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Death By Wild Turkey
So, I'm sitting in Grendal's Den in Harvard Square this evening enjoying a beer and some buffalo wings, when in comes one of the regulars. I've sat next to her before. She's a young, attractive African-Americn woman who always orders the same drink. The bartendar picks up a bottle of "Wild Turkey" and pours her a glass. I've never had a Wild Turkey; I have no idea what kind of alcohol it is. But thanks to the wonders of mobile computing and my iPhone, I google "Wild Turkey" to find out definitively just what a WT is.
According to Wikipedia, it's a brand of "Kentucky straight bourbon whiskey distilled and bottled near Lawrenceburg, Kentucky." The distillery offers tours, and is part of the American Whiskey Trail and the Kentucky Bourbon Trail. A Wild Turkey is also known as "The Dirty Bird", "Gobble Gobble", "Bombed Tom", "Thunder Chicken", "Boat Gas", and "The Kickin’ Chicken". It' 101 proof. Yikes.
The most shocking thing I learn is about the Kentucky River Fish Kill. According to Wikipedia, "On May 9, 2000, a seven-story warehouse in Anderson County, Kentucky was destroyed in a fire, spilling thousands of gallons of Wild Turkey into the Kentucky River. The alcohol spills killed hundreds of thousands of fish along a 66 mile stretch of the river. Wild Turkey paid $256,000 to the Kentucky Department of Fish and Wildlife in an effort to restore the fish population in the river."
BP should be so lucky.
Blame Canada

See: Smoke from Quebec moves into region, Boston.com, May 31, 2010.
Leave it to those pesky Canadians. Again. The last time they tried smoking us out of house and home was back in July of 2002. (See Unusual Haze the Result of Quebec Fires.) Well, they didn't succeed in '02 and it won't work this time, either.
We may be gagging and coughing with every breath we take, but, By God, we're New Englanders and we're a proud and stubborn lot. We won't be driven away from our beloved dirty waters of the Charles, or our Fenway Ball Park by people who can't decide whether they should be speaking English or French.
John Candy had the right idea--we should'a declared war on Canada when we had the chance. Say, does anyone have any of those leftover gas masks from the Iraq war?
$578 Raised in Yesterday's Walk for Hunger
Hi everyone,
I wanted to thank you again for pledging me in the 2010 Walk for Hunger. I am happy to report that I completed the entire 20 mile course. Through your generous gifts, I raised $578 for Project Bread.
I walked with my good friend, Eliot Mayer. In addition to walking, Eliot and I are both amateur radio operators, so we brought along our ham radio equipment to supplement the other hams' services along the course with extra "eyes" and "ears" for Net Control.
The temperature was hotter yesterday than any Walk for Hunger event in recent memory. I'm told that temps surpassed 90 degrees. Eliot and I walked at a slower pace and took plenty of breaks. We started the Walk at 8:05 a.m. and finished at around 4:45 p.m. I was pretty sore and tired at the end of the event (having packed too heavy a backpack). Fortunately, I did not develop any blisters as in years past.
Thank you, thank you, thank you! Thanks for your vote of confidence in me. But also, take a moment to congratulate yourself for helping to feed hungry children, women and men in Massachusetts.
Sincerely,
Phil Temples
(Shown here, left-right: Eliot & Phil at the finish)
iPad Is Fun--But Not A Must-Have (In My Book)
I was in the vicinity, so today I stopped by the local Apple store in the Mall at Chestnut Hill to see the new iPad.
As you might imagine, Apple is making a huge production out of their new product. The store associates were all wearing tee-shirts emblazoned with the iPad name. They strategically set up the front two tables--normally loaded down with iPhones--to contain nothing but iPads. Each was available to touch/feel/smell and, I suppose, even to lick--if that's your perticular fettish.
I picked one up, turned it sideways for landscape mode, and immediately started entering URLs in the Safari browser. "Hmm, that's interesting" I thought to myself, almost aloud. They've moved the the big blue "Go" button. It sits on a different row on the keyboard. Also relocated are the "." and "," keys. No biggie. The browser's pages rendered beautifully. I imagined what my MacBook Pro would be like if it had a touch screen.
I fired up a different app at random. It wasn't optimized for the iPad screen. Instead, I saw a rendering of the application in a rectangle in the middle of the screen. It was the size of the iPhone screen. Hmm. i hit a "2x" button to enlarge it, but the resolution seemed poor when doing so. I guess there's a reason why the App Store is carrying separate iPad versions of its applications.
It seemed comfortable to hold, and kinda sexy to boot. And I have to admit it, but I'm bummed that iPad users will have first crack at the new NetFlix app while us old-fashioned iPhone users will have to wait a while. Sigh.
I put the new-fangled contraption down on the table. An Apple associate walked up to me and asked, "So, what do you think of the new iPads?"
I replied, "Not bad. But can you tell me when Apple is coming out with the iRans?"
On the SM campaign trail: visited last night w/ the friendly folks at the Bristol Co. Repeater Assn. in Fall River.. #hamr #arrl
k9hi: On the SM campaign trail: visited last night w/ the friendly folks at the Bristol Co. Repeater Assn. in Fall River, MA. #hamr #arrl
My First Geocache Hunt!
Today I went on my first Geocache hunt. (See Geocaching--A Potential New Hobby For Me?.)
