Hi there. It's Monday. We went to Sunset Beach last week and had a really good time. Sunset Beach is a really nice beach in NC. Some say it's the best. One of the reasons is that for some cause or another, sand is piling up on Sunset while it's washing away from all the other beaches. This leads to a very wide flat beach with very fine sand (at least by east coast standards). So it's good for building sandcastles, spreading out without being on top of other people and letting your kids run loose. That allows you to relax and drink beer all day while you talk with old friends about other people who aren't there.

This year we had a bigger crowd than usual. We had some friends down from Pennsylvania for a few days who stayed with us. My cousin from Chicago stayed next door. Her brother-in-law and family had another house. My sisters and another cousin had another house and an old friend from my home town got another house. I was particularly glad that my buddy from Tabor stayed for the week. When he visited in past years, I was always worried about him driving home at night after too many beers. Also, his wife, an avid NC State fan in a sea of Carolina fans, always adds spice to any discussions of ACC athletics.

I may say more later but for now, I'll post a couple of sandcastle pictures. The timing of the tides made this a good year to build sandcastles. Low tide occurred about 11:00 AM on Monday and moved up about 52 minutes each day. The result is that after you build a sandcastle, you get to watch the tide destroy it rather than going in for supper, knowing that some unappreciative pre-teen jerk kid was going to kick it in. I build my castles for God to destroy, not some some unappreciative pre-teen jerk kid. Plus, I like to watch the destruction myself.

Bye for now.

Before
After

Hi there! A couple of days ago, I decided to try out the new picture posting feature they've added to Blogger. I'm going to the beach in a couple of weeks and while I'm there I like to build sandcastles. So I decided to post a picture of one of my castle creations from the past. But when I navigated away from this blog editor, I lost my blogging for that day. So here I am back again to try to put that picture in my blog. Here goes:

Whoops! It showed up on the side. Oh well. That's me in the middle with various family around and one of my masterpieces in front of us. Pretty soon that ocean behind us will compete with pre-teens roaming the beach to see who can do in the castle first. The pre-teens usueally win.

Well, gotta run. Bye.

Short post today. It now appears that you can easily add a photo to your Blog without having to host it somewhere like I've done with other photos. In other words, Google has some room for you if you don't send in too many. They probably get that from all that unused 2 gig allotments that they give to G-mail customers. I know that I'm only using about 2% of my 2 gigs. So here's a photo:

I got it from Slashdot. Putting it here is probably some sort of violation of something but maybe not since it comes from the open source everything should be free crowd. Bye.

Hi, I'm back again. I just looked at the photo and it looks like crap. I think the photo has one of those transparent backgrounds. I think I need to change my template so that everything is white in the background so I won't have to worry about whether the photo posts are transparent or not. I'll do that later.

I'm back again. That's better but it still has a box around the picture. I'd like to get rid of that but I'll leave it for now.

Bye.

Time for a new post. This post has nothing to do with my life in a big way. It's just a rumination on what I plan to do the next time I buy a computer.

OK, here we go. Over the last 21 years, I've always had a computer. When I finished by PhD and went to work at a crappy company, I figured it was time to indulge and buy a computer. I thought about it a lot but my wife (new wife at the time) didn't seem too hot on the idea. She worked as an x-ray crystallographer at another big crappy company and looked at a computer screen all day and didn't seem too interested in looking at one when she got home. Eventually she even had a VT-100 terminal (a real one, not an emulator) hooked up to a 300 baud modem so she could work from home. Besides personal computers costs a lot of money back then. Around that time the Mac came out and I was enthralled. I played with them a few times and I was hooked. But she said no.

Imagine my surprise when some friends were visiting from our old school and lo and behold, delivered an original 128K Mac for my very own. It was an anniversity gift from my wife purchased at the academic discount by our friends. ($1300 vs. $3000). Happy! Happy!

Unfortuantely, reality soon set in. It was a cool computer but it was next to impossible to program if you weren't gonna do it for a living. I wanted something like Turbo Pascal for the mac. And I wanted it free. Unfortunately, we'd already spent the money budgeted for home computers for the next seven years.

Over time, I acquired some software and did a little programming and played with my Mac as I watched it slowly but surely become almost useless. Still played games and things but it was becoming uber underpowered quickly.

