Motorcycle journal
Wednesday, March 31st, 2004A local developer–that interestingly I’ve only met online–details some of his motorcycle journeys in an “occasional” blog. Here’s his latest one:
A local developer–that interestingly I’ve only met online–details some of his motorcycle journeys in an “occasional” blog. Here’s his latest one:
I was chatting with a friend this morning about prioritizing tasks and this mal-formed motto bubbled up out of our conversation:
“Always do next week what you can do tomorrow.”
This was my first time at DEMO. My conclusion? Wow. Chris Shipley puts on a tremendous show.
What a great opportunity to see some interesting new products and above all meet some extraordinarily interesting people. Thanks Robert and Buzz (ActiveWords) for helping me with all the arrangements to get to DEMO in the first place and then for introducing me around. I had a blast.
If I was marooned on a deserted tradeshow “island” I’d want to have these two around. It would never be boring. And it probably wouldn’t be deserted for long either.
Happy Chinese New Year!
January 22 is the first day of the lunar new year. In case you’re keeping score it’s year 4701 in the Chinese calendar and the year of the Monkey.
The last couple months have streaked by…with PDC, Comdex, the triple holiday season, and most recently CES.
Would have been cool to see the recreation of the Wright brother’s first flight in person.
In the afternoon, Kevin Kochersberger, an engineering professor from Rochester, N.Y., stretched out in the Wright Flyer reproduction for the day’s first attempt. Kochersberger had flown the plane successfully in practice sessions, but on Wednesday, the Flyer stalled at the very end of its launch rail.
Afterward, organizers said the 8 mph winds were too light for success. They hauled the Flyer off the field to check its condition, and considered whether another attempt would be made.
I had a wonderful Thanksgiving break. Hope you did too. Now it’s time to get back to work and blogging.
Here’s what the car I was driving looked like this morning:

No, that’s not metallic paint. Those little speckles are ashes from the various Los Angeles fires.
I did not know that going to PDC world be trial by fire. I just drove down the long grade into Indio. The mountain to the south is backlit by rusty, brick-red plumes of smoke. To the north l do not see fire, just smoke like a blanket of fog and l can see where it is billowing up.
Traffic reports show that my route is clear.
I wonder if my brother is going to use his Tablet PC during his city council presentation tonight. He’s recently been working on this much debated waterfront project for the city of Scottsdale. Maybe he and the Tablet PC can invigorate this much delayed project.
Paraglyph Press publisher Keith Weiskamp says it’s about time he had a weblog too. He’s looking into setting up a MovableType system. I gave him my list of pluses and minuses. He’s like me: he’d really like to use a Windows client to do all his editing and weblog management, but MoveableType is free :-).
Unlike Ben and J. Lo, Fritz got married over the weekend.
His dog Max was the ring bearer.
Congratulations Fritz on your wedding this weekend!
Fritz works at a venture I was involved in a couple years back, ArcanaNetworks. Fritz is what Arcana’s angel investor would call a “Penguin.” No. This isn’t a Linux reference. The “Penguin” label originates in a small company that this investor was involved in when he started his career. You see, they were a fledgling tech company and things weren’t going all that well. They couldn’t even afford to run the heater during the long, cold Pennsylvania winters. So they froze. And, of course, one by one the employees realized the futility of the situation and found jobs elsewhere. Those who stayed proudly branded themselves “Penguins.” So what happened to the company? It grew, it sold, and millions were made by all the Penguins. Fritz is a Penguin. Who knows if he’ll make millions, but he’ll probably be around to find out. I admire his perseverance.
I woke up inexplicably early this morning as I did two years ago this day. I turned on the TV as I did then too. I watched all the channels looking for something. I shed a tear for all those who have been lost. I shed another for those that I’ve lost who have nothing to do with this day. I took a deep breath. I turned off the TV. I gave Lan a hug. We smiled.