Between my recent travel, back problems and miserable weather, I've not taken advantage of the new Geocaching iPhone app I downloaded several weeks ago until this afternoon. I told the program to find nearby Geocaches; it returned one called "Topsy Turvy" just 0.2 mi. from me in Watertown's Filipello Park. In fact, I can see the park outside our hallway window when the foliage isn't blocking the view.
I started out on foot, watching the "pin" icon slowly traverse Coolidge Avenue, then turn onto Grove. Finally, I entered the park, and vectored in on the precise location. The program reported a GPS accuracy of approximately 156 feet. And it showed a difficulty of 1 1/2 stars out of 5. Yes, Topsy Turvy seemed like an ideal beginners cache to try for.
Well, I was a certainly dismayed by the degree of trash and litter scattered about, and the poor condition of the landscape. Not only had someone(s) had been using the area as a dumping ground for their trash, but also, several good-sized tree branches--even whole trees--had come down. One such tree was resting atop one of the old, abandoned park benches.
I assumed the cache--listed in size as a 2 out of 5 on the scale--was either attached to a tree at eye level, or buried on the ground with some telling signal--a flag or colored marker of some kind. But after nearly an hour of traversing the landscape, kicking over trash, checking around various tree branches near ground- and eye-level yielded, I had found no cache. The "hint" from the iPhone app was not particularly helpful, other than to confirm that I was, in fact, in the immediate vicinity.
I have to wonder: did someone come along and tamper with the cache, perhaps even remove it?
Despite my failure on this first attempt at this new hobby, I'm not discouraged. I'll move on to the next cache on the list. Perhaps I'll have better luck.
Geocaching--A Potential New Hobby For Me?
While reviewing some pricey iPhone apps today, I came across one involving called iPhone Geocaching from Groundspeak. I was somewhat familiar with the hobby of Geocaching before now, but had never really paid it any serious attention for the simple fact that I don't own a GPS unit. At least, I thought I didn't. It turns out, the new iPhone 3GS I purchased last month gives me full GPS capability. Coupled with this new app, it would appear that I can get out there and play the game with everyone!
From Wikipedia:
"The first documented placement of a GPS-located cache took place on May 3, 2000, by Dave Ulmer of Beavercreek, Oregon. The location was posted on the Usenet newsgroup sci.geo.satellite-nav as 45°17.460′N 122°24.800′W / 45.291°N 122.4133°W. By May 6, 2000, it had been found twice and logged once (by Mike Teague of Vancouver, Washington). According to Dave Ulmer's message, the original stash was a black plastic bucket buried most of the way in the ground and contained software, videos, books, food, money, and a slingshot."
The main web site for this past time (is it a hobby or a sport?) is www.geocaching.org. According to this web site, there are, at present "1,004,652 active caches and an estimated 3-4 million geocachers worldwide." Now, that's an impressive amount of activity for a past time that began only ten years ago.
Chameleons "Winterrest" Performance Helps Raise Funds For New Orleans Work
As we've done now for over a dozen years running, the Chameleons performed at the Town of Chelmsford's Winterfest/Winterrest festivities at the First Parish UU Church on February 6, 2010. I've included photos taken by myself and Ariel of the event.
This year was especially rewarding, as our music helped the church volunteers raise almost $500 for the church youth to plan a trip to help with post-Katrina repairs in New Orleans.
Our new sound man, Ken Porter, did an incredible job. His equipment was unique--all speakers were mounted on a monopole behind us on stage. It allowed the performers to hear ourselves in exactly the same way our audience did.
As always, I'm a nervous wreck during these performances. But the rehearsals leading up to the show were certainly a lot of fun. I enjoy the comradeship with my steadfast friends.
[Shown here: Phil and Ken form the "locomotive" and "caboose" for an imaginary train for one of the child story-songs.]
Icon From The Past
I watched the movie Autumn the night before last. It was quite entertaining; it highlighted the rise and fall of a fictional Dot Com company called Landshark founded by two brothers--one, a computer techie-genius; the other, a sliver-tongued snake-oil businessman/CEO.
There's one scene from the movie that I especially liked--the business brother arrives at the startup company's offices to find every staff member huddled in the conference room around a laptop. When he enters, they try and hide what they've been looking at. It's the web site, FuckedCompany.com. FC's tagline was, "the official lubricant of the new economy." Anyway, in the movie, Landshark had made it onto FC; it reportedly had only a few weeks of operating capital left. As in the real world of the early 21st century, the report of the fictional company's demise in the movie plot is uncanningly accurate. Reports were more often supplied by insiders who had intimate knowledge of a company's upcoming F-d status.
When I tried calling up this iconic site this morning, I was greeted with a rather humorous statement from FC: "Fuckedcompany is... sorta fucked." Seems the FC is kaput. Sigh. It, along with the other iconic symbol from the movie--Omni Magazine--have been relagated to the /dev/null of history. I did find all the old archives of FC on archive.org. In fact, it appears that FC remained in business up until about August 11, 2008 until it, too became, well, F*cked.
Giving Thanks
Thanks god for the simple things in life.
I still remember the day that Ariel showed me how I could double-tie a knot in my shoe laces after she heard me complaining that they never stayed tied. I can only image the number of accumulated hours saved where I'm not bending over in awkward public places to re-tie my shoes after they've become undone.

