Getting Past the Guard at Garmin

B000A5Tat2.01. Sclzzzzzzz I love my Garmin c340 GPS unit. I've bragged about it. I've sold them to friends and MadeByMark.com readers. I'm what marketing theorists call an Enthusiastic Customer Evangelist -- someone who is passionate enough about a product to yammer on and on about it in public without being paid to do so.

I still love my Garmin c340. My love, however, does not extend to Garmin's tech support people ... who, over the course of the past three to four weeks, have done everything in their power to turn me against their company and products. Here's the story:

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Do Errors Always Favor the GOP?

In Florida, early voting is underway. According to voters, the electronic voting machines there are already crediting Democratic votes to Republican candidates.

Which brought to mind an interesting question. Does anyone know of a single report of a "malfunctioning" machine shifting votes from Republicans to Democrats?

UPDATE: More errors noted in early voting ... favoring Republicans. The county clerk assigned to monitor the machines continues to insist they're operating properly.

Dead Tivo - Follow Up

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As reported earlier, our newest addition to the family -- our beloved Tivo Series 3 HD -- gave up the ghost just three weeks after its arrival.

I dreaded my call to tech support, but all that dread turned out to be wasted energy. "Jeb" -- who I pictured, thanks to his name, as a shirtless country boy in denim overalls -- asked only one question ("Would you turn your Tivo off and back on again?") before agreeing to send a replacement.

The promised new Tivo arrived when promised. Once plugged in, it started right up.

Let's hope this one lasts more than three weeks.

Bush: We've Never Been 'Stay the Course!'

President Bush said yesterday his administration has never advocated a policy of "stay the course" in Iraq.

Is that true?

Tivo Series 3 - Early Death

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Today, suddenly and without warning, our brand spankin' new Tivo Series 3 HD box died.

When we turned it on this morning, the live television picture was frozen. Resetting the Tivo didn't help; the start-up sequence never got past the "Powering up" screen.

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A Year with A Mac

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Today marks the one-year anniversary of my big switch to the Mac. One year ago today, I tossed my Windows laptop into a drawer and fired up my new twelve-inch Mac PowerBook.

I would never have dreamed, back then, that it was possible to become so passionate about a machine.

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Top Ten Best Gadgets for your Home, Car, and Shower

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Clyde and I are the quintessential "early adopters" -- the sort of people who get giddy as schoolgirls the night before the new Tivo Series Three gets released to the public. Our home is a virtual showcase of personal technology. In our living room, kitchen, bathroom, and car, we've got a host of gadgets that make our life better.

Some of these have been on the market for ages, but many of our friends and family members haven't yet bought in to the technology. So, to make upgrading your life easier, (and to make it more likely that we'll find these creature comforts close at hand in your house when we visit), here's my list of ten essential gadgets for your home and car.

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Rewind those DVDs!

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Before returning those DVDs to VideoLibraryToGo.com or your local video store, please rewind them.

Who Killed the Electric Car?

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Just back from seeing one of the most frustrating movies of the year: Who Killed the Electric Car?

You've heard President Bush hyping a hydrogen fuel cell technology that will very likely never see the light of day. But long before President Bush took office, California passed a law requiring any auto maker who wanted to sell cars in that state to produce a certain number of "zero emissions" (in other words, "no fumes") cars. As a result, years ago, GM and other companies produced the EV1 -- a quiet, clean electric car.

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The Deal with CableCARDs

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If you're a cable t.v. subscriber, CableCARDs are probably the best technology you've never heard of. And there's a reason you've never heard of CableCARDs: the cable companies don't want you to know about them.

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Tivo Series 3 and HDMI Cables

Our Tivo Series 3 arrived on schedule today (more or less). It's a jewel, with a great amber display on front (to tell you what's being recorded) and a sleek new look overall.

Setup went quickly and easily over our home wireless network, with one important glitch. Both the Tivo Series 3 and our wonderful Samsung HDTV support HDMI -- the High Definition Media Interface. (Biggest benefit: one cable for crystal clear video and audio.) And, to Tivo's credit, the new Tivo Series 3 comes with a generous supply of cables, including the one you need to hook two HDMI-enabled boxes together.

We attached one end to the Tivo, the other end to our Samsung and saw ... nothing. I mean nothing. Our television told us "Signal Not Found," and the Tivo Series 3 said merely, "HDMI - Not Active."

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Tivo Limbo

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Ah, the Tivo Series 3 HD -- all that freshly-baked Tivo goodness, plus the hypnotic clarity of high definition television! It's a couch potato's dream machine.

So, naturally, we ordered one from Tivo.com on Monday, the first day the boxes were offered for sale on the street. Clyde, knowing that I am not the Earth's most patient soul, even chipped in for overnight delivery.

And then ... the Tivo never came. Five days later, I'm still waiting. According to HDBeat, many other Tivo fanatics -- all of whom, like me, have shelled out $800 bucks to get the first ones -- haven't gotten theirs, either. To add insult to injury, the boxes are showing up on the shelves of Best Buy faster than Tivo.com can ship them to early adopters comme moi.

Dear Tivo.com: if you are going to keep any people happy, it should not be the slobs who shop at Best Buy. it should be the obsessed, slightly deranged, and unbalanced Tivo fanatics who shelled out top dollar for yer freakin' boxes within ten minutes of your announcing their availability.

(You know us. We're the same folks who, when we love you, rhapsodize about the glories of Tivo on our widely-read blogs, but who, when spurned, start posting rants to the Internets.)

UPDATE: Friday, we got an email apologizing for the delay, along with a promise to refund our shipping costs and send out the unit by end of day. (Do we still get next-day delivery? The note doesn't say. Grrrr.) As of today, we still haven't received a confirmation of shipment, or a Tivo. Oh, the humanity.

I'm starting to think "Tivo" stands for "Today, It's Very Overdue."

UPDATE: Clyde got email late Saturday night telling us our Tivo left Dallas Friday and should arrive Monday.

Lie by Lie

What, exactly, did the President know before declaring war on Iraq? When, exactly, was the decision made to go to war with Iraq? Was Saddam in possession of weapons of mass destruction? And do the terrorists really hate us for our freedom?

Keeping track of who knew what -- and when they knew it -- is a messy business. Thank heaven for Lie by Lie, an interactive timeline that draws on well-documented sources to show exactly what our President and his staff knew by a given date.

Spend a little time fiddling with the controls, whisk yourself backward and forward in time, and watch in horror as creeping cronies and "New World Order" radical fundamentalists strip America of her democracy.

Malco Grandview Bringing Art Cinema Back to Jackson, Madison

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The sky is full of winged piglets! The moon is an exquisite shade of blue! The Devil's shoveling snow off his driveway!

In case you have trouble discerning the meaning of signs such as these, I'll spell it out for you: the new Malco Grandview Cinema is positioning itself as Jackson's source for "the finest in alternative cinema for Madison and Greater Jackson. Yep, that's right -- art films. In Jackson! (Well, if you want to be technical about it, near Jackson.)

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Greatest Hits: From Room to Lobby

In Ireland, our Priceline room was inexpensive -- but quite a stroll from the front door.

I found this clip while assembling other video today, and thought I'd share it, just for jollies.

Calling All Mississippi Bloggers

Got a blog? Want to meet other bloggers? According to a tiny paper sign in the window at Broadstreet Cafe and this article on Donna Ladd's Lounge Blog, Mississippi bloggers are converging on Broadstreet this coming Tuesday, August 15th, at 6:30.

Apple Bluetooth Wireless Mighty Mouse at Amazon.com

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Friends claim that Clyde and i won't buy anything unless we can get it delivered from Amazon.com. You won't be surprised, then, to know that I chose to order my Apple Bluetooth Wireless Mighty Mouse from Amazon.com instead of the online Apple Store or our local CompUSA.

If you're an Amazon.com customer as well, be aware that Amazon.com's claims about the unit's availability are greatly exaggerated. Currently, the mouse is still listed as "usually ships in two or three days." My personal order, though, is now more than a week old -- and still hasn't been filled. Worse, my Amazon.com order tracker tells me the mouse now has an estimated delivery date of October 2.

This isn't the first time I've ordered items labeled as "ships in 1 to 3 days," only to discover they may take months to ship. If you're eager for your wireless Mighty Mouse, you might want to shop elsewhere.

Want to Work for Video Library?

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Video Library, the coolest video store evah, is looking for one new part-time employee and one new full-time employee. If you love movies and enjoy helping people connect with movies they'll love ... one of these positions could be the perfect job for you.

A video store has most of its traffic on weekend nights, weekend days, and weekday nights, so, if you're looking for a M-F 9-5 gig, neither of these positions will be right for you. But if your schedule is flexible, there are great perks -- including access to thousands of great movies. The full-time position even offers health insurance.

You'll need to live in the Jackson, MS, metro area, have your own transportation, and be willing to become a part of an inclusive, positive work environment. Previous work experience and applicants with references are preferred. The ability to work the hours outlined above is required.

If you'd like to join the team -- or if you know someone who might like to -- drop me a line at mark@hismailbox.com with your name and contact info (name, phone, email address). I'll forward everything on to the hiring manager, and he'll contact you to schedule an appointment for an interview.

Even if You Don't Like STAR WARS...

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... you'll probably get a kick out of this short clip. Thanks to clever editing, Darth Vader appears to be provoking one of his minions by repeatedly cutting the poor devil's update short. (Via Boing Boing) While you're at it, check out the perils and frustrations faced by Chad Vader, Shift Leader at your local grocery store.

No NutraSweet, Splenda, or HFCS for Me, Please

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About three months ago, Clyde and I both decided to eliminate artificial sweeteners and products containing high-fructose corn syrup from our diets. Why did we do this? What's happened since then? Here's a little background on our experiment, along with some interesting results.

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Poster-Size Digital Enlargements from ThePosterPlace.com

On Trading Spaces, Frank, Laurie, and the other designers are always decorating with poster-size enlargements of digital photos. It's a great idea! In fact, if you've got a halfway decent digital camera, you've very likely got all the images you need to launch your own personal art gallery. All you need, really, is someone to print the enlargements for you.

A well-equipped Kinko's can handle the task. But when I went looking for someone to print a series of 24x36 posters for Video Library, Kinko's wanted seventy bucks per print. You can get away with that kind of gouging when folks are in a hurry, but this case, I had time to wait. So, with an eye toward getting great posters at a bargain price, I fired up Google and went shopping. Here's what I found out.

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The Hometown Advantage

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The Clarion Ledger, our hometown paper, recently ran an article extolling the wonders of Netflix, an online video rental service. The article mentions my family's video store, Video Library, noting, "[At] least one Jackson company, Video Library, has entered the movies-through-the-mail business."

It's a shame that's all the Clarion Ledger had to say about Video Library ... because, as a local company, VideoLibraryToGo.com offers Jackson-area residents real advantages over Netflix.

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Your City's 10 Best Eateries

I get around. And while I'm on the go ... I eat.

I try to avoid fast food, so I'm always on the lookout for the sort of sweet, secret eateries that only locals are savvy enough to know. So it occurred to me: why not ask MadeByMark.com readers to work up quick lists of the ten or so best eateries in and around your hometown?

That way, when I travel to your city -- as I inevitably will -- I'll have a short list of great restaurants to try. When you travel to other cities, you can check the comments associated with this entry ... and take advantage of the tips others have left behind.

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The Unfortunate Advertorial

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In the Clarion-Ledger's Mississippi Weekend pull-out section, you'll frequently see glowing, one-page reviews of Jackson-area restaurants, complete with photos and food ratings.

Or, at least, they look like one-page reviews. But they're not. In fine print at the top of the page, the feature is labeled an advertorial.

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Apple Mail.App Trick - Quoting Text in eMail Replies

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I have the feeling that everyone else in the universe knows about this, but me ... but, just in case this trick has escaped your attention, too, here goes:

When replying to an email, I often like to quote back a portion of the sender's original message. Like most email programs, Apple's Mail.app can be set up to insert the entire contents of an original message as a specially highlighted block of quoted text whenever the "Reply" button is clicked.

But what do you do when you want to quote just a small portion of the original email?

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Economic Reasons why Iraq isn't Working

Here's a short, relatively easy-to-read article explaining why U.S. efforts to rebuild Iraq are doomed to failure.

Logoworks Works

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With Video Library redefining itself -- moving to a more streamlined space, positioning itself to offer 'Movies by Mail, and offering movies exclusively on DVD -- the time came to rethink the company name and logo. After all, Video Library has been Video Library, paired with some version of the little clapboard logo, for twenty-five years.

When the owners went looking for new logo ideas, I referred them to LogoWorks. At the LogoWorks website, you fill out a survey, telling the designers about your business. Part of the survey involves paging through their gallery of designs, noting the ones you like best.

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Pass on Pirates

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Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest has already earned more than $132 million dollars. (That's almost three times what Superman Returns earned during its opening weekend.)

it's also one of the most perfectly dreadful, exquisitely boring, relentlessly plodding films I've ever had the pleasure of walking out of.

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Dispatches from the Edge

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To pass time during our six-hour round-trip to New Albany for the family 4th of July celebration, Clyde and I listened to Anderson Cooper's new book, Dispatches from the Edge.

In the book, against a backdrop of man-made and natural disasters (like Bosnia and Katrina), Anderson struggles to make sense of his life's most painful events (including his father's untimely death and his brother's suicide).

