion in Jupiter’s realm.

Electricity, Electricity Every Where and not a Volt To Use

Beltane                                                                        Moon of the Summer Solstice

One unhappy camper. Yesterday, after the lights went out as IREA shut down our electricity for scheduled maintenance, the generator came on. Just as it was supposed to do. A minor but real victory in an as long as we’ve been here slightly unfinished project. But. No power in the house. Gnashing of teeth. Verbal expressions of displeasure. Frustration of immense proportions.

This meant that until Todd from Altitude Electric came out about 10 am we had no power, even though our solar panels were producing electricity and the generator was producing electricity. We were making a lot of our own power and able to use none of it. Irony? I think so.

 

 

Meh

Beltane                                                                          Moon of the Summer Solstice

Reading an article in the New York Review of Books about how the internet has hollowed us out and made us habituated phone-impaired dupes of the surveillance society. My reaction to these technology is making us slaves to the machine sort of articles? Meh. This one has an interesting line which rhapsodizes over the old copper-wire enabled linking of two voices one to the other in real time. Well, the bakelite phone discouraged person-to-person visits, leaving us isolated and alone in our television dominated homes. Or so I’m sure some social critic claimed at the time. Likewise television alone. Kill your TV!

The meme here is not the effect of latter day chip-enabled technology but the article propounding the deleterious effects of technology, period. Remember the Luddites? This is an old argument, one simultaneously proven by the current it gadget and invalidated by the next one. The question is not now and has never been about technology, but about humanity.

It is reassuring to find single cause boogeymen (boogeythings?). If only we could remove all smart phones. If only we could rid of cars. If only we could kill our TVs. Very few mentions in this regard of furnaces, stoves, refrigerators, the electric light. That’s because this technology has been integrated into our lives and now serves a purpose most of us can’t imagine doing without.

My point is not that technology has no affect on our lives, hardly. Rather, it has, like so much else junk bonds, jet travel, level roads and government inspected meat for a few examples, differing effects on different people. Some it aids, some it harms. The responsibility for how it affects you is your own.

I think the question is not how technology affects us, but how we use technology to redefine our individual lives. Computing technology, whether in a laptop or desktop, smartphone or tablet, is a tool. When we use a tool, it extends our bodily Self further into the world, often in ways we could not achieve without it. The chainsaw, for example, makes it possible for me to cut down large trees, take off their limbs and cut them up further into fireplace size logs. It makes me sharp and strong, able to move forests.

The computer, whatever its configuration, on the desk or in my hand, extends my reach, enables me to write and save work, research much of the world’s knowledge, communicate easily with my brother and sister, in Saudi Arabia and Singapore respectively, jot notes to friends and family, buy tickets, find services nearby me, plan travel domestic and foreign. In my world these are good things.

What’s really happening is another churning of the sea of human identity, some old ideas will submerge, sink out of sight, others will be transformed and others will be made de nouveau. This is not scary, nor revolutionary, nor sinister. It’s culture at work, shaped and shaping. The future is an extension of the present, as the present is an extension of the past.

Car Talk

Beltane                                                                         Running Creeks Moon

driveway the day we got home
driveway the day we got home from Korea

Told Holly, our across the street neighbor, the snow tires were coming off today. “Oh, It’s an El Nino year,” she said, “we got two feet of snow on Memorial Day once.” Even so. Off they come. This is the second season on the Blizzaks so they’ll be evaluated, see if we can get a third out of them. Two aging drivers can use the extra traction in the winter. Better to get new ones if there’s any iffyness about them.

Brakes, too, probably. Not primarily because of the mountain driving, we use all the gears for braking, but 70,000 + miles. We bought this Rav4 in July of 2011 when our Tundra had complete organ failure, spewed vital fluids all over 153rd Ave NW and never moved again. The Rav4 was, in retrospect, a mistake. It’s not a bad vehicle, but it’s not a good one either. It was affordable, does what we need, but I’ve never developed any affection for it.

When I get back, more fire mitigation. Mostly cutting up trunks into pieces Seth can manage. He’ll get rid of most of them. That will leave the tops and branches to move to the front. And, of course, the other trees to cut down. When I finished yesterday morning, I realized Memorial Day was too ambitious a deadline. I’ll work at it until I get it done.

 

 

Works of Art in an Age of Digital Reproduction

Beltane                                                                  Running Creeks Moon

Kate, May 2013
Kate, May 2013

It’s taken me a week and a half, but I’ve cleaned up Ancientrails. All images are either mine or ones from sources without copyright issues. The time it took was penance for not being attentive to this issue for over ten years. There is, too, a financial penalty, negotiated between a lawyer and myself for using a copyrighted photograph.

I feel like a raven whose stash of pretty things has been stolen. But, ravens are thieves and I was, too, though not in a possessive way. Both Richard Prince, an artist who reuses the photographs of others, and Walter Benjamin, who wrote a famous essay, “The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction,” have been on my mind during this time.

Once I’ve taken a break from the computer, today I’m going to do a lot of straightening up and rearranging up here in the loft, I’m going to give the whole issue of copyrights, attributions and fair use a concentrated look. Included in that will be a rereading of Benjamin and some of the follow on scholarship plus material about Richard Prince and others like him.