After seven years, my wife had changed jobs and was working for a University as a crystallographer and I was getting sicker of my company all the time. So I started looking for a new job in a new place. When I found a new job in a new place, I convinced my lovely wife that seven years was enough time and that when we moved we wouldn't have that lucrative academic discount so now was time for a new computer. We got a IIsi with a 13 inch color monitor. I know that 13 inch sounds really bad, but that was one nice looking monitor and Apple tended to call a monitor by it's viewable size whereas the PC world called a monitor by the size of the truck used to ship it.

After seven years, it was still doing OK but some apps were a bit slow and the internet was starting to come on board. The real kicker happened when I upgraded our copy of Office to the newest version and it took 50 seconds just to load Excel. My wife used Excel to do the budget and that was intolerable. Of course, that was my plan all along.

Our timing was actually pretty good. I'd been eyeing a new mac for a long time and couldn't figure out what to buy. We finally decided to take the plunge just after the 233-G3 had come out. This was a good thing. The G3 was probably the biggest speed jump in the Mac line and by waiting, we got a computer that has served us admirably for the last seven years and still seems to be running strong. But there are a few things that are starting to break. A few years ago I tried OS X on a G3 and it's a non starter, so we can't take advantage of any of that iStuff. The old browsers (there are no new ones) are starting to break on some web sites. The 233-G3 was pre-USB and the PCI cards don't work with a lot of things.

So we bought a Mac in 1984, 1991, 1998 and now it's 2005. Any student of linear algebra knows that it's time for a new one. What to buy? It's become very clear to me that any machine today is probably fast enough for most everyting we need and the only reason that hardware doesn't last is the software/hardware conspiracy that requires continous upgrades so that they can continue to make money.

So what is it? iMac, PowerMac, MacMini or a laptop. Somehow, I've never been crazy about that all in one model that Apple has sold over the years though I liked the original. Monitors and CPUs seem to break and become obsolete at such different rates that I kind of like them decoupled. Do we wait for Mac on Intel? I don't think so. I still have a lot of software that runs on System 9 that I'd have to replace. I couldn't possibly justify repurchasing hardly any of it but I like to know that I have it. So I'm thinking a mini might be nice. Takes up a lot less space. Still runs OS 9. Doesn't costs an arm and a leg though it costs a butt-load more than Apple would have you believe. Looks cute and might even make it's way into the living room. The PowerMac is just too big and pricey for our usage. And I don't really like a portable for the house. So a Mini it is. We'll probably wait for a speed bump or a price drop and I'll try to get as much of that sexy stuff as I can when I buy. Sexy stuff is the superDrive, 1 gig of ram, airport and bluetooth, wireless keyboard and mouse and maybe a really cool LCD monitor. Like I said, it won't be cheap.

So those are the plans. Now I have to figure out how to make our old G3, really start looking like the dog it needs to be to get my lovely wife on board.

A couple of things worth mentioning. I have bought a Dell PC laptop in the last year for my company that is going out of business. I needed the PC because I was planning on selling some automation that was driven by VB-6. I'm trying to make this one not count as a computer. I also bought some Apple stock about 1990. After 15 years, it's only a fair investment and that's been true only because of the run up of the last year. But it's been fun to watch.

Well, gotta run for now.

bye

Good Morning,

Today I'm going to write something just to keep it looking like I'm using this blog. That's in the event that Google has some kind of auto-bot that scans the blogs and checks to see if you actually write something in your blog. One day I might become prolific again.

I want to figure out how to post pictures easily. I have Picassa on my machine, so I've covered the first step to letting the big G take over my desktop. I wonder if the big G will ever come to represent the evil that the big M now represents to many computer users. If they do it's gonna be a much easier slide into dependency given that little that they've given me so far has cost anything (I did use Adwords for my company). I think they see the advantages of cheap disk space. Time to go to work.

Bye

Again, Long time, No post. I'm going to try to start up again with the daily postings but it will probably be difficult. I mean for these post to be mainly mundane crap about my life with occasional opinions that will get me in trouble. It's Memorial Day weekend. Went to my sister Carolyn's house for a little family gathering last evening. Turns out that last weekend she was at a party and mentioned that she was having a party and invited a bunch of other friends so it was a pretty big party. There were some of her old friends that we hadn't seen in a while and a few new friends, mostly neighbors. Nice people and a few kids and some dogs running around. Real American.