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Drink Recipe: Darden Breeze

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It's July 4th. Guests lounging on the screened-in-porch are clamoring for cool drinks. You've offered sea breezes (cranberry juice, crushed lemons, a touch of vodka), only to find, after taking orders for eight of 'em, that you're slap out of Ocean Spray.

What do you do?

If you're Clyde's resourceful Mom, you root around in the refrigerator and whip up Darden Breezes. Named for the lake where the family Fourth of July celebration takes place, the Darden Breeze calls for:

- 1 ounce of vodka
- 3 ounces of Gatorade Rain

- 5 or 6 tiny bits of freshly-chopped lemon and lime

There's something delightfully perverse about a sports beverage laced with alcohol. (I've already got ads in mind, featuring high-powered athletes careening down the field: weaving, reeling, and passing out.)

I had a sip; given that I can't stand the taste of Gatorade, the concoction was surprisingly tasty. One refreshed guest pronounced the Darden Breeze "the best drink I've ever had."

Darden Breezes, anyone?

Blogging for Dollars with PayPerPost.com

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With the exception of pennies earned through Google AdWords and Amazon.com associate links, most personal blogs aren't money makers. PayPerPost.com wants to change that by pairing bloggers with advertisers willing to pay blog owners five to ten bucks to sell their souls and shill for the man to post glowing, enthusiastic, corporate-approved product reviews to their web sites.

My recommendations are not for sale, but I decided to sign on to PayPerPost.com to see what all the fuss is about. Once I registered, I was able to browse PayPerPost.com's library of advertiser-sponsored "blogging opportunities."

All eighteen of 'em.

Predictably, PayPerPost.com is offering ten bucks for reviews of their service. Online dating service Match.com will pay $5.00 for fifty words about their matchmaking website. Several political blogs want to build buzz (some offering a whopping $2.50 for a 40-word post). And I wonder how many of the blogs writing about DaBreakUpSong.com are being paid $5.00 a pop to do so?

(Not many, yet ... as of tonight, Google.com shows no pages making reference to the site at all.)

Just in case you're wondering: while this post technically qualifies me for a big 'ol paycheck of $7.50 (I did talk about PayPerPost.com and DaBreakUpSong.com, after all), I'm not on the take, nor will I be.

So: how about it? What do you think about bloggers willing to post positive takes on corporate products in exchange for a buck or two?

A Reason to Keep Blogging

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I've been writing MadeByMark.com posts for almost six years. Lately, I've been thinking it's time to wrap things up.

I took the past week off, in fact, with an eye toward closing up shop. Some of my reasons for moving on include:

- The pressure of regular posts. For years, the goal has been to post once a day, every day. Lately, days go by before I even think of posting. Is that a sign that I'm ready to move on?

- The business of blogging. These days, everybody and his uncle has a blog -- and many of them are blogging for profit. Personal blogs, like MadeByMark.com, are vastly overshadowed by high-profile, team-written pro blogs (like the wonderful BoingBoing) or high-profile digital community darlings (like Kottke.org).

- The time and energy equation. i invest a lot of time and energy in this site. More and more, I'm coming to understand that time and energy are limited commodities. Does the emotional satisfaction I get from writing the site justify the investment of my time and energy?

- The schedule question. I know myself well enough to know I work best when working according to a schedule. So: when's the best time to work MadeByMark.com into my daily writing schedule? Morning? Evening? I'm not sure.

Thinking along these lines eventually led me to the ultimate question: Why am I writing MadeByMark.com in the first place?

In the end, the truth is this: I write MadeByMark.com because I'm painfully aware that, second by second, I'm using up this thing called life. My blog entries are a bread-crumb trail -- a record, however sketchy, of where I've been, or what I was interested in, or which obsession gripped me last Tuesday.

More importantly, perhaps: I really do want people to know that, through the end of the 20th and the beginning of the 21st centuries, there was this guy named Mark. He loved this guy named Clyde. The two of them, despite all the odds against doing so, managed to put together a really fantastic life.

That story is not exactly the kind of thing that gets featured in newspapers (or the celebrity-obsessed gay press). After all, we're just two people who found each other. We're living comfortable, normal, happy lives.

And then it hit me: the one thing I really have to offer you -- the one thing you can't get anywhere else, ever -- is the tale of who I am, and who I love, and how the world looks through this pair of eyes. The best and most efficient way to offer that to you -- to anyone, really -- is through MadeByMark.com.

So: here I am again, banging away at the keys, writing a post. I'm sticking with the site -- for now, anyway -- and looking at more efficient ways to do what I'm doing.

Meantime: thanks for stopping by. If you feel moved, you can support my efforts by leaving a comment, by dropping me a line (at mark@hismailbox.com) or, as Clyde would be quick to remind you, by clicking an Amazon.com associates link or two. (That's my Clyde -- always the businessman.)

Little-Known Facts You Should Know about Voting

From "20 Amazing Facts about Voting in the USA":

• 80% of all votes are counted by two companies: Diebold and ES&S. ES&S counts about 60% of all votes.

• The Vice President of Diebold and the President of ES&S are brothers.

• The Chairman and CEO of Diebold is a major Bush campaign organizer and donor.

• Five convicted felons, employed as consultants and developers, were hired by Diebold to create the code that counted 50% of the votes in thirty states. Jeff Dean, a Diebold consultant, was convicted of planting "back doors" in his software -- sophisticated code allowing subtle, undetectable manipulation of data.

• International election observers were not allowed to observe elections held in Ohio -- the state where Diebold is based, and the state the CEO of Diebold promised to "deliver" to the president in 2004.

• All -- not some, but all -- voting machine errors detected and reported in Florida favored Republican candidates. The results of the Florida elections are so mathematically improbable, experts are recommending further investigation.

More facts -- documented with links -- here.

State of Emergency

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A friend picks up his mother at the Jackson International Airport. As they walk to the car, she glances around nervously. "It's almost dark. Are you sure we can get to your house safely?"

My friend is stunned by the question. "What?"

"Your sister called before I arrived," his mother explains. "She told me about the state of emergency. Aren't you worried about getting shot?"

* * * * *

Last week, Jackson Mayor Frank Melton did, indeed, declare a state of emergency, saying that violent crime was so rampant and so widespread in our city that the National Guard was needed to enforce the law. (Fortunately, the Mayor's plans to activate the Guard -- plans that fell well outside his legal powers, despite his claims that he only needed notify the Governor "as a courtesy" -- were quickly and appropriately put to rest by Governor Barbour.)

That phrase, "state of emergency," paints a dark and desperate picture. After Hurricane Katrina, New Orleans, with thousands of people stranded, drowning, and starving, was in a state of emergency. In response to the growing success of the insurgency in Iraq, the government there declared a state of emergency. When flood waters engulf a city -- as they are even today, in Maryland -- the local officials declare a state of emergency.

So, when people outside the city of Jackson hear our Mayor tell the press he's declaring a "state of emergency," they imagine Jackson to be a city under siege: drug lords with machine guns ruling the streets, businesses and residences in flames, and the last of the Good White Residents being dragged off into the underbrush to be raped and murdered by swarthy people of indeterminate ethnicity.

This simply isn't happening.

Jackson is, for all practical purposes, pretty much what it has always been. Power, water, and gas are freely available. Retail establishments flourish. Restaurants are packed. The perpetual reconstruction of I-55 continues unabated. People are at work, at church, and at school. Frankly? If you could travel back in time to the Jackson of ten years ago, you wouldn't see much difference between now and then.

Life here in Jackson can be described with many phrases -- but "state of emergency" simply isn't among them.

* * * * *

That said: we do have an emergency on our hands, and it's one we brought on ourselves when we elected Frank Melton as our Mayor.

In our defense, we can only note that, at first, all that tough talk about "the bottom line" and personal accountability sounded really good. The media's coverage of Melton the Candidate did not probe deep enough to reveal the man's paranoid, delusional state of mind. (I do recall at least one person who knew Melton well telling me, prior to the election, that "the man's crazy ... folks in Jackson who haven't been around him much just don't know it.")

Since he has taken office, though, we've seen his behavior become increasingly bizarre:

- He likes to play dress-up, donning spare riot gear and (illegally) posing as a policeman.

- He spends an inordinate amount of time breaking down doors of strip clubs, after which he likes to linger in the dressing rooms and lecture the ladies.

- He (illegally) stops school buses to indulge a bizarre whim to "hug the children."

- He storms private homes in the middle of the night.

- He feels the need to carry a firearm at all times -- and insists he should be able to do so, even on commercial airliners, where doing so is illegal.

And now, of course, he's at the center of our "state of emergency," calling for a thirty-one day spate of mandatory curfews (despite the fact the length of a mayor-initiated state of emergency for a maximum of five days).

Mayor Melton is increasingly out of touch with reality, and his actions reveal that, while he claims to be keen on enforcing laws, he's not much interested in obeying them himself.

Like more and more Jacksonians, I'm convinced there's only one sure way to put an end to our current state of emergency:

Impeach the Mayor.

Warning - Do Not Install Procrastinatr

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Today, The Unofficial Apple Weblog (or TUAW) posted an article urging readers to download a new productivity application called "Procrastinatr." Don't do it.

Procrastinatr is a script that will do only one thing: attack every appointment in your iCal calendar -- birthdays, doctor's appointments, meeting reminders, everything -- and shift the due dates forward by one week. To recover from the attack, you'll have to manually reset every single appointment on your calendar. (Alternatively, you may also select "Undo" or press Command-Z over and over again until each of your appointments and to-do items have been restored.)

UPDATE: A fix (of sorts) was quickly posted on TUAW -- a script that will shift due dates backward by one week. While this is a nice gesture, it won't work for those of you who began manually correcting your appointments and to-do items. After running the "fix," manually corrected items will have due dates and appointment times one week earlier.

[Editor's Note: I've removed the post I originally made, replacing it with the following text. -- MM]

The whole Procrastinatr fiasco -- and the variety of responses to it -- raises interesting questions about ethics, morality, and trust. For example:

1) Does attaching a "warning label" to Procrastinatr absolve its author, Brian Sutorius, from any responsibility for the damage the software causes?

Brian Sutorius, the 20-year-old college junior who created Procrastinatr, did include a READ ME file with the program. In addition to paragraphs of bold text hawking the benefits of the software, there is one final paragraph, in a tiny gray font, describing the program's effects, and concluding, "Just don't run it."

Many people leaving comments on the TUAW weblog -- and, based on recent revisions to the Procrastinatr website, Mr. Sutorius himself -- feel that, having attached this kind of warning to Procrastinatr, Mr. Sutorius has done all he is obligated to do.

By this logic, Mr. Sutorius could also bake poisoned brownies, conceal a "POISON" label on the bottom of the platter, leave them out for public consumption -- and be absolved of all blame because "stupid people" failed to investigate fully. Or a car maker could produce a car deliberately designed to explode -- but protect itself from lawsuits by noting, in the fine print in the back of the owner's manual, "This car will explode six weeks from purchase. Our recommendation: just don't buy it."

It's true that Mr. Sutorius' program does not endanger life or limb. That said: even if, as he claims, Mr. Sutorius designed Procrastinatr as "a prank" to play on friends, the fact remains that Mr. Sutorius designed and distributed software he knew would attack the user's most personal, most precious data.

While foisting all responsibility for the damage on the users who installed his software has a certain facile appeal, I think doing so avoids the more important question: does warning others that a program is malicious absolve the creator of all responsibility for having written it?

2) Is Mr. Sutorius, in fact, a hero?

Many commenters on TUAW suggested that Mr. Sutorius has "done us all a favor" by reminding us how "vulnerable" we all are. A similar sentiment holds that, by creating Procrastinatr, Mr. Sutorius has made a point about the "value of regular backups." In essence, these comments position Mr. Sutorius as a hero.

It's true that fewer viruses and Trojan horses have been written for Apple computers. It's true that many Apple computer users are, as a result, less careful about virus protection than they should be. It's also true that many people do not back up their data as religiously as they should.

It's pretty clear, however, that even Mr. Sutorius did not design Procrastinatr as an object lesson in precautionary computing. Mr. Sutorius himself claims again and again that Procrastinatr was "a prank," "a joke" intended for his friends, that got out of hand. (Whether we believe such statements are honest is, in fact, another issue entirely.)

Diligence, wariness, and caution can be good traits. One has to marvel, though, at the mindset that transforms someone who designed deliberately destructive software (and who continues to offer it for download, despite the fact it could be sent to others stripped of any "warnings") as a community hero.

3) Shouldn't we give Mr. Sutorius credit for apologizing?

It's true that Mr. Sutorius has posted an apology of sorts. He's "sorry about [our] calendars," and he's "sorry this practical joke got blown out of proportion." In other words, Mr. Sutorius regrets that your calendar has been scrambled, and he claims to regret that a post of TUAW made his program so widely available. This is a classic example of the "Republican apology" -- an expression of regret that assumes no personal responsibility.

Is he sorry he created the software and made it available? If so, he hasn't said so -- and the fact that Procrastinatr is still available for download would seem to indicate that, if anything, he stands by both the creation of Procrastinatr and his decision to make it available (with warnings attached).

4) Shouldn't we give Mr. Sutorius credit for posting a fix?

Many people feel Mr. Sutorius deserves credit for quickly providing TUAW with a fix (edited by another TUAW reader) in the TUAW comments, his personal website, and the current version of the Procrastinatr website.

It was good of Mr. Sutorius to make an attempt to undo what his program had done. (As noted before, it's a fix that only works if one has not made any effort to correct Procrastinatr's damage entry-by-entry.)