 

Out There

Beltane                                                     Wedding Moon

Ruth and I went to the Fiske Planetarium in Boulder on Saturday night for a program on black holes. Ruth had never been to a planetarium. The lights went down and the night sky appeared on the dome above us. The southern night sky. So, right away the wonder of the star machine. Then, the night sky over Boulder with the constellations. The astronomer talked about their correlation to the ancients who relied on them for agricultural purposes. It is reportedly spring. Somewhere.

Ruth watched and listened carefully. The short film on black holes was not easy, covering the birth of black holes, their peculiar physics and their role in the cosmos. After it was over, the astronomer walked us through some of the recent findings related to black holes, the most notable being the discovery of gravity waves at the LIGO observatory. The relation to black holes is that the gravity pulse detected at LIGO began in a black hole.

sloan image

It’s been a while since I immersed myself in matters astronomical. My fine grained understanding of the evening was not great. The hey now moment came at the end when the astronomer pulled the dome’s display further and further out until the entire Sloan Survey covered only the center of the dome.

The rest of the dome then represented the edge of the knowable universe. Out there the astronomer showed what he called the light wall, a here cooler, there warmer barrier of early light, earliest light, really. This light wall, a new idea to me, represented, he said, the exterior wall of the black hole within which our whole universe lives! Wow. Immediately sped past my understanding. Just did a little quick research on this and found nothing. Could be my hearing. Yet another sensory limitation when it comes to learning about the universe.

On the way out Ruth said she was expecting something like that at the end. Why? Because in the film they had presented black holes as violent, destructive forces, so in the end they’d need to show their good side. Not a scientific conclusion, but still a damned good one. I missed the setup and it was there. Ruth is 10.

Making Our Peace With Wildfires

Spring                                                                              Maiden Moon

Figured out yesterday how to use Amazon’s Unlimited Photo cloud service. It comes free with Prime. Because I put so many images in my blog, I have an unusually large number filed away for future use. I began the uploading of the photos yesterday and the service is about 2/3’rds done this morning. It will finish sometime today.

Then, I sat down and learned how to use Dropbox. It’s free storage, about 2GB, is plenty for my novels, short stories, essays. I started copying files there yesterday, too. It will take a little time, but once I’m done, I’ll just have to update whatever current work I’m doing.

These two are in anticipation of a possible wildfire. No need to lose your work these days.

Today I’m going to work on putting together our emergency kit which will include the memory card which has the photographs of all our stuff. In there will also go insurance policies, titles, deed and manuals for various things since they will testify to exactly what we own. Our estate documents and our living wills. That sort of thing.

After a year of trying to put together an external sprinkler system, I’ve decided to not pursue it. Why? Well, for one thing nobody here builds the kind of simple system I want. I’ve investigated all the possible vendors in the state. That would mean I’d have to work with somebody who didn’t know what they were doing. Which would make two of us.

Perhaps even more to the point, I read an article by a wildfire expert who said that if you follow the firewise zone recommendations, which I am, that most houses will survive a fire. The deputy chief of the Elk Creek Fire district said that our house was well situated to survive a fire, in large part because we have a short, level driveway on a primary road, Black Mountain Drive. The perception of the fire department is important because during a fire they drive through the area and in essence do triage. These homes will be ok on their own. These can survive if we protect them. These homes will burn. You want to be in the first two categories. And we are no matter the sort of fire.

ECFD LOGO

Also, I decided to make my peace with losing our house and garage. After I finish the fire mitigation work, taking down trees and making sure we have a our zone free of combustibles around the house, I’m going to rely on luck and the Elk Creek Fire Protection District. Should that not prove enough and we lose everything except our lives and the lives of our dogs, we’ll build again. What could be safer than an area that’s already burned out?

It felt freeing to come to this decision. Both Kate and I agreed that losing our stuff would be very, very far from a cataclysm. We could rebuild an energy efficient house suited to our needs.

All part of settling in.

 

Knee, Snow, Travel

Spring                                                                                         Maiden Moon

The knee, 20 hours later. Feeling pretty good. Almost normal. A bit creaky, a little twingey, but otherwise, pretty damned good. The cortisone effect can last from weeks to months. I’m hoping months. The big issue with the knee, beyond Asia, is my regular workout. High intensity workouts, which I’ve been doing for a while, require some speedier, more stressful moments on the treadmill. The cortisone will make them easier for now. Worth it.

In other news here on Shadow Mountain we’re getting what may well may be another foot of snow. And this stuff is wet. And therefore heavy. Of course it’s Wednesday, when the trash goes out. Gonna get the yellow Cub Cadet out, but if it plugs up all the time, I’ll wait for the solar snow shovel or find somebody to plow us out.

Up here the forecast can change quickly if a system moves a bit further north or south. Last night the forecasts were for 2-7 inches. But in reality.

Today, and maybe tomorrow, is going to be largely trip related. Finish photographing our stuff. Get necessary information onto a flash drive for portability. Open a dropbox account to put my writing in the cloud. Get our emergency box of important papers put together. Sign up for international cell phone plans. Figure out how folks can contact us when necessary. Fussy stuff.