I had a couple of beers over the course of the evening. That's 2. Could be a sign of getting old that I'm perfectly satisfied to drink only 2 beers over an entire evening. I did eat a lot.

Work is going OK. I wouldn't say it's the most exciting thing in the world but, with a bit of work and patience, it can get better. Patience is key.

I've got to do some work in the yard today. Spread some mulch and kill some weeds. I kill weeds with Roundup. I bought a plastic bottle of the concentrated stuff about 17 years ago. I think it was about a pint for maybe $30. Amazingly, it's still pretty potent. A half capfull in a squirt bottle and you can wipe out all the weeds in your yard. And if you're careless, you can also wipe out patches of grass like I did a few years ago. Actually, I think someone else, whose name will go unmentioned, was responsible for the grass killing but I accepted the blame for reasons of domestic tranquility. I need to go easy with the stuff. It's half gone and I want it to last till I die or at least till all the weeds acquire resistence to it.

This is the first Sunday since the church choir has taken off for the summer. So we're skipping today. Haven't done that for a while. Hope the Lord will forgive me.

Enough for today. Time to kill weeds and spread mulch.

Long time, no post. Today I start a new job. I've put my company on a low hum to sell out my inventory. Could be an interesting day. Later

There was something on the Daily Show tonight about bloggers. They're changing the world or something. I guess it's kind of cool to have a blog. So I have one, but I don't feel all that cool. I wish I could find something interesting to write.

I'm staying up late so I can pull some shirts out of the dryer when they get dry. If I leave them overnight, they'll be hard to iron with the industrial strength wrinkles that set in around 3:00 AM in the morning.

I got a request from some Russian dude to put a link on my web site (www.innovasyn.com) to his company. It's a chemistry company that provides compounds to other companies. They can make them cheaply because they employ chemist in Russia that don't have anything to do and will work for peanuts. That's why I don't have a job now. I've got a list of about 3,475 companies and he asked that I add his company to that list. He's got a list of 6 things and I asked that he add my company. So he did. It didn't seem like an even trade to me but he seemed satisfied. Then he asked if I could also post a friend's web site. It's more of an informational web site rather than a company. So it got better billing in a different link place. But I get so few hits that I don't know if there's any difference between the two.

I recently checked out the new MSN search. I did a search for "parallel synthesis" which is the realm in which I'm trying to do commerce. My company was listed around 14th. It's about the same on Yahoo. On Google, it's about 365th.

In the catagory of "all good things come to those who wait", I bought 100 shares of Apple stock for $35/share, about 15 years ago. It's been an interesting ride. Lately, it's actually turned into a reasonable investment. It's increased in value by about 5-fold, about 11% a year for the last 15 years. I could have bought about a year ago and gotten the same return, just a lot faster. But I wouldn't have enjoyed those exhilirating roller coaster-like drops that I experienced when the dot com bust came.

Well, enough of that. Time to go hang shirts.

Hi there!

For all of you out there anxiously awaiting my each and every word each day, relax. I'm still alive. It's just hard to find something to say each and every day. But it's time to try to start again. Well that's all you get for now. Bye.

Merry Christmas! It's Christmas morning and we've opened our various presents. I think everyone's happy. We've gotten old enough and we're comfortable enough with life that we're happy just to be together, though nice things were given and recieved.

As I walked out this morning to get the paper, I saw my neighbor doing the same and we wished each other a Merry Christmas. I mentioned that this was the first Christmas morning that we got up before the kids. Time passes.

Went to church a couple of times yesterday. At the 7:00 PM service, my wife and I sat in the congregation and our kids were in the choir. The preacher had a good sermon that basically said that if Jesus came back today, he might visit a truckstop first. But that after a short while he'd get around to all of us.

We came home, built a fire in the fireplace and read the "Night before Christmas," did the Advent Calendar and sat around feeling warm and fuzzy. Then I left to sing at the 11:00 PM service. It was a more subdued service with fewer people and communion but the sermon was the same. That's OK, it was a good sermon. Afterwards, everybody wished everybody else "Merry Christmas" and I came home and helped my wife wrap the last of the kid's presents. Then I sent her off to bed and wrapped her gifts. I got to bed around 1:00 AM on Christmas morning.

Basically, like every other Christmas morning for all of time, the world is a mixture of hope and despair. Here's praying for the people in the messes in Iraq and Darfur and Palestine and all the other not very happy places on the earth to find some measure of peace in the coming year.