One has to marvel, though, at the mindset that wants to give Mr. Sutorius credit for reversing damage he inflicted. Would we give a bomber credit for sticking around to bandage the wounds of those injured by his bomb? Oh, yeah ... he's a great guy!

5) Shouldn't we forgive David Chartier, who recommended Procrastinatr to readers? After all, everyone makes mistakes!

Mr. Chartier is the paid employee of TUAW who posted a glowing recommendation of Procrastinatr, telling readers, "this handy little app can help you make molehills out of mountains." In retrospect, this certainly was a mistake -- something Mr. Chartier has said again and again.

While it's true that "everyone makes mistakes," it's also true that some mistakes are more egregious than others. Spilling coffee on a friend's term paper is a mistake. Forgetting a spouse's birthday is a mistake. Hey -- we all make 'em!

But it's also true that not all mistakes are created equal ... and the severity of a mistake is generally determined by the degree of its impact. If I spill coffee on a friend's term paper, for example, I can clean up, offer to type the paper over, and, if I must, explain any delays to his professor.

Unfortunately, though, Mr. Chartier's mistake -- failing to scrutinize the program adequately, recommending it without having done so, pointing thousands of readers to it, and harming the reputation of TUAW in the process -- has a scope beyond the sort of shenanigans that can be rectified by saying, "Ooops!"

(We should note Mr. Chartier claims his use of Google Calendar's synching technology convinced him Procrastinatr had no effect other than opening the user's calendar. He now claims he passed along Procrastinatr as a wry joke: "Want to stop procrastinating? Open your calendar!" Given that TUAW has a practice of tagging humorous posts with a HUMOR tag, neglecting to add the HUMOR tag to his entry was yet another mistake on his part.)

Mr. Chartier made a mistake with the potential to impact thousands of readers. His mistake was rooted in a failure to do his job with "due diligence" and a minimum standard of journalistic integrity.

TUAW editors seem to feel posting an apology and a fix should put an end to the entire affair. One wonders, though: if abandoning standards and endangering the data of thousands of readers was not a dismissal offense ... what would be?

6) In expressing my own displeasure over Mr. Sutorius and Mr. Chartier's actions, did I go too far?

When I noticed that Procrastinatr was dangerous, I quickly began trying to find out everything I could about its origin. In less than ten minutes, Google led me to Mr. Sutorius' identity, photographs, weblog, and email address. I then posted his email address to the public forums on TUAW.

Some -- including Mr. Sutorius himself, in an email he sent minutes after I posted that comment -- claim that, in posting this information to TUAW, I went too far. Commenters here on MadeByMark labeled me as "mean" and "a stalker."

I do not regret finding and posting Mr. Sutorius' weblog URL and email link to the comments on TUAW. First: before allowing me to download Procrastinatr, Mr. Sutorius' web forms required me to submit my own name and email address. (He claims all the addresses he received, along with the account they have been sent to, have been deleted. I have not, however, scoured his claim for disclaimers ... so who knows whether he's being straightforward or not?) Surely someone asking for this information from others should be inclined to respond in kind?

More to the point, however: Mr. Sutorius created Procrastinatr. He owns it. It's his baby. Shouldn't people with complaints about a product should be able to express those complaints to the provider?

Finally: the information I posted was neither private nor secret. Anyone with access to Google has access to that information. I find it ironic that the people praising Mr. Surtorius for "reminding us all of the dangers of the Internet" are not similarly inclined to praise me for reminding us all of the potential danger an index like Google poses to personal privacy.

As for Mr. Chartier: I have very harshly criticized him for his "mistake," and have gone so far as to say in public forums that I feel he should be fired. I stand by these sentiments, and do not apologize for them.

That said: I do wish to apologize for the tone I took in my posts. I characterized Mr. Sutorius' photoblog as "a tired little photoblog" -- a comment that was unnecessarily personal and that failed to uphold my own personal standards.

I also apologize to Mr. Sutorius for sending him an email that called him a jerk. At the time, while staring down at the wreck his program had made of my carefully-researched calendar of more than 250 friends', business associates', and relatives' birthdays and anniversaries, I was, shall we say, overwrought.

Perhaps I need to post a disclaimer in fine print at the bottom of this site: If you create software designed to screw with my personal information, even if you warn me about it, I will do my best to discover a means of contacting you and, before I cool down, I will likely share that information with others and do all I can to hold you accountable for your actions.

Hmmm. I wonder: would my posting such a warning absolve me from any responsibility for my actions and convert Mr. Sutorius and Mr. Chartier into "stupid people" who "got what they deserved?"

In the Stars

V145   Astrology Map World

I started a study of astrology today.

Most people are surprised to learn that someone who works so intimately with Tarot doesn't know beans about astrology. Fact is, while I've got what I'd call a "basic astrological vocabulary" and can recognize connections between key Tarot concepts and their astrological parallels, I have a lot to learn ... even about the basics.

Will I become an astrologer? Right now, I'm just curious; the things I learn will likely end up in a book at some point, of course.

If you share my curiosity, you might want to pick up a copy of the Oracle of the Radiant Sun, a set of "astrology cards" from Caroline Smith and John Astrop. The deck itself is really beautiful ... but the little book that comes with the deck contains some of the most straightforward, simple, and easy-to-follow breakdowns of astrology basics I've ever seen. (Better than most of those included in 'beginner's astrology books,' trust me.)

Take, for example, these three basic concepts: planets, houses, and signs. From the book: "Each house governs a certain realm of life experience ... each planet is associated with certain functions or actions ... and each sign influences the nature of style of an action." While the book goes into much greater detail on each of these concepts, this kind of clear, concise summary really comes in handy to folks like me.

Big Box o' Tarot - Photos

We've opened and processed one of the four boxes of Tarot decks won in a recent eBay auction. You can see photos of the best of Box 1 up on flickr.

Gaaaaandolf!

I am rolling in the floor over this video clip. I can't explain why. That scares me, a little.

$3555 Worth of Tarot Decks

Okay, so, the other day, Clyde spent $3550.00 on Tarot decks.

You read that correctly: Clyde spent $3550.00 on Tarot decks.

Well, in truth, it was a joint effort. About two weeks ago, a curious listing appeared on eBay: a lot of more than 200 Tarot decks, many of which were out-of-print or hard-to-find. I saw this as a sort of dream come true; Clyde, great businessman that he is, saw this as an opportunity to:

1) snag a few great decks for me, and

2) offer the others for sale on Amazon.com and eBay.

So: today, somewhere in Illinois, a UPS truck laden with five huge boxes of Tarot decks is rumbling toward my doorstep. We expect delivery on Wednesday or so ... and I can't wait to see that many decks in one place at one time!

If you're into Tarot -- especially if you're into out-of-print or hard-to-find decks -- you really should watch TarotTools.com for "The List": a comprehensive listing of every deck from the auction, complete with the following information:

- the deck's title
- the deck's condition
- links to the Amazon.com or eBay page where the deck is for sale

I'll be posting the list within a week or so. Meantime, over at TarotTools.com, I've posted a little FAQ designed to answer all the questions we've been getting via email about the auction and the decks. Enjoy!

Mentos Mania

Okay, so you've seen the videos featuring suburban kids creating impromptu rockets and bombs out of nothing more than Diet Coke and Mentos, right? (If not, here are a few.)

But have you seen the Dancing Waters of the Bellagio recreated with nothing more than Diet Coke and Mentos?

And, more importantly, have you seen that video where the girl drinks two liters of Pepsi, gulps a fistful of Mentos, and jumps up and down just to see what will happen?

Objects of Desire - Panasonic TZ1


Panasonic Lumix TZ1

Ah, the Panasonic Lumix TZ1 -- so compact, so capable, so powerful, so perfect for all my purposes! In a form factor no bigger than my Canon PowerShot A80, the Panasonic TZ1 packs in a 10x zoom and a wide-screen movie mode.

When I bought my PowerShot A80 (with its puny 3x zoom), I had no idea how much I'd miss the 10x optical zoom feature on my old Sony. For those unfamiliar with zoom powers: with a 3x zoom, you can stand ten feet from your friends, zoom in, and crop out the background. With a 10x zoom, you can stand ten feet from your friends, zoom in, and fill the frame with one person's left nostril.

Since switching to the Canon PowerShot A80 with a 3x zoom, my pictures are still sharp and clear ... but far less dramatic.

Problem is, until now, 10x optical zooms have always added a great deal to the size and weight of digital cameras -- making them impossible to stuff them in your pocket and forget about them. But thanks to elfin magic called "folding optics" and "prisms," the Panasonic TZ1 manages to squeeze a 10x optical zoom into a flat, thin form factor that makes the hearts of technonerds everywhere go all aflutter.

Powerful zooms, dozens of pre-set image settings, a fat LCD screen for composing pictures, true wide-screen digital video, your choice of four body colors ... what's not to love about this camera? (At this writing, the people at CompUSA have banned me from the store for licking the display model. It's sad, but true.)

So anyone in the market for a cheap, almost-new Canon PowerShot A80? Let me know.

Fourteen

With two good friends in tow, we're off to Vancouver to celebrate our fourteenth anniversary.

This is our first trip to Vancouver, where stunning sights await around every corner: the water, the mountains, the clouds boiling up out of the Pacific. The weather is cool but not cold, with grey mornings and partly cloudy afternoons. Locals make up for the lack of sunshine with their sunny dispositions -- I swear, I think everyone in Vancouver has taken a hit of ecstasy earlier in the day.

During our first half-day, we do our usual thing: finding the local art cinema and taking in a show: in this case, the unpredictable, dark, but very funny Art House Confidential. The pan-Asain cuisine is so good at the Red Door, we go back again for lunch the next day. Thursday night ends with a fine vegetarian Indian dinner: samosas, a veggie vindaloo, and a spicy plate of chopped carrots and potatoes in a sauce the color of glowing embers.

Friday, we pick up W. and D. and, after welcoming them to Vancouver with the afore-mentioned lunch at the Red Door, we spend the rest of the afternoon prowling Stanley Park. We're a bit late in the day, so the venue is uncrowded ... except for the wild raccoons, who waddle up out of the undergrowth to rummage for food. We miss the horse-drawn carriage rides, but our spin around the park in the rental car ferries us to each sight just as well.

Friday night, we eat dinner at the Top of Vancouver Restaurant, surrounded by a wrap-around panorama of Vancouver at sunset. The food's ridiculously pricey -- twenty-four dollars for a small bowl of pasta in red sauce, for example -- and not as authentic as what might be served at any Macaroni Grill in America ... but the view is spectacular, especially as the city lights come on.

Today: we're off to Granville Island for a foodie tour of the huge market, then on to other adventures later in the day. Photos and updates later!

What Celebrity Do You Most Resemble?

At MyHeritage.com, you can use "facial recognition software" to compare a personal photo to a database of celebrity pictures. Seconds later, the site serves up a list of celebrities you resemble most.

Though I briefly wondered whether the site might be collecting photos to add to the illegal NSA telephone database, I went ahead and uploaded this snapshot:

Mark-Paris
Mark in Paris

Here are my personal results:

Gsinese
Gary Sinese

Newman
Newman!

Deforrest
Dr. McCoy

Timcurry
Tim Curry


Accurate? You tell me. Meanwhile, are you bold enough to upload your own photos ... and post here the names of the actors you most resemble?

Tomorrow's News Today - 2004 Elections Illegally Manipulated

I know that, when I talk about the 2004 election being stolen, my friend roll their eyes and say, "That Mark. Next, he'll be wearing tin foil hats and talking with visiting aliens."

But, as the MainStream Media begins to awaken from its six-year slumber, the first hints that this story is about to break are appearing in print (and not just on obsessive left-wing blogs, where the story has been covered for years):

The New York Times -- for the last six years, one of the biggest shills and loudest supporters of President Bush's war in Iraq -- has finally run an article on the security holes in Diebold's voting machines.

The Washington Post carried a story about officials in numerous states demanding additional security measures for Diebold electronic voting machines.

Even the Wall Street Journal (which makes their content hard to link to) published an article last week that noted, "Some former backers of the technology seek a return to paper ballots, citing glitches and fraud fears."

As freepress.org notes, these papers could have run these stories back in 2004, when hundreds of Ohio voters reported that Diebold machines reassigned their Kerry votes to Bush ... or back when Diebold officials sent a letter to Bush, promising to deliver Ohio for Bush in the 2004 election. Better late than never, I suppose.

Meantime, everyday Americans, too, may be waking up to the fact that the current President was never elected. The latest polls show that, except for those who get their news exclusively from Fox News (ahem), at least 39% of Americans believe the 2004 election was rigged.

Why Seal the Border with Mexico?

Remember when the idea of "democracy" was about walls coming down?

No more. In tonight's press conference, President Bush will announce the militarization of the American border. His plan includes dispatching the National Guard (or, at least, those National Guard personnel we haven't yet shipped off to the hamburger-maker we call Iraq) to "supplement civilian patrols" of our southern border.

Another feature of the plan? Building a wall.

In every movie you've ever seen, what two things line the borders of countries with oppressive dictators?

Soldiers and walls.

"But wait," you say. "Just this morning, National Security Advisor Stephen Hadley expressly said, 'This is not about militarizing the border.'"

What you're forgetting is that the Bush Administration always plainly and clearly telegraphs exactly what it will do by first insisting what it will not do.

Case in point: in January and February, the President and Michael Hayden both insisted that the NSA's call-tracking program was not being used to track domestic calls. Now that USA Today has broken the story that the NSA is, in fact, tracking all domestic calls ... the administration's statements have shifted from "It isn't being done" to "We've done nothing illegal."

Tonight, President Bush is going to sell you the militarization of the border using the only currency he has to spend: fear, uncertainty, and doubt. He will tell you the soldiers and walls are necessary to protect the security of our nation. He will tell you these "enhanced security measures" are needed to shut out terrorists.

Don't you believe it, not even for a minute.

The "Border Ploy" has one purpose, and one purpose only: an untrustworthy President with a plummeting approval rating hopes this story will distract you from ...

- the NSA call monitoring scandal
- efforts to bury this weekend's indictment of Karl Rove
- the escalating mess in Iraq
- plans to start a war with Iran
- Diebold's admission that machines used in the 2000 and 2004 elections were compromised.

Don't let him do it. When Republican shills and Mainstream Media puppets ask you, "How will you personally support the President's agenda to keep America's borders safe?" reply, "With the mess in Iraq and rumors of stolen elections, America has bigger problems than securing our border with Mexico, and anyone with an ounce of sense knows that."

Mass Eavesdropping and Easily Altered Elections

Welcome to America! Land of the free! Where our citizens conduct their daily lives without the fear of Big Brother watching over their shoulders!

Or ... not.

USA Today (finally) gave front-page coverage to one of the most sinister stories in recent memory: with the full cooperation of America's telephone companies (with the single exception of Qwest), the government has built the "world's largest database."

What's in it? Your home and cellular call activity. When you call. Who you call. Where they live.

Earlier, government officials lied to us, claiming the monitoring effort, as part of the "War on Terror," was directed only at individuals making international calls. As recently as January 2006, President Bush assured you, "We will not listen inside this country."

In February, Michael Hayden, your new CIA director (appointed earlier this week by President Bush), said, "This is not about intercepting conversations between people in the United States." He went on to stress that monitoring efforts were strictly focused on international calls among suspected terrorists, claiming, "We don't have the time or the lawful authority to do anything except that."

So what are we going to do with liars like these? Vote 'em out?

Um, no. Because, in other news today, there's more evidence than ever that our voting system -- the cornerstone of American democracy -- is completely and totally broken.

The wonderful people at BlackBoxVoting.org just discovered a security flaw in Diebold voting machines so big, so fat, and so quick and easy to manipulate, they won't completely disclose the details of it to the public. Why? Because monkeying with the machines is apparently so easy, a high-school student with $45.00 for a USB-based thumb drive and off-the-shelf software could manipulate the outcome of local poll results.

While some recently-elected officials (ahem) are telling their constituents, "There's nothing to be concerned about," a few states (California, Pennsylvania, and Iowa) are moving to sequester their voting machines, reprogram them with "approved software," and seal them with tape in locked rooms until election day.

According to Douglas Jones, a computer scientist and voting system examiner for the state of Iowa, "All of us who have heard the technical details of this are really shocked. It defies reason that anyone who works with security would tolerate this design," he said.

Welcome to America: where our government lies to us ... monitors our every move ... and, apparently, espouses a voting method designed from the ground up to allow for easier manipulation of election outcomes.

21 Ways to Read a Tarot Card

If you're interested in Tarot, pop over to TarotTools.com and check out my review of Mary K. Greer's 21 Ways to Read a Tarot Card.

Ignore that Man!

Stephen-Colbert

Do you think someone attacking President Bush would be newsworthy? What if this attack occurred in a very public place? Wouldn't that warrant an article or two? Now, what if this attack was carried out by a celebrity. Front page news, right?

Nope, not in America.

At Saturday night's White House Press Corps Dinner, comedian Steven Colbert launched a fierce, fearless, and vicious "surprise attack" on the president. During his stint at the podium, Colbert, best known for playing a fawning, "forget the facts" character based on Fox News commentator Bill O'Riley, pulled no punches, using scathing satire to skewer Bush again and again.

Colbert's routine is so pointed and so dangerously over-the-top, it's almost uncomfortable to watch. (But don't take my word for it: even though the media won't touch the story, you can see the C-Span video of the event on YouTube.com. Here are links to Part 1 and Part 2.)

The President offered a few initial laughs ... but as the spectacle continued (and as the barbs became sharper and sharper), he adopts a tight-lipped, somber expression. After Colbert's performance, the unsmiling President briefly shook Colbert's hand (his wife, Laura, neither smiled nor spoke) and then departed.

In short: for the first time in recent memory, our President -- whose "public" appearances are so carefully orchestrated that the audience members must sign statements of loyalty before being allowed in the event -- was forced, in a public setting, to hear his own performance discussed in a negative light.

Again and again, one after another, Colbert's jokes hit home hard -- jokes about the President's penchant for staged photo ops, about the ineffective government in Iraq, about the Valerie Plume scandal, about the Vice President's "hunting accident," and more.

The tension in the room -- even as recorded on video -- was palpable. The audience's occasional laughter was muted and wary. You've never seen a White House Press Corps Dinner event go this horribly wrong.

And, if Big Media has its way, you never will.

This morning's New York Times, the AP and Reuters newsfeeds, the USA TODAY story, NBC news coverage, CBS news coverage, FOX news coverage, and ABC News coverage of the event today focused on President Bush's comedy routine, performed with the help of a Presidential look alike. Each of these news sources trumpets the same story: that President Bush participated in a good-natured skit featuring a stunt double.

Colbert's routine, when mentioned at all, is relegated to a footnote at the end of the story. Curious, I polled friends who get their news exclusively from television, radio, and newspaper -- and not one of them knew about Colbert's performance. As far as the mainstream media is concerned ... Colbert's presentation simply didn't happen.

I've never seen creepier evidence of apparent media manipulation of an event in my life.

By contrast, Internet sites are abuzz with the Colbert story.

Clean Showers with No Effort

Showercleaner

I admit it: when Clyde spotted the Scrubbing Bubbles automatic shower cleaner, I scoffed.

I mean, really: everyone knows that keeping a clean shower requires diligently scrubbing tiles with harsh-smelling chemicals, right? And what about those glass shower doors? Unless you clean them regularly with Windex, they get all hazy, right? And it's common knowledge that you can't clean grout without an old toothbrush and bleach, right?

Wrong.

The Scrubbing Bubbles Automatic Shower Cleaner brings push-button ease to shower cleaning -- think of it as a Roomba for your shower. When not in use, the device hangs unobtrusively from your shower nozzle. (It looks a bit like a futuristic shampoo dispenser.) Just before you step out of the shower, you press the big blue button (the only button on the machine, in fact). The Shower Cleaner emits warning beeps for fifteen seconds before its rotating nozzle head sprays the entire shower with a freshly-scented coating of scrubbing bubble goodness.

That's it. That's all you have to do. There's no wiping, no rinsing, no scrubbing, no bleaching. You press a button, and you're done.

We've had the Shower Cleaner for about four weeks now, and I'm amazed and delighted to report that our shower is cleaner than ever. The chrome fixtures are spotless. The glass doors are free of soap scum. The grout is bright and spotless. The white tiles gleam.

So: drop those grimy old toothbrushes, stop polishing those shower doors, and quit bleaching that grout. Order a Shower Cleaner today, install it in seconds, and a spotless shower will never be more than a button-push away.

And since so many bloggers are being paid to endorse products these days, I'll tell you right up front that I'm not affiliated with the Scrubbing Bubble people or their marketing minions in any way -- I just like to share information about cool stuff that really works -- and the automatic shower cleaner really does.

More info and cool demos at AutomaticShowerCleaner.com.

Keynote 3.0 Export to Quicktime Error

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Editor's Note: I beat my brains out trying to figure out a glitch -- apparently caused by an odd bug -- in Apple's Keynote presentation software today. I finally found a fix, too, so I'm posting it here in an attempt to save other people several hours of frustration!

Problem: Attempts to export a Keynote 3.0 slideshow to Quicktime repeatedly fail. After the last slide is processed, a dialog box appears, telling the user, "Your slideshow cannot be exported as a Quicktime Movie. There's not enough disk space, or there was a problem with your file"

The Fix: This bug has been a problem since Keynote 2.0. There are several fixes for the 2.0 version of the bug:

1) In Keynote/Preferences/Slideshow, uncheck "Exit presentation after last slide." This work-around did the trick for many Keynote 2.0 owners, but it did nothing to fix my 3.0 issue today (Source, and Official Apple Documentation)

2) After selecting File/Export, click the Formats button to select the "Custom" setting, then uncheck the "Keyframes every ___ frames" box (Source). I did this, too, with no results.

So what did I do? Well, I went through my slide show slide by slide, deleting individual slides until I found the culprit.

At first, I couldn't see any differences between this slide and dozens of others incorporating object animations, pre-recorded narration, and a fancy transition. And then, I spotted an odd detail: the "speaker icon," indicating that the slide incorporates a sound file, didn't appear anywhere on the slide ... even though the sound file would play when the slide was displayed.

I deleted the slide, rebuilt it from scratch, dragged the sound file onto it, saw the speaker icon ... and from that point forward, everything worked like a charm.

I still don't know what caused the bug in the first place. That said, if you've tried the other fixes and nothing works for you, you might carefully inspect any slides incorporating sound files and see if you can spot one that's missing the speaker icon. Odds are, that's the slide that's mucking up the works.

Garden Sunday

Clyde and I hate yard work. Even when we lived in a house with a rambling backyard garden, our major contribution to its upkeep was to hire Yard Man.

I don't know what came over us yesterday, then -- Spring Fever, maybe? -- but we found ourselves in the garden center at Lowe's, shopping for everything from calladiums (calladia?) to impatience. Back home, we invested at least two hours in the tiny garden space shoehorned into our back patio area: stringing colored lights, illuminating the Japanese lantern, arranging pots of summer greenery, and spreading marble chips to cover exposed patches of ground.

The result? Our patio now looks like an Asian-influenced garden cafe. It looks so inviting, you'd be tempted to take morning coffee there ... at least until you were outside long enough for the oppressive Mississippi heat to convince you otherwise.

Saving Survivor

SurvivorSurvivor, the granddaddy of all competitive reality shows, is getting really, really stale.

If the abysmal ratings are any indication, this season's stunt -- the creation of an "Exile Island" -- hasn't paid off. Fewer people are watching Survivor than ever. (And it says something that this year's big, emotional event was contestant Bruce's agonizing bowel compaction.)

In case CBS and producer Mark Burnett are listening, here are some ideas for saving the show:

- Move it back to summers. The original Survivor flourished because it came on during the summer, when competition was non-existent. Survivor is a lot more attractive when nothing else is on.

- Go back to real locations. Every other season has taken us somewhere exotic. This season, while we realize that Panama is somewhere in the background, you've based the show around your manufactured "Exile Island." As a result, the whole show feels more gimmicky and artificial than ever. Next season, take us somewhere real. Even Survivor: Death Valley would be better than Survivor: Jungles of Doom.

- Find a way to bust up alliances. The emergence of alliances in Season One was fresh -- because no one had anticipated it. Now, people are forging alliances from Day One. The result? Weeks and weeks of dull episodes as one alliance predictably picks off the outsiders. It's a convergent strategy -- a predictable means of influencing the outcome of the show -- and it's time to do something to shake this up.

- Give new twists "teeth." Okay, so this season, there's an immunity idol hidden on Exile Island. *Yawn* You're going to have to do better than that. Over breakfast, Clyde and I came up with far better ideas, including:

- Surprise us with a comprehensive jury. Next season, shock the first Tribal Council meeting by revealing that everyone voted off gets put on the jury. The result? Folks will have to be a lot more careful about who they toss off the island, right from the start.

- Give the jury the power of veto. Each week, allow the jury to predict the name of the person they feel the folks at Tribal Council will vote off. After the standard voting identifies the person being cast out, the jury's prediction is revealed. If the jury correctly identifies the outcast, the condemned person is granted immunity; he stays on the island, and the survivors must someone else off. (This would go a long way toward busting up alliances.)

- Have the competition take place within site of a distant, exotic luxury resort. Every day, while eating their rice, the survivors will smell the gourmet food, hear the sound of children playing in the surf, and see the comforts of home close at hand.

- Become the first reality show to feature A-list stars. We don't want to see Robin Leach, Andy Dick, or CarrotTop on Survivor. But imagine a Survivor with Tom Cruise, Nicole Kidman, Russel Crowe, Julia Roberts, George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Oprah Winfrey, and Reese Whitherspoon among the castaways.
Granted, these people don't need a million bucks ... but I'll bet you could find something they do want -- like a few million for their favorite charity, perhaps. Ratings would skyrocket; who wouldn't tune in to watch Oprah drag herself through a mudpit to win a greasy cheeseburger?

- The Babel Effect. Don't allow survivors to speak to each other until they're on the island. Then -- and only then -- let them figure out that no two people on the island speak the same language. Suddenly, getting cooperation, establishing a pecking order, and forging alliances gets a lot harder! (Plus, you already subtitle the show, anyway!)

- Family Feud. Two teams ... two extended families. Voting people off the island takes on a whole new dimension when Daddy has to explain to his nine-year-old daughter, Suzie, that she's going home because she can't pull her weight in physical challenges.

- Bait and Switch. One half of the survivors should be hot, horny, straight college frat boys. The other half should be beautiful, hard-bodied, college-age lesbians. Mix, shake, and stir. 'Nuff said.