Time to go fix breakfast.

God bless you, each and every one.

Darn. Looks like I forgot to write yesterday. Yesterday was my birthday. Fifty-one. It's a wierd age. I never thought I'd be here, with two kids and a wife and out of work. The company I started when I got layed off isn't making enough money to support much of anything, let alone a wife and kids with college looming. So I need to find a job.

I started working on a presentation, in the event that I get an interview somewhere. I've decided that I need to sell myself as a medicinal chemist and not as some gadget head. The problem is that I'm a pretty good synthetic chemist and a reasonable medicinal chemist but I have a lot of interest and a fair amount of expertise in science that go beyond that. What's the problem? Well, I think that most people only give you credit for having a limited amount of sense and if you show a bunch in some other field, you must have had to give up some in the area they're interested in. So if I give an interview seminar, I better put in a bunch of chemistry, just to keep people entertained.

Actually, I think that what I really like is building things. Or maybe I like designing things that have 3 dimensional shape. Synthetic chemistry is really good that way. You have a really different kind of toolkit that you can use to construct all kinds of little itty-bitty things. And there are lots of neat toys that you can use to examine and manipulate them, the little itty-bitty things that you make. I find that to be a lot of fun. What I don't really like is the mindless making of things by following a recipe. No fun.

So much for now. Time for bed. So long.

Must write every day! Must write every day! But I got nuthin' to say.

good night

Hi. It's another day and again it's time to go to bed. Not a very exciting day. My wife has the flu and is running a temperature of 101.6 C. I'm going to go sleep in the same bed with her and she's going to give it to me. Merry Christmas. I hope she get's better soon. And I hope I don't get it.

They gave Scott Peterson the death penalty for killing his wife and unborn child. I'm not sure I understand why he might get it when some others (like that Ann Miller Kontz) don't. The jurors said that he looked detached and unemotional. Nobody likes that lack of remorse. A good bit of contrition will save your ass if used properly.

The Dow and my portfolio were a up a bit today. I've been trying to figure out if I can retire now and have enough money to live to be 100. If the market give 10% a year and I live cheaply, I can make it. There's a guy in my neighborhood who nobody knows very well. Worked in computers but may be retired. You never see him except when he drives by or when a real hurricane knocks down a few trees in his yard and he comes out for a few minutes and saws a few of them up. He has occasionally talked to another of my neighbors who knows his name. Apparently, he's figured out how to live on $15,000 a year. I don't know how you do that in Chapel Hill. Taxes alone will run about a third of that. Maybe I should visit him and get a few pointers.

Unfortunately, I don't think I can live in a manner to which I've become accustomed at $15K/year. But with a 10% return, I wouldn't need to be that frugal.

I'll keep working on it. The harder part will be convincing my wife to give it a try. Retire at 50. What a concept!

Getting slack. Have to make time for blogging. But not tonight.

Sang a lot today. Sang with the UPC church choir at both services as part of the lessons and carols program and sang with the NC Boys Choir in Southern Village tonight at the Methodist church. Had a big crowd.

One note. Job scene might not be hopeless yet.

Good Night.

Slow day. Rang bells for the Salvation Army in front of the Bank of America building in downtown Chapel Hill today at noon. Went to choir practice tonight. Beginning to get worried about making a living. Former coworkers getting jobs. I don't even get calls for interviews. What's happening?

I'm gonna get more sleep tonight. Got a dentist appointment tomorrow.

Good night.

It's blog time again. What happened today? I went to lunch with some of my former coworkers. Got a little info on what was happening in their lives. I could talk about it but it would be depressing. The upshot is that two jobs, that I thought I might have a shot at, have been scarfed up by two of my former coworkers. The more bothersome aspect is that I never even got contacted about either of them. Not a buzz. Not good. Depressed my wife even more.

I did get a call from someone at a company that was interested in some of the products that we sell at InnovaSyn. Again, I'll spare the details but it was a little odd. They might buy a lot of them or they might buy none. It probably won't be anything in between.

I do want to put in a picture that I took the other night at our concert at the First Baptist Church in Henderson. Our new robes have a special feature that allows the wearer to quickly become nun-like. I talked a bunch of the younger guys into demonstrating.





Enough to make any mother proud!