- Local Tribes. Let the survivors compete against locals -- people who are really from the place the survivors are surviving in. If the locals win, they get the prizes and the loot.

Clyde's Best Idea: Immunity Plus. Win immunity, and your vote at Tribal Council counts twice. It's simple, easy to explain to viewers, and very effective at shaking things up.

Mark's Best Idea: Persistent Losers. After the first Tribal Council vote, reveal that this year's losers don't go home. Instead, stripped of any ability to compete or vote or win, these surly, angry, back-stabbed folks stay in your camp for the duration of the show. (This also gets rid of the show's weakest gimmick: the tear-jerking "trek past the torches of fallen survivors" that graces every season finale.)

Wanna use our lovely ideas? Let me know -- we'll be happy to sell you the concepts, and our services as series consultants, at discount rates.

Absolute Beginner's Guide Now Available

Amazon.com now has my new Absolute Beginner's Guide to Tarot in stock! (Finally!)

I'm very excited about this book, for a lot of reasons. First, the ABG to Tarot honors both the practical and the mystical approaches to Tarot -- so you can choose the path that serves your purposes best.

Second, I worked hard to make the ABG to Tarot really comprehensive. After exploring the benefits of working with Tarot, you'll find chapters that reveal:

- a (very!) brief history of the deck
- tips on finding the perfect deck for you
- a simple visual system for reading any card
- tricks used by con artists posing as Tarot readers
- tips for finding legitimate Tarot readers

and more. And in addition to my visual system for reading the cards, I've included a card-by-card guide to the entire deck. It's packed with great information, including:

- four beautiful images (from the traditional Universal Tarots, the exquisite Gilded Tarot, the practical Bright Idea Deck, and the authentic Tarot de Marseilles) for each card

- astrological, numerological, mythical, alphabetical, and fictional correspondences for each card

- applications of each card's meanings to questions about work, relationships, spirituality, personal growth, and fortunetelling

- detailed insights into the symbols found on every card, and

- exploration questions to help you discover what a card means to you!

The folks at Que Books went out of their way to make this book really attractive, fun, and easy to use. This past weekend, during my visit to Seattle, one "absolute beginner" frustrated with other books said, "Finally! A book on Tarot that's organized the way I think!" With the book's help, she and her husband were reading cards in minutes!

If you're interested in a readable, comprehensive guide to Tarot, I hope you'll give The Absolute Beginner's Guide to Tarot a try!

Update: Wow! Overnight, the Absolute Beginner's Guide to Tarot jumped from it's pre-sale ranking of #616,000 to #14,000 on Amazon.com's sales listings ... and it's climbing higher! Thanks, folks! I really appreciate your support!

Weight-Loss by Ear Stapling?

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Everyone from chiropractors to registered nurses is touting ear stapling as the be-all, end-all New Age weight-loss strategy. Plug your ear with one staple, the story goes, and the fat slides off you like butter on top of a hot yeast roll.

Practitioners claim piercing stomach-related pressure-points on the ear will:

a) release endorphins
b) stimulate the circulatory system, and
c) alter the body's bio-electric field.

(Take your pick.)

Despite the dangers of infection from "back alley staplings," customers claim the staples help them lose weight, stop smoking, sleep better, and get over chronic constipation. (Take your pick.)

Me? I'm more than a little skeptical about this one, for at least three reasons. One: not even the people offering the service agree on why it works. Two: treatments that claim to cure everything from obesity to insomnia are generally money-making schemes for quacks.

Three: just last night, on the flight from Atlanta to Jackson, I sat behind four ladies -- three nurses and a beautician, I think -- who had just become "certified" to deliver stapling services during a two-day workshop. Here's their discussion, almost ver batim:

Lady 1: So, how are we going to sell this?

Lady 2: Oh, you know how people combine their years of experience and say "We've got more than thirty years experience with so-and-so?" We can do that, so we won't sound like we're new at this!

Lady 1: So, how much experience do we have?

Lady 3: We've all got two days. Put us together, that's a week. "A week of combined experience!" That doesn't sound very good.

Lady 4: Wait! I did a paper in high school on accupuncture! What was I ... eighteen? So I can say I've been studying this for almost ten years. If y'all've ever done anything on accupuncture or even ear piercing, you could do the very same thing. You could even count how long you've been a nurse, really.

By the end of the conversation, these ladies had managed to stretch their attendance at a two-day ear stapling workshop in Atlanta into more than three decades of ear stapling goodness.

Your Six Sites

Several articles on the behavior of the web-browsing public lately have mentioned that we read, at most, six web sites on a regular basis.

Clearly, one of yours is MadeByMark.com -- and for that, I thank you! (Really. Your visits mean a lot to me.)

But what are your other five sites? What web sites do you visit again and again ... and why?

Here's my list:

1) Digg.com. I've just started reading digg.com, a "social bookmarking" site that allows people to recommend articles with a simple "thumbs up or thumbs down" system. As more and more people "digg" a post, it rises to the front page of the site. Digg's the source for about 99% of all the links posted by bloggers ... so why not read Digg.com first? (Runner-up: del.icio.us.)

2) MetaFilter. At its best, MetaFilter offers insightful, well-researched, and link-rich posts written by people who are passionate about finding "the best of the web." At its worst, MetaFilter serves up lame, recycled news and one-link posts stolen from Digg.com. The left-leaning crowd and clever banter compensate a bit for the recent decline in the overall quality of posts ... but if things keep going the way they are, MeFi will, after years of being a regular stop for me, will soon go the way of all flesh.

3) The Unofficial Apple Weblog. While I also skim the excellent (and email-centric) Hawk Wings and the MacRumors sites, TUAW is hands-down the best site for reliable, interesting, and engagingly written news on Apple hardware and software. Frequent posts from a team of consistently clever writers keep the goodies coming several times a day, every day.

4) Merlin Mann's 43 Folders. Featuring articles on "personal productivity, life hacks, and simple ways to make your life a little better," 43 Folders should be required reading for anyone who likes Getting Things Done. From emptying your email inbox to implementing a personal Getting Things Done system, Mann serves up plain-talkin', insightful articles that have me constantly slapping my forehead and saying, "Why haven't I always been doing that???"

5) MetaCricic.com. Once a week, I stop in at MetaCritic.com to help me pick the movies I'll see this weekend. The site translates movie reviews into a number from 1 to 100, then averages hundreds of reviews together to compute a film's MetaCritic store. Because the score is an average, MetaCritic's recommendations aren't overly distorted by check-cashing review whores and whiners who hate almost everything. Again and again, MetaCritic saves me a lot of research time and helps me find movies I'll really enjoy.

How about you? What are the sites you return to again and again?

Avoiding Procrastination

This simple, straightforward article from California Polytechnic State University explores why we procrastinate and provides tips for avoiding procrastination.

Update - Garmin 340c

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After a long and hazardous adventure that had us camping out at the UPS Customer Center until about 9:30 p.m., I finally got my paws on my own Garmin c340.

The wait was worth it. Right out of the box, the StreetPilot c340 worked like a charm. In seconds, the unit was on our dashboard (thanks to the supplied mounting disc) and computing our route back home. It navigated Jackson's surface streets and Interstates with ease.

The real test came this weekend, though, as we took the StreetPilot on its first road trip. Along the way to and from Atlanta, we made a few discoveries:

- The StreetPilot knows Atlanta better than we do. Clyde and I lived in Atlanta for two wonderful years, and, during that time, learned our way around pretty well. Still, the StreetPilot found surface-road connections between locations that we had never explored. The result? We got to destinations faster and spent less time on Atlanta's choked freeways and Interstates.

- The StreetPilot is a little groggy when it first wakes up. Acquiring satellites can take a few minutes, especially if the unit has been powered down. (The process takes longer if the StreetPilot wakes up in an area with thick overhead tree branches or tall skyscrapers, either of which can obscure the unit's "view" of the GPS satellites.) When groggy, StreetPilot can occasionally give some pretty bizarre directions, overlooking simple routes and recommending long, strange routes that require lots of doubling back and u-turns.

If you know a little about where you're going, though, you can fix this by ignoring the groggy unit's directions and taking a better route. This forces the StreetPilot to recalculate the route, and usually produces a better recommendation within seconds.

- The supplied maps are a bit dated. The StreetPilot was released in 2005, and some of the internal maps -- especially in areas like Atlanta, where constant construction is the rule -- can be a bit dated. But no worries! Garmin regularly issues updated maps at the company website. Downloading the latest maps and installing them via USB connection can greatly improve the unit's accuracy.

Our out-of-the-box StreetPilot didn't know about Atlanta's new IKEA store or the community that has mushroomed up around it. Still, once we found IKEA, the StreetPilot quickly mapped connections between our apparent "off-road driving" and streets the unit did know about ... and got us back to the house where we were staying in record time.

I've rarely been this excited (or evangelistic) about a purchase. Take it from me -- if you have a compromised sense of direction, feel intimidated in unfamiliar cities, frequently visit unfamiliar locations, or hate wasting time with wrong turns, the Garmin StreetPilot will seem like a godsend.

Garmin GPS c340 - Never Get Lost Again

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Let's admit it: I'm directionally challenged. I have a hard time visualizing how one place connects to the other. I don't recall route directions well. To this day, if someone shouts, "Turn left!" I instinctively turn right. (A good thing to know, by the way, if you're riding with me in an emergency situation.)

Last week, when I attended AWP in Austin, TX, I rented my first rental car with an onboard GPS unit: the Garmin c340. Aside from one clunky and unhappy experiment with a laptop-based GPS solution five years ago, I had never used a GPS to navigate unfamiliar country. Since I knew nothing about Austin at all, I was curious to see how having a GPS unit in the car would impact my ability to find my way around.

In a sentence: having the Garmin c340 in the car changes the entire driving experience.

Once in the rental car, I tapped in my hotel's name. Right away, my estimated time of arrival popped onto the screen, along with an easy-to-read map and a graphic representing my car. Seconds later, the unit began giving me visual and verbal directions: "In one hundred yards, turn left onto President Street."

I don't usually read maps well, so the Garmin's map intrigued me. It's tilted toward the horizon, giving the entire map a 3D effect and making it possible for the driver to see what's coming (including turns and ramps) before dealing with it. With a glance, I could see exactly where I was going and how to get there.

So the maps were great ... but you may find yourself looking at them less and less, since the verbal instructions are so detailed and easy to follow. Unlike the c320 or c330, the c340 actually pronounces street names, allowing the unit to say, "Take Interstate 35 to the Gardner Road Exit, then bear right onto Dunhill Road."
Because the unit knows exactly where you are at all times, it's easy for the GPS to give you a reminder right before you're supposed to make the turn.

I actually missed one such turn on the way to the hotel; within seconds, the c340 noticed, told me it was "recalculating," and provided me with step-by-step directions to get me back on track. Even with the wrong turn, I made it to the hotel in record time ... with zero stress.

The next day, the GPS took me directly to the Austin Conference center. From there, I told it to take me to the Austin Apple Store. I had no idea where the store was or how far away it might be ... but the GPS unit found the address, computed a route, and took me right to it. Before long, I was navigating the city with all the confidence of a local, finding the art cinema, a good Chinese restaurant ... all with just a few taps on the screen.

Clyde and I travel to unfamiliar cities -- and drive in them -- often. This always entails a lot of printing of maps, tapping at PDA screens, backtracking, and cries of "No, turn there!" A c340 in the car could put an end to all that, allowing us to "tap and go" anywhere in the U.S. What's more, because the unit is entirely portable -- it works without having to install one of those bubble antennas on the top of the car -- we can easily carry it with us, no matter where we go.

Garmin makes a c500 series now with more features for about $200 more, including hands-free bluetooth phone compatibility, the ability to upload pictures and MP3 music files to the unit, and more ... but I don't need or want these. For me, the magic of a GPS is its uncanny ability to tell me where I am and where I'm going.

I've never felt more confident in a car!


"Garmin Streetpilot C340 Portable GPS Navigation System, Traffic Ready" (Garmin)

One Pretty Good Corporate Blog

I'm not really fond of corporate or commercial blogs, most of which contain nothing but forgettable fluff written by marketing teams. But Phil's Amazing Race blog at CBS.com at least sounds like it's really written by Phil during the show's production process, and is worth a read, since it provides cool insights into how the show is produced.

Highlights of the first entry:

- Phil doesn't get the "star treatment." Apparently he packs and handles his own luggage.

- Production often makes odd demands of the host -- like having to wash your hair in cold water on the side of the road before shooting those "We're in Sao Paulo, Brazil" sequences.

- Who has the lightest packs. (I figured the backpacks were issued by the show; they aren't.)

- Which team was carrying and lost "god luck tiaras" (an event that, apparently, has been lost to later editing).

Will Bush Be Impeached?

A number of writers and politicians are calling for Bush's impeachment.

Could America be waking, at last, from its five-year post-9-11 slumber?

Amazing Lake (on Amazing Race)

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Okay, here's Uncle Mark's saddest claim to fame evah:

Lake Garner of Hattiesburg, Mississippi, is a new contestant on this season of The Amazing Race 9. If you saw the show, you may remember him as:

- the dentist/fitness nut whose wife claims to be a modern-day Scarlett O'Hara.

- the white guy who constantly shouts, "Where's the black guy?"

- the man who completed a detour by assembling a motorcycle from spare parts, promised an elderly couple he'd help them as soon as he finished his own challenge, and then ran off without keeping his word.

That Lake. He's a charmer.

Lake was, I confess, at least equally charming back in 1987, when he was a student in a freshman English class I taught at the University of Southern Mississippi. Young Lake looked something like a young, slender, muscular, well-tanned Alec Baldwin (but not the older, huskier, chubby-cheeked, pasty-fleshed Alec Baldwin of today). In addition to his being almost painfully handsome, he was also the proud owner of a pair of those Alaskan Husky eyes -- irises so intensely colored, they looked almost artificial.

Young women and gay men seated next to Lake were lost causes; distracted by his beauty, they couldn't focus on their work.

I have a few Lake stories -- for now, in honor of his appearance on my favorite reality show, I'll share two:

Lake Does Lunch. One day, near the end of the semester, Lake lingered after class and invited me to lunch at Chesterfield's -- a local restaurant where he worked as a waiter. "My fraternity is doing this as a sort of teacher appreciation day," he said. "Come with me. You can have anything you want."

So I showed up. Lake didn't.

Well, that's not true. Lake did show up -- just late. He joined me, made a big deal of presenting the menu, and spent a lot of time chatting up the other members of the wait staff. "I get a discount," he said. "Order whatever."

I forgot what we ordered. I do remember, however, the arrival of the check, the look of concern on Lake's face, and his admission that his discount wouldn't quite cover everything we'd ordered. "I'll still cover it," he insisted. "It's just more than, you know, more than I would spend on me."

And then he said: "Just hope you'll remember this around grading time."

I was already a little uncomfortable with the whole "Take a Teacher to Lunch" affair ... and that comment sealed the deal. I paid for my lunch and left.

Lake at the Lake. Lake passed my class (and not because of that lunch, I must add) and, like most other freshmen, ceased to be a part of my universe ...

... until one sunny Sunday afternoon almost six years later. At the time, I was preaching full-time at a little church in Simpson County. (Hard to imagine, I know. Ah, the lengths we'll go to curry favor with our mothers.)

I was spending the afternoon with a young couple from my congregation, strolling along the banks of a recreational lake and feeding the ducks. Suddenly, there was Lake, rising up out of the water, wearing nothing but a navy blue Speedo.

He spotted me (I'd spotted him already, I assure you), waved, beamed his perfect smile, and came trotting over, dripping wet and as close to naked as you can be without being naked. He was a marble statue of a Greek god, come to life -- finely chiseled male perfection.

In the process of greeting me, he may have ended a marriage. The young woman in our trio was visibly flustered from the moment Lake appeared, and she remained so for several hours after -- a fact that didn't sit well with her husband. "He's just so virile," she kept saying. It was the first time I'd ever heard someone actually use that word. "He just really, really virile, isn't he?"

Her husband -- a small, hairy fellow -- said nothing.

The woman wouldn't let it go. "Really. Very. Virile." She fanned herself.

They divorced less than two months later.

Amazing Lake. The Lake on Amazing Race has a lot in common with the kid I knew way back then. He's easily frustrated. He's very much the stereotypical Southern frat brother. He still strikes me as the kind of person who might invite someone to lunch, show up late, and then weasel out of the check -- or who might promise to help a pair of elderly competitors, then dash away once his own work is done.

Will he win? I haven't seen the guy in almost twenty years -- but something tells me that someone used to living on Planet Lake is going to have a pretty tough time making a go of it in the Great Big World.

Election Manipulation in 2004

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When I start talking about stolen elections -- about someone, somewhere, deliberately altering the outcome of the 2004 election -- you people think I'm the worst sort of tin-foil hat wearing, "aliens killed JFK" type of conspiracy nut.

I want to believe we live in a democracy. I want to believe our votes count. I want to believe that our elections are legitimate.

But an increasing body of evidence leads me to believe this is not the case.

The folks at BlackBoxVoting.org ("Consumer Protection for Elections") were determined to examine the internal logs of the voting machines used in the controversial 2004 Dade County, FL, elections. After investing nine months and $7000 to get those records, here's what they found:

- The logs contain 100,000 obvious errors.

- The election was held on November 2, 2004. Several dozen machines registered votes cast between October 15 and 28th, often in the middle of the night. Records confirm these machines were not assigned to early voting locations.

- One machine tallied votes stamped with dates in 2010.

- More than 70,000 unlikely "Card Insertion Errors" were recorded. Hundreds of "election info bad" errors occurred.

- "Hundreds of records were simply missing, not provided at all, making it impossible to complete a formal audit."

- Evidence indicates "someone accessed the computers after [accuracy checks were completed, causing] a change in the machine's reporting functions." Such changes would require "a high degree of inside access."

- Palm Beach officials decline to identify the names of staff who had access to the machines, and claim the "votes were normal."

Dade County officials claim, on the one hand, "Votes cast before election day didn't happen [1]," and, on the other, "In any event, it didn't change the outcome of any race [2]."

Meantime, you can see the records for yourself. It doesn't take a degree in rocket science to read 'em.

If you're still with me, take just a moment to consider what these findings imply:

- At best, electronic voting machines are unreliable. At worst, their records are all too easy to manipulate.

- If auditors found this many errors in logs from one location, how many errors might have occurred in the hundreds of locations where these machines have been deployed?

This is not a Republican issue. This is not a Democratic issue. This is an American issue. This issue strikes at the very heart of what America claims to be: a democracy, with a transparent election process designed to allow the people to choose their own leaders.

Without that ... what kind of nation are we?

With Friends Like This ...

So I'm at the post office, carrying a stack of twenty-three mail crates out to my car.

As always, the line of people waiting for personal assistance snakes all the way from the (no so helpful) help desk in back to the glass doors out front. As I make my exit -- trying to beat the oncoming rain -- a woman snags me by the sweater. "Wait a minute," she says. "I know you."

I pause. I blink. I don't know her. Outside, the first fat drops of rain are starting to fall.

She lights up. "Oh, you're one of those people who owns the Deville Cinema!"

Clyde was, in fact, one of three owners of the Deville Cinema -- Jackson's last, desperate independently-owned theaters. Back when we first met, I occasionally worked the ticket booth or helped with clean-up. "I worked there some."

She clasps her hands together and beams at me. "Oh, we love the Deville Cinema! We come there all the time. What are you showing right now?"

I'm not sure what to say. "Actually, the Deville is closed."

She looks as though I've told her the hospital is out of her blood type. "Oh, dear! Oh, no! That's terrible! When did you close?"

I hesitate. "Um, ah ... about seven years ago, actually."

[Editor's Update: Clyde and I did the math over dinner. The Deville has actually been closed for almost a decade.]

She draws back, as though offended. "There was nothing in the paper about it!"

I start to explain that there was something in the paper about it -- a huge article, complete with photos, marking the end of the Deville era. I start to say that someone who really "loved the Deville" enough to come there "all the time" should have noticed that the cinema closed years ago (and that there's now a department store in its place).

But the rain is coming, so I just smile, and shrug, and walk out to my car.

Postcards from Dublin

Here's a Flickr photoset containing snapshots from our recent trip to Ireland.

In the Beginning was the Word

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On our last day in Dublin, I make a point to see the Book of Kells. Dating to 800 CE, this illuminated manuscript, containing the four Gospels, is the oldest book in the world.

The book is kept in sealed display case at Dublin's Trinity College. We enter through the stone gate, bypass the bright young student selling tours, and follow the signs to the Book of Kells exhibit. Having learned a lesson from the designers of Disney World, the keepers of the book force all visitors to enter and exit through the Book of Kells Gift Shop. There, in addition to books about The Book, pilgrims can peruse everything from Book of Kells keychains to Book of Kells coffee mugs.

These retail opportunities are wasted on me. I walk past the Book of Kells hats and sweatshirts, plunk down my twelve euro, and make my way into the display hall.

Here, the aura of commercialism gives way to a more appropriate air of sobriety. The walls of this dark room are covered with enlarged pages from The Book, highlighting the precision and intricacy of its contents. There were at least three scribes involved in the book's production: two who labored over line after line of practical black script, and another with a passion for colored inks. They etched their work on page after page of vellum -- thin leaves of calf skin -- bound into a book that, when closed, looks all the world like a battered, ancient ledger. (The golden, jewel-encrusted cover was stolen long ago.)

After browsing other ancient books, including three or four "portable Gospels" designed to fit into leather satchels, I climb the stairs to the darkened sepulcher where the Book of Kells lies in repose. The Book itself is secured in a tomb of steel and glass. Today, its pages are open to a passage from Luke.

The characters are written in a careful, deliberate script, but there is nothing mechanical about the result. Initial letters in key paragraphs sprout unexpected whorls of color. From these colorful vines of ink hang circles containing three other circles -- testimonies to the Trinity -- and myriad other near-microscopic decorations, from Celtic knots to hypnotic spirals.

The other page portrays an elaborate rendering of the Four Evangelists. For anyone familiar with Christian myth, religious art, or Tarot, this mute page speaks volumes. Other pages contain larger graphics and more intricate patterns; the closer you look, the more you begin to see that each image is composed of many other smaller, more delicate ones. Under scrutiny, the page expands and an entire world of symbols unfolds. I could explore these patterns for hours, getting lost in an intricate maze of shapes and subtle meanings.

But the hour is late, and the press of other visitors does not encourage extended study. Reluctantly, I rejoin Clyde and take the stairs to the exit.

What happens next stuns us both. The stairs lead to a library unlike any we have ever seen: the aptly-named "Long Room." This hall -- as long and lofty as an IKEA furniture warehouse -- is a full 65 meters (about 195 feet) long. Sharply vertical bookshelves, each so tall they can only be approached via a network of rolling ladders and wrought-iron staircases, contain more than 200,000 ancient books.

Our jaws drop. Because we have only seen spaces like these in Harry Potter movies, our brains insist the Long Room must be some sort of clever special effect: a hologram, a matte painting, a digital fantasy. Its sheer immensity defies reason; the eye refuses the reality of it.

By the time we walk the length of the room and descend the stairs to the gift shop, I feel a bit like Alice in the Lewis Carroll books, who complained, "It was much pleasanter at home, when one wasn't always growing larger and smaller." In seconds, I've gone from being lost in the microscopic raptures of the Book of Kells to feeling dwarfed by the largest library I've ever seen -- from admiring the miniscule, to being made to feel miniscule, myself.

As humans, we need more experiences like these: objects and places deliberately constructed to remind us that entire worlds can be compressed into the smallest of spaces ... and that own personal world is just one tiny element in a design too immense for human eyes to comprehend.

The Newgrange Tour

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We're up early, down for breakfast before the folks at the Stillorgan Park have their act together, onto bus 46A, and on O'Connell Street about an hour before our tour leaves for the tomb at Newgrange.

The tomb -- really, more of an observatory that came to be used as a tomb -- is officially the most ancient site I've ever visited. Newgrange was built by Neolithic farmers 5000 years ago. Think about that for a moment: five thousand years ago. Newgrange stood whole and complete a full 500 years before Egyptians carved the first stones for the pyramids at Giza -- three thousand years before Christ.

The structure itself is a dome of stone, covered with earth. Originally, the exterior was covered with fist-sized hunks of reflective white quartz. (And is again, thanks to recent restorations.) The entire dome was ringed or "curbed" with wide, low stones quarried more than 80 kilometers away and transported over hilly, heavily-forested land to the building site.

On these stones (and on the mammoth stone that guards the entrance), the builders etched bizarre symbols: circles within circles, crude suns, intricate triple whorls. The Neolithic period is pre-historic, so no one has any clue as to the meaning and purpose of the glyphs. Were they hieroglyphs? Warnings? Charms? Calendars? The fingerprints of God? We don't know. We can't know.

I stood today in the heart of the mound -- a tiny, claustrophobic chamber buried beneath thousands of tons of freely stacked rock. Once a year -- in December, for a few days on either side of the shortest day of the year -- the springtime sun streams through a roofbox cut above the entryway. For seventeen minutes, the inner chamber flares with light. When the solstice is past, darkness reigns for another year.

We know the builders were farmers -- could Newgrange have been an elaborate clock, designed to dramatically identify the shortest day of the year and inform the community of impending spring? Is it a transporter, designed to trap the sunlight of Earth's darkest day and use it to send departed souls home?

So many questions.

And no answers. No answers at all.

No Big Girl's Blouse

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Everywhere in Dublin, we're seeing huge ads for the McDonald's quarter pounder with cheese. The ads (see photo) show a close-up of the burger, paired with a huge and puzzling tag line: "It's no big girl's blouse."

It's no big girl's blouse?

I'm not shy, so I asked a local boy, "What does 'big girl's blouse' mean, exactly?"

His pale Irish cheeks went red and he laughed and laughed.

"What?" I said. "What? Tell me what it means!"

He just kept laughing. "No. I don't know. I really don't." And then he kept on laughing.

So I gave up talking with humans and hit the 'net. One Google search later took me to a site for international English idioms, including -- you guessed it -- "big girl's blouse."

As itturns out, the quarter pounder with cheese ... is no sissy.

Put Your Intention Out There

Yesterday, over on writing.MadeByMark.com, I confronted one of my worst fears -- being a "C+ novelist" -- in a very public way. I admitted that being afraid of writing a hum-drum novel has kept me from finishing more than two dozen novels. And I resolved, once and for all, to get past that fear and get back to writing fiction.

In other words: I threw down the gauntlet. I decided, once and for all, that I matter, and my stories matter. I made a public, heartfelt commitment to making the novels happen.