Damn, it's late already and I haven't blogged yet. Not much happened today. Gave blood at 3:00 PM over at the Red Cross in Durham. This is the first time that I have given blood since the Dean Dome donation drive back in June. I usually give more regularly (every 60 days or so).

Last time I gave, I got a letter from the Red Cross that said that my blood was part of a group of transfusions that caused an adverse reaction. There was something about a rare white cell antigen and they needed to test all the donors in that group for cooties or whatever. I hope nobody died. So I went in about a month later and gave a few tubes. It took freekin forever to get the results back. I called the office in Charlotte where this was being handled a gazillion times and nobody ever returned my calls. Eventually I got a call from the Durham site asking for blood. I told them what had happened with the rampant incompetance in the Charlotte office and they were able to rattle the cages and finally get an answer. It wasn't my blood that caused the problem. So I could give again. They screwed things up so bad in Charlotte that somebody decided to send me a little metal 1935 model Red Cross blood hauler. It's real nice.

So I've given around 39 pints since I started giving again after we moved back to NC. My BP was a little higher than usual today. It was 127/79. It's usually around 114/65 or so. Maybe I should check it again sometime soon. Maybe when I give blood again in February.

By the way, if you give blood regularly, good for you. If you don't, maybe you should try it. It's not bad, even for a baby like me, as long as I don't look. If I don't look, there ain't nothing to it. If I look, it's "lights out" for Philip. So I don't look anymore. Not even tempted.

I going to bed. See you tomorrow.

Busy day. Sang "Lo, How a Rose 'er Blooming" in church this morning. Then came home, ate lunch, read some of the paper, put the Christmas decorations on the roof, went to Henderson, NC to sing a Christmas concert and came home about 10:30. It's after midnight and I'm tired and going to bed.

Well, another day.

I don't think that I mentioned that my wife, my daughter and I went to see Oklahoma at Memorial Autitorium over in Raleigh on Thursday night. It was pretty good. This isn't a review column so that's all I'll say.

It was a busy day. My daughter had two friends over for a sleep-over on Friday night. I had to get up and cook some bacon for them so that we could provide some semblance of hospitality.

Then at 10:30, my son and I had to be off to choir practice. We sing with the NC Boys Choir in the associated chamber choir. It's a variety of high school and college kids and a few older farts who have or have had kids that sing in the boys choir plus a few others. After practice, we immediately left for Pinehurst to sing in a concert. Pinehurst is a pretty neat little town. It's a golf/retirement community. What that means in this case is that it's an tony little town which requires that you have a lot of money to hang out. The concert went pretty well. We were getting a little weak at the end. We sing "Beautiful Savior" near the end and Bill, the director, sends the kids out along the sides of the church to sing this. It sounded real nice until the very last note, when you heard this horrible discordance in the pitch. Everyone said the sopranos, in this case a bunch of little boys, went sharp. It sounded strange. We finished with the Halelujah Chorus from the Messiah. It sounded a little rugged in places. Everyone's voices are worn out and we got a little separated in the middle. I'd rather not sing it. I like ending with the rather mellow Gaelic Blessing by John Rutter. Oh well.

Then we drove home.

Well, another day has passed and I'm writing in my blog. That's two days in a row. Good start.

I wrote yesterday about trying to learn to use the Eclipse IDE to, once again, learn java, the programming language. As usual, there was a nightmare involved in setting a path variable so the operation environment would know where something it needs is hiding. I finally figured out how to make it work. I gooogled "eclipse swt tutorial" (parentheses not used) and got a tutorial from some university in Manitoba that went into some detail on how to get around the problem that would certainly be encountered. Basically it all stems from the heavy Unix influence of all this stuff. I don't know if I could have ever gotten that variable laden string thing to work but I got it to work by pasting in the path to the folder needed. The trick, that was revealed in the Manitoba tutorial is that any space in the path has to be put in quotes. So (C:\Program Files\blah) has to be (C:\Program" "Files\blah). I think it was deliberate attempt to frustrate Windows users who would certainly put the program in a place that by default had a space in the name.

On another note, I got an email from someone in Germany interested in purchasing a reactor from my company. I don't know much about the how's of international sales so I called my local SBTDC office to schedule some time to figure out if there are any gotcha's that I need to know about. That's at 10:00 this morning, so I had better go take a shower and shave.

Bye for now.