Many weeks ago, I proposed a vague idea for a fantasy novel to this particular publishing house -- a sort of "spin off" book connected to a research project I'm doing for them. They very politely filed the idea away.

Oh, well, I said. Maybe next time. Weeks passed. Late last week, the publisher contacted me again with an assignment that I hesitated to take on ... but that paid well. I picked up the contract, knocked the assignment out of the ballpark, turned it in, and moved on.

And then, this morning -- the day after I commit to finishing and selling some fiction -- I get another email from the publisher. As it turns out, the Big Boss, delighted with work I did on the emergency project, said, "Hey, tell that McElroy guy we're ready to talk seriously about that fantasy novel idea he pitched us."

Just like that.

So: let me ask you a question. What is it that you really, really want to do? What is it that you would love to do, but don't think you can do? What is it that you've always meant to do ... but that you won't let yourself do?

Throw down the gauntlet. Draw the line. Make the commitment. Tell the Universe, "The procrastination ends here." Tell the Universe, in plain English, what you really want.

The answer you receive may surprise you.

Northwest, Rob Ander, and the ACLU

I received a great letter today from Northwest Airlines Customer Service regarding the Rob Anders incident.

Frankly? The story's been distorted by irresponsible reporting in the media and irresponsible action on the part of the ACLU. Here's the real deal, as explained by a Northwest rep:

Thank you for your correspondence regarding allegations lodged against
Northwest Airlines, Inc. by the American Civil Liberties Union (ACLU)
about an airline employee pass provided to an Air New Zealand employee.
I would like to assure you those allegations are false ...

You should understand that Northwest Airlines offers the same employee
benefits and travel privileges to its employees' domestic partners as it
does to employees' spouses, including benefits and privileges that
extend to domestic partners' children. Northwest does not discriminate
against domestic partners and is fully compliant with California's
employee discrimination laws.

The issue underlying the ACLU's false accusations involves a unique
travel benefit shared by most airline employees. Many airlines provide
employees of other airlines the privilege of traveling on a
space-available basis at a significantly reduced rate. In other words,
for a nominal fee airline employees are permitted to fly on another
carrier when the carrier has vacant seats. This is referred to within
the airline industry as interline or non-revenue travel.

Interline travel privileges typically are not uniform. Some airlines
permit the employee, the employee's spouse or domestic partner, the
employee's children, and even the employee's parents to travel on this
space available, reduced rate basis. Other airlines may limit the
privilege to the employee or to the employee and spouse. Some airlines
do not offer travel privileges to domestic partners.

Northwest's policy is to only offer travel privileges to other airline
employees to the same extent that the other airline offers travel
privileges to Northwest employees. In other words, we require
reciprocity. If the other airline does not permit our employees'
domestic partners (or parents, children or any other class) to travel
on their airline, Northwest does not permit the other airlines'
employees' domestic partners to travel on Northwest. This is not a
matter of unlawful discrimination, but one of fairness. It would not be
fair to offer other airline employees privileges that the other airline
does not offer to our own employees.

When Northwest extended travel privileges to domestic partners, it
reached out to all airlines it had interline agreements with and asked
them to sign a new interline agreement that granted mutual interline
privileges to employees' domestic partners. Many airlines signed the
new interline agreements and we currently extend interline privileges to
those carriers' employees and their domestic partners. Other carriers
did not sign the new agreements.

In August 2000, Northwest sent Air New Zealand a letter requesting them
to sign the new interline agreement. Air New Zealand never responded to
Northwest's letter, and since that time neither airline has permitted
the other's employees' domestic partners to travel on an interline
basis. Northwest has always been willing to offer such privileges to
Air New Zealand employees and their domestic partners, but only if Air
New Zealand were willing to offer such privileges to our employees'
domestic partners.

The airline employee involved in the ACLU's press release, a Mr. Robert
Anders, is an employee of Air New Zealand. He apparently won an
interline pass from Northwest Airlines as a prize at an Air New Zealand
holiday party. Unlike typical interline travel, the pass won by Mr.
Anders was for travel without the nominal fee normally charged. It is
not uncommon for Northwest to trade such no-fee interline passes with
other airlines to be given away for employee celebrations or fundraising
activities. In exchange for the pass that Northwest provided it
received a similar pass to offer one of its employees for travel on Air
New Zealand. These passes are subject to the terms and conditions of
the interline agreement between Northwest and Air New Zealand.

When Mr. Anders contacted Northwest to use his newly won pass, he was
informed that Northwest's interline agreement with Air New Zealand does
not permit domestic partners to travel.

Northwest has since reviewed the pass letter Mr. Anders received and
concluded that, while intended to be subject to the interline agreement,
it is not clearly stated on the letter. Consequently, Northwest has
decided to permit Mr. Anders and his domestic partner to use the pass.
We apologize to him and his partner and we hope they will understand how
and why the incident arose. Northwest will also reiterate its proposal
to Air New Zealand to sign the interline agreement that permits mutual
travel privileges for our respective employees and their domestic
partners.

We want to reiterate that Northwest offers equal benefits and travel
privileges to employees' domestic partners and does not discriminate on
the basis of the employees' sexual orientation.

Sincerely,

Kathy Childs
Customer Care
Northwest/KLM Airlines

Macs, Small Companies, and Great Customer Service

PowerBook

Since switching to the Mac, I've been using more software from independent programmers and small companies than ever before. Some differences I've seen:

- On the Windows platform, there are about a million software packages (many of them crappy) for every possible task, and it's very hard to find any meaningful differences among them. On the Mac platform, you can usually find two or three well-written programs for each task, and it's easy to tell which one of the three does what you want it to do.

- Windows programs (even the crappy ones) are usually expensive. Most of the Mac software I'm using is either shareware (and therefore inexpensive), donationware (give what you can) or freeware (free). In fact, the most amazing piece of software I own, Quicksilver, didn't cost me a penny.

- Windows program development and improvement has always struck me as sluggish. Recently, I wrote the makers of StickyBrain 4.0 and said, "Gosh, StickyBrain would be so much more valuable to me if it did XYZ." Guess what? Two weeks later, the company released a version of the software incorporating my suggestions. Try that with a Microsoft software title. Go ahead. I dare you.

- I recently purchased an comparatively expensive piece of Mac software from a small, independent company. Unfortunately -- likely due to the limitations of my own hardware -- the software didn't perform as advertised. I wrote the company, explained the situation, asked for a refund ... and got it.

In a smaller, closer-knit community, people are naturally friendlier, more passionate, and more approachable -- and that alone is a great reason to consider switching to the Mac.

Northwest Airlines and Domestic Partners

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Update: I received a great letter from Northwest Airlines explaining the following incident to my personal satisfaction. Long story short: Rob Ander is an Air New Zealand employee. His award ticket, won at an Air New Zealand party, does not allow his domestic partner to fly with him only because Air New Zealand refuses to allow Northwest employees to bring their own partners along when they use similar tickets on Air New Zealand.

Air New Zealand is the culprit here. Please don't complain to Northwest.

* * * * *

Today, Northwest Airlines is in the news for declining to allow Rob Ander's same-sex partner to qualify as an award-ticket travel companion. (The rules, apparently, limit "companions" to legal spouses and dependent children.)

That really surprised me, since Northwest employees have, again and again, gone out of their way in their efforts to respect my relationship with Clyde -- once even listing him as my spouse on my WorldClub membership records.

The news prompted me to go straight to Northwest's web site and drop 'em a line encouraging them to do the right thing. My note is reproduced below; here's hoping you'll be encouraged to contact customer service (I sent my note both to the "compliments" and the "media" mailboxes) and let your voice be heard as well.

* * * * *

Hello,

My partner and I are platinum-level frequent flyers on Northwest Airlines. While the United States government refuses to recognize the validity of our fourteen-year relationship together, each of us considers the other to be his spouse.

One reason we are proud to fly Northwest has to do with your liberal policies toward same-sex partners. For example:

- In the past, Northwest has listed my same-sex partner as my spouse on my WorldClub membership file.

- Many times, Northwest employees have treated me, my partner, and his parents as one family, making concessions and going out of their way to keep us all comfortable and together while traveling.

I was disappointed, then, to hear of Northwest's refusal to allow Rob Ander's same-sex partner to qualify as an award ticket companion. Frankly? This sort of discrimination doesn't sound at all like what I would expect from Northwest Airlines.

While I do not know Mr. Ander or his partner, I will be watching this story unfold over the next several days. I hope Northwest Airlines will see this incident for the PR and marketing opportunity it represents! How wonderful it would be to hear that Northwest:

- permitted Mr. Ander's partner to fly as a companion,

- apologized for the incident, and

- updated its award ticket language to be more inclusive of same-sex partners.

I look forward to hearing that Northwest will continue to lead the industry in fair treatment for all its customers.

Thanks so much for taking the time to listen,

Mark McElroy

Gmail and Sending Limits on Outgoing Mail

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To limit abuse from potential spammers, Gmail -- Google's free email service -- imposes a limit on the number of emails you can send per day. The exact limit isn't known (some say it's a little less than 400 messages, others say 500 messages). When you reach that limit, though, Gmail will suspend your ability to send mail for an unspecified length of time. (On message boards, users claim the shutdown lasts anywhere from 24 to 72 hours.)

I'm a big fan of Gmail. Behind the scenes, every single one of my email addresses forwards to a single Gmail account. As a result, whether I'm at my desk or on the road, I can view and reply to all my email from one web-based interface. If I can get to the Internet, I can get to my messages. In addition, Gmail builds a searchable archive of all my mail, freeing me from having to squeeze all that information onto my laptop's hard drive.

Another reason I love Gmail: my outgoing emails can all be stamped with a personal email address of my own choosing. In my case, instead of having those emails be labeled [my address]@gmail.com, I can have them show the "mismailbox.com" address I prefer for people to use.

So, I love Gmail. I love it so much that, about a month ago, instead of reading and writing mail in an application (like Outlook, Entourage, or Apple's mail.app), I started exclusively reading and writing mail in Gmail's web-based interface. Over time, though, this has become a little uncomfortable, for a number of reasons:

- You can't write email off-line, to be uploaded to Gmail later.
- The web-based interface doesn't spell-check as you write.
- The web-based interface can be a little hard on the eyes after a while.

So yesterday, I tried an experiment: could I still enjoy all the goodness of Gmail ... but read and write email in Apple's mail.app?

Before I knew it, I had the system up and running. Outgoing mail was still being stamped with the address I prefer for folks to use, and incoming mail was arriving just fine. Unfortunately, for reasons I still don't quite understand, Gmail suddenly began sending me a copy of every email message I've ever archived. My Inbox began filling with hundreds of messages, and I couldn't stop the process.

As a result, my ability to send Gmail has been suspended. (Attempting to do so produces a dialog box that says, "You have reached a limit for sending mail.") Happily, I've got other accounts I can use to send messages through ... otherwise, I could be silenced for up to three days with no way to send outgoing mail.

(Hitting the limit doesn't just happen to spammers and klutzes like me. I've come across stories from many other users, most of whom were trying to tell all their contacts, "Hey, I've moved to Gmail!" Their first 400 or so alerts went out ... and then Gmail shut them down.)

I understand Google's need to limit Gmail's attractiveness to spammers. Still, this experience has exposed Gmail's slimy underbelly to me in more ways than one:

- Gmail offers zero customer support. You can forget getting answers from Google about this or any other issue. Customer support is pretty much limited to FAQ's and a customer-driven message board. I never found a direct way to contact customer service, and those who have used the web-based form say they never get answers.

- Gmail doesn't give its customers important information. What's the upper limit on outgoing mail per day, exactly? How long will my outgoing email be shut off? (The dialog box I see just says, "Wait a while." How long is a while?) How will I know when my service will be restored? Details like these are important; until Google releases them, Gmail users should be cautious about using the service.

- Complaints fall on deaf ears. Any criticism of the system tends to get met with, "Hey, it's a free service. Don't like it? Don't use it." To an extent, this is true -- Gmail is a powerful email service that is offered to the public at no charge. Still ... using that "free service" status to squelch valid questions and objections strikes me as more than a little churlish.

If you're using Gmail -- especially as your primary or exclusive email solution -- you should be aware of these issues.

Five Things the American Press Should Do

George C. Deutsch -- you know, the Bush appointee to NASA who muzzled global warming experts and ordered NASA writers to put the word "theory" after every use of the words "Big Bang" -- has been exposed as a liar and a fraud. Though his resume claims he possesses a journalism degree from Texas A&M, the school confirmed yesterday that Mr. Deutsch never graduated.

A blogger broke the story.

Over the last several years an important trend is emerging: citizen reporters are becoming better at digging up facts than the fawning, corporate-owned American press. Reporters, it seems, are no longer interested in investigation; they merely recite claims made by others. Producers, it seems, are no longer out looking for important stories; they merely browse sites like MetaFilter for inspiration. (If it's on MetaFilter today, it'll be on 20/20 and Good Morning America in two weeks.)

It may be that the American press is no longer peopled by anything but pretty corporate puppets. In the event that there are still a few folks out there with a shred of journalistic integrity to their names, MadeByMark.com presents five things the press should do in order to command respect again:

1. Do background checks of public officials.

What happens now: The President appoints a green kid to an important NASA post, and the press says, "Great! Mr. Deutsch, do you prefer boxers or briefs?"

What should happen: The President appoints a green kid to an important NASA post, and the press says, "Wait. You look awfully young. What are your credentials, exactly? Where did you say you graduated? Can we have a copy of that resume? Wait ... you graduated when? From where? With a degree in journalism? So what qualifies you to hold a post in a scientific organization? Something seems fishy here ..."

2. Refuse to be used to transmit propaganda.

What happens now: The President's people announce that all questions at tonight's televised press conference must be submitted ahead of time, pre-screened, and approved. The press says, "What time should we arrive?"

What should happen: The President's people announce that all questions at tonight's televised press conference must be submitted ahead of time, pre-screened, and approved. The story should be: "Why Does the President Fear the Press?" The press should refuse to attend or cover the event.

What happens now: The President refuses to speak in front of audiences unless they've been screened to contain nothing but ardent supporters, and his staff forcibly removes potential dissenters. The press obediently accepts this as "business as usual."

What should happen: The President refuses to speak in front of audiences unless they've been screened to contain nothing but ardent supporters, and his staff forcibly removes potential dissenters. The press should scream, "What about freedom of speech? What is the President afraid of? Why is the President who positions himself as the leader who strikes fear in the hearts of our enemies afraid to face crowds that haven't been hand-picked by his staff?" When the policy doesn't change, the press should refuse to cover or attend these events.

3. Ask for specifics.

What happens now: The President says, "We're going to stay the course in Iraq." The press says, "Our President says we're staying the course!"

What should happen: The President says, "We're going to stay the course in Iraq." The press says, "Is there ever a point at which the combined loss of life and expense of this operation make withdrawal a better option for the U.S. than 'staying the course?' If so, what is that point, exactly? If not, what conditions, exactly, must be met in order for our tour in Iraq to be over? Until you specify those conditions, how can we possibly measure progress toward that goal?"

What happens now: The President says, "We're going to wean ourselves from dependence on foreign oil." The press says, "We're going to wean ourselves from foreign oil!"

What should happen: The President says, "We're going to wean ourselves from dependence on foreign oil." The press says, "How, exactly? What's the plan? How long will it take? By what point will we be, say, fifty percent weaned? What alternative energy supplies will be replacing foreign oil? Your own staff retreated from this statement the very next day, sir. That being the case, how can we place faith in any of your other statements?"

4. Stop being afraid of where the facts lead.

What happens now: After notoriously reliable exit polls predict a Kerry win, Bush wins the 2004 election by a margin that defies logical explanation. The press says, "Bush wins!"

What should happen: After notoriously reliable exit polls predict a Kerry win, Bush wins the 2004 election by a margin that defies logical explanation. The press says, "Hmmm. Why are the polls accurate in districts with hand-counted votes and inaccurate only in districts with voting machines? Why is a voting method that creates no paper trail to audit being foisted on the American people? What ties does your administration have to the companies that create these machines?"

What happens now: A high-profile "reporter" with security-approved credentials turns out to be a high-priced gay male hooker with a series of overnight stays at the White House on the books. The press does nothing.

What should happen: A high-profile "reporter" with security-approved credentials turns out to be a high-priced gay male hooker with a series of overnight stays at the White House on the books. The press asks, "Who invited this guy? Who got him clearance? Who did the background checks? Does that person still have a job? Who is this guy visiting, exactly? Who did he stay with overnight? What was the purpose of his visit? When the President called on this guy for softball questions, did the President know the man was a gay hustler? Are we to believe that no one in the White House knew this, when a simple Google search turns it up? How are we to have any faith at all in national security, when the folks in charge of security at the White House apparently can't use Google?"

5. Hold public officials accountable.

What happens now: Donald Rumsfield predicted the war in Iraq would cost $50 billion dollars. Costs for the war now top $440 billion. The press obediently reports these figures.

What should happen: Donald Rumsfield predicted the war in Iraq would cost $50 billion dollars. Costs for the war now top $440 billion. The press should scream, "How did $50 billion escalate to almost ten times that much? Are all our estimates so sloppy? Why is this war so much more expensive than you anticipated? Can you really ask taxpayers to continue to fund this effort without clearly accounting for where the money goes or at what point it will no longer be needed?"

Brokeback Mountain, Mississippi

Brokeback

Clyde and I anticipated that watching Brokeback Mountain with a Mississippi audience would challenge us. We've heard audience members catcall, moan with disgust, and make retching noises during movies with far less explicit homosexual content. We figured that Brokeback, with its kisses and caresses, might push homophobic audiences in Pearl, Mississippi over the edge.

Apparently, theater owners share our fears. Both major chains in Jackson -- Regal and Cinemark -- are showing Brokeback ... but not advertising it. In the local paper, you'll see huge ads for everything from Big Momma's House 2 to Hostel. Since Brokeback began showing in Jackson three weeks or so ago, not one ad for it has appeared in the Clarion-Ledger. (Brokeback does appear in those tiny, text-only showtime listings.)

We were surprised, then, to find ourselves watching Brokeback at the Regal Parkway Cinemas with an unusually sober audience of AARP members. If any of these gray-haired, heterosexual couples were disgusted, they didn't say or do anything to express that disgust -- and, to their credit, they laughed in all the right places ... so they were awake and paying attention.

Sadly, I must report our experience was an unusual one. Last night, a friend told me about running into a fairly liberal older woman who had seen Brokeback this past Friday.

She frowned and shuddered. "I walked out."

My friend was surprised. "You walked out?"

"With a bunch of other people. I wasn't alone."

My friend couldn't believe it. "Why? Why did you walk out?"

The older woman sighed. "This is Mississippi. We're ... conservative. Folks around here just aren't ready to see all that on screen."

* * * * *

In other gay movie news: once Oscar buzz began building around Capote -- which has zero overt sexual content and goes out of its way to sublimate the main character's sexual preferences -- Cinemark brought the movie to Jackson ... for one show a day ... at ten o'clock p.m.

What's the logic behind that? The adults who might enjoy the show aren't likely to turn out for a three-hour movie that starts two hours before midnight.

Baby's First SuperBowl

Football

So last night, I had my first SuperBowl party -- but I admit that those of you really into the game would have been disappointed with the proceedings.

I heated up buffalo chicken tenders and popcorn chicken. I broke out the guac, the salsa, and the chips. And what's a SuperBowl party without that Southern staple, Ro-Tel dip? To balance all the salty/spicy, I had a Godiva double chocolate cheesecake waiting on the sidelines. (Hey! A football word! I feel so butch!)

We started the evening with a toast, using my beloved bottle of Blu-di-blu, a curious wine beverage I came across in Italy. (We quickly dubbed it, "The Blue Fairy.") It's not exactly manly, but it's the only champagne I've ever really enjoyed, and it got the evening off to a festive start.

After that, we fired up the game on my glorious 40-inch high-definition DLP television ...

... and then promptly retired to the kitchen to sit around the table and scarf down the treats. After that, we hooked my PowerBook up to the PC feed on the t.v. (sorry, SuperBowl) and watched hilarious videos from Google Video and YouTube.com. If you've not seen the YMCA dance, the flatulent minister series, or the "They're Dark-Sided!" tirade from the Trading Spouses woman, you haven't been wasting enough time on the Internets lately.

After, we tried our best to watch the SuperBowl, but we got distracted by that amazing floating camera they were using to deliver swooping, helicopter-style shots of the game. After that, everyone felt a little sleepy (probably from all the junk food and Blu-di-Blu), and we all retired to our respective homes and went to bed.

Not exactly what was going on over at, say, Brett Farve's house, I imagine ... but fun, nonetheless.

Living in the Least Livable State

For the seventh year in a row, Mississippi has been ranked the "least livable" state in the USA.

writing.MadeByMark.com

Today, I'm pleased to launch writing.MadeByMark.com -- a blog exclusively dedicated to books, software, articles, and tips of interest to beginning writers and future authors. (Curious old pros will likely find a handy tip or two, as well.)

The information you'll find there will be practical, useful, and absolutely free. The site will be updated frequently -- a minimum of two or three times per week. I'm always interested in your feedback, so take a look, and let me know what you think.

Meantime, if you think the site could be useful:

1) please forward the web address (writing.MadeByMark.com) to friends interested in creative writing, non-fiction writing, or journaling

2) mention writing.MadeByMark.com in a newsletter

3) consider consider placing a link to writing.MadeByMark.com (even temporarily) on your website in an article or sidebar, or

4) buy a big billboard or one of the remaining open SuperBowl ad slots for writing.MadeByMark.com.

To sweeten the pot, I'll make you an offer: when you email someone to writing.MadeByMark.com, mention the site in a newsletter, or place a link to the site on your blog ... copy me on the email, send me the newsletter, or drop me an email to tell me about your link.

I'll put all these notifications in a pot, and on March 31st, 2006, I'll draw one. The winning referrer will get his or her choice of:

- a FREE autographed copy of any book or deck I've published (from any of those listed on MadeByMark.com)

OR

- a live, FREE 30-minute brainstorming session or Tarot reading with me.

Thanks in advance for your help!

Digital Media: NBC and CBS Just Don't Get It

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Remember me pleading with NBC to make the final episodes of The Book of Daniel available for downloading via iTunes?

As it turns out, NBC is making The Book of Daniel available ... for free! (Yay!)

But not via iTunes. (Boo.)

And it's not downloadable; instead, they're streaming one episode a week from NBC.com. (Boo!)

And to watch it, you must use Internet Explorer and Real Player. (BOO!)

On a Windows-based PC. (BOOOOOOOO!)

Talk about doing the right thing the wrong way! I should note, however, that Clyde and I did find ourselves curled up on the couch in front of his stylish thirteen-inch Averatec laptop watching this week's episode in all its streaming glory.

Take it from us: don't sit down until you're ready to start watching, because the badly programmed web page where the show resides starts playing the file the second you arrive. Even over a fairly fast connection, the full-screen image is grainy and the video often stutters. If you're still living in the land of dial-up, don't bother tuning in.

Oh, well. I suppose at the end of this little foray into doling out a cancelled show in the stingiest, kludgiest way possible, someone at NBC will release a statement saying, "We couldn't even give The Book of Daniel away for free. The age of digital broadband entertaining simply hasn't yet arrived."

Not to be beaten out for this year's Worst Way to Distribute Digital Programming awards, CBS announced tonight that they will be making Survivor: Panama available as a $1.99-per episode download. (Yay!)

But from CBS.com -- not from iTunes. (Boo!)

In fact, the video won't even play on an iPod. (Boo!)

And 24 hours after you pay for it, the video "expires" and can't be watched any more. (BOOOO!)

Somehow, even before this particular game has begun, I already feel as though the tribe has spoken. Thanks, CBS, but at this rate, I'll get my Survivor fix from my trusty Tivo and save two bucks.

Review: Yojimbo (versus Other Note-Taking Software)

YojimboYojimbo is the new darling of everyone interested in managing a collection of notes on the Mac. Several reviewers and bloggers ditched long-term relationships with StickyBrain to dance with the new boy in town. Not one to be left out of the latest software goodness, I downloaded the trial version and decided to see for myself what all the shouting was about.

First things first: Yojimbo's pretty. Very pretty. We're talking, "If Yojimbo were a professional model, Yojimbo would work for Abercrombie and Fitch" kind of pretty. (This is true in more ways than one, but we'll talk about that later).

Yojimbo-Glamor Like every other piece of note-taking software on the market, Yojimbo is essentially a way of filing text, photos, multimedia content, files, web pages, and almost anything else you can stick in a computer. Once in Yojimbo's database, these entries can be quickly and easily searched.

Note taking software is like a magic shoebox. You toss stuff in. You forget about it. Weeks later, you say, "Where was that article on Wiccan Herbal Slow-Cooking Recipes?" When you shake your magic shoebox, the slip of paper you needed is the only one that falls out.

With so many other packages out there (Mori, StickyBrain, etc.), why is Yojimbo different? Well, the interface is bright, clean, candy-colored, and customizable. See those bright little icons in the screenshot? You can choose 'em from a reasonable library of options, or you can drag in your own.

At least one reviewer has had multiple orgasms over the fact that Yojimbo, instead of using an OpenBase database to store its data, uses mySql. (Someone needs to get out more.)

Yojimbo can encrypt your notes, so granny won't accidentally stumble over your meticulously cataloged collection of naughty fiction.

What interests me most about Yojimbo, though, is what it lacks: smarts.

There are "smart folders" capable of sorting your latest entries or pulling together all your passwords ... but these are pre-programmed by the little elves who created Yojimbo. You can't make your own.

Yojimbo allows you to create folders, but you can't put folders within folders (a wonderful thing called "nesting.") In other words, if you have fifteen projects, you can't give each one a folder of its own and put all of those folders in one big folder called "Projects." With Yojimbo, you'll have to put each of your projects in a top-level folder. The result? That pretty list of folders on the left gets very long, very fast. Hope ya like scrollin'.

Worse, the folders in the folder pane are going to sort themselves in alphabetical order, no matter what you do. So be prepared for your project folders to be interspersed with other folders, whether those folders belong together logically or not. (Yuk!)

So I'm back to my Abercrombie and Fitch analogy: Yojimbo 1.0 is pretty ... but not very smart. (He's not a cheap date, either, with a sticker price of $39.00!) As the newcomer at the Mac Notetaking Ball, he's turning a lot of heads. My prediction, though, is that in about six months, you'll see a rash of posts from folks who discover beauty is no substitute for utility.

Top News Stories You Didn't Hear

Project Censored asks "nearly 200 university faculty, students, and community experts" to review a thousand news items. The team selects twenty-five news items they feel were "ignored or downplayed by