Well, it's December 2, 2004 and I don't have a job and my company isn't making much money. For the thousandth time in my life, I've decided to try to write in my blog every day. It used to be that I thought it would be useful to keep a journal. It's the same thing now, only it's called a blog and it's public for anyone to see. Except that it's very private cause nobody really cares to look at it. It's like putting your credit card number in the middle of pi to 37,000 places and putting it on a billboard.

My topic today is short but hits on a recurring theme. Over the years, I've tried to learn to program. I've learned a little of a lot of languages. I got pretty good at Visual Basic. But I always wanted to learn Java. The problem is that every time I've gotten started it's always a hassle getting started.

The problem might have something to do with the fact that java runs on a lot of hardware using a virtual machine and for that reason there is some need to understand the generic glue that binds it to any specific operating system. The generic glue is setting the paths and this is where any tutorial goes from straightforward to bizarre.

So I was excited to try out Eclipse 3.0 as a new IDE, which stands for "something" develoment envoronment. It has some nice tutorials to help you get started. That's when it get humorous and frustrating. The tutorials work just like you want them too. They start with a very simple program and lead you through, hitting buttons and filling in a trivial amount of info. The first tutorial works fine and the program runs. That's great!

So you go to the next tutorial and you hit buttons and do trivial things and everything looks fine until they tell you to open a window and type in this:

-Djava.library.path=${system:ECLIPSE_HOME}/plugins/org.eclipse.swt.${system:WS}
_3.0.0/os/${system:OS}/${system:ARCH}

What the hell is this? Well it's a very cryptic way to set the path to the library they've used in the example, I think. Only you do it and it doesn't work. You can see one error already. You're using 3.0.1 not 3.0.0. So you change that and "nope."

So rather than typing in all the variables (which is what I think those dollar thingys are), you try the real path to where the libraries are. Nope. And you notice that the error says something about the path not fouud, but in the error statement you see that the variables get set to something reasonable but that every dot of the 3.0.0 (or 3.0.1) is turned into a slash and there are some forward slashes and backwards slashes. And you can't even figure out what the devil to do or who to turn to. So you go to the Eclipse site and the first thing you see is a link to some lecture by Eric Raymond, self-appointed god of open source stuff, on asking intelligent questions. And, god forbid, you don't want anyone to know you're an idiot so you are scared to ask why this stupid open source program can't just put in, by default, some mechanism whereby you can just navigate to the file and have the stupid path typed in like you can with software that you pay for. That's the problem with this open source stuff and in fact with the whole IT world in general. They want to make it just hard enough to do things, so that people who have a clue about how computers can be useful in other fields have to jump through hoops to get in the club and forget why they wanted to join in the first place.

Maybe I'll figure it out. I'll let you know.

Good morning. It's September 14, 2004. It's my wife's birthday. She turned...., well let's just say she's still as beautiful as ever.

I've been trying to start a company and it's going very slow. I got a call from a headhunter yesterday and I sent him a resume. I might be interested in going back to work.

Having a company isn't really so much work, so maybe I'll keep it even if I get a job. Maybe that's why it's moving so slow. I'm not a good salesman because I tend to qualify everything. It all seems to be about getting your name out. Oddly enough, I thought that it if I built a better mousetrap, the world would beat a path to my door. I have no doubt that I have a better mousetrap, but the grass is growing on the path. I think you need to put up lights and signs and send out mailers and make calls and do demos and barter discounts and generally make a nuisance of yourself repeatedly, before anyone knows that the mousetrap even exist much less take your path. But I've done some of that and maybe I'll start getting some results. Maybe not.

One thing that I'm coming to realize slowly is that in the world of science, people like complicated solutions if they're going to pay good money. If it's a simple solution, it begins to look obvious and they start to think that they already thought of it. They like to believe that it's just a little more complicated than they could have figured out and, maybe more important, it has to look that way to the boss.

The truth is that simple solutions are much harder to come by than complex ones. If you have a problem, then you can just try to fix all the implications of the problem. That's how we approach a lot of things in life. "Don't just stand there, DO something." A simple solution has to fix all the problems at once. Often, really good simple solutions don't fix the problem at all but instead, back up a step and take a different path and the problem disappears altogether. But you really have to understand the whole picture to do that and that takes time. Often the whole picture doesn't reveal itself at once and so the simple solutions that we ultimately find take a while to show up.

There are a lot of examples in the world. For you computing types, the world wide web is a simple solution to a lot of the horrible complexity that was growing out of the client-server approach to utilizing networked computers. Another example for you pop culture mavens, is the iPod. The number of buttons keeps going down, not up. The limited real estate on the iPod Mini drove the design of what turned out to be better and simpler controls. And so it's used on the full sized iPod even though more features could have been added with the available real estate.

Of all the gazillion explanations, this kind of thinking, where complexity seems better to a lot of people, is the only explanation the I've been able to come up with for why Microsoft is more successful than Apple. In fact, it's why Microsoft is successful independent of Apple. People will pay for complex solutions, maybe because the complexity of the solution obscures the nature of the problem itself and makes it seem more intractable and therefor deserves big bucks to solve.

So the bottom line is that design will ultimately converge on simpler things (which sometimes is a complex thing witha simpler interface) because that's all our patience and intelligence will stand for. And that's good for us. Life is complicated enough without someone making it worse.

Hi! It's Sunday evening and I thought that I might post something in my blog. So what I've decided to post is the web address of my business in the odd event that this increases the hit rate that I'm getting. By the way, it's miserable. So here's the web site.

www.innovasyn.com

It tells about how you can buy equipment and expertise to enable your small drug discovery firm to rapidly build new molecules for testing as new and exciting therapeutic agents. Of course, the more you test, assuming intelligent design, the more your chances of success, or the faster you'll get to the right molecule, or both.

So long for now.

Philip

I just wrote a bunch of stuff and hit publish and it all went away. That pisses me off. What I was trying to do was figure out how to put in a picture. I chose to display a picture of an Arbor Press. I wrote a bunch of stuff about Arbor Presses before it was chewed up by the google blog monster and I'm not gonna write it again. All you get is a stinkin picture.





There you go.

Damn. I just realized that I had done this already. So I changed the picture. It's not an Arbor Press at all. For an Arbor Press, look in a previous blog.

Wow, I thought I might write more often in this blog thing than I have. It's been like a month again already. A few random thoughts:

Bush talked tonight. Supposedly he laid out a plan for turning over Iraq to some Iraqi leaders. Maybe I wasn't listening well but I had a hard time following it. He kept using the term "terrorists" to describe anybody that has it in for the US. It seemed a little disingenuous to keep using the term terrorists to describe the Iraqi insurgency. I don't think they have our best interest at heart, but there seemed to be a deliberate attempt to confuse the Iraqi insurgency with the Taliban in the minds of the American people. That somehow this Iraq thing and 9/11 are all interrelated in some terrorist plan. I grew up a long time ago and it all seemed to remind me of when the term "communists" was used in the same way. I will admit that although I doubted the claims of WMD, I was supportive of tossing Saddam out on his ear. But I think we were mislead into thinking that the Bush administration actually knew what it was doing. I have this perception of arrogance that was not at all dispelled by tonight's speech.

On another front, I discovered something interesting. A friend of mine recently saw a new publication of mine and sent me an e-mail. You know, "Long time, no see, what have you been up to the last 87 years?" type of thing. I replied but I didn't hear back for a while. Then I got the same e-mail again. I wrote back that I had replied and then forwarded the original reply. She got the short reply but never the long one. I tried a bunch of times until I finally realized what the problem was. I mentioned in the e-mail that something went to sh.. (the joy in my last job), except that I wrote out the s-word. Apparently, some e-mail filter was tossing my e-mail because of the offending word and never telling me or her about it. I resent the e-mail by changing the real s-word to "s..." and it went through fine. It was a company e-mail address that apparently was protecting their employees from such offensive stuff. So if your e-mail seems to be disappearing for no obvious reason, check it for content.

Oh yea. One other thing, because I write this thing on rare occasions, I was offered a gmail account. Pretty cool. I got to use a simple name and not a real ugly one like you get if 5,423 people have already chosen your preferred name. If you read this send me an e-mail at phughes@gmail.com

And one other thing. "email" is slightly more common than "e-mail" but I started writing this using e-mail so I decided to stick with it. And another interesting thing. If you do a spell check in this blogspace, both "blog" and "gmail" get flagged as misspelled. Even more funny is that the spell checker suggest that you replace "blogspace" with "Bolshevik."

Bye for now.

Actually, before I go to bed I'd like to try posting a picture.



Hey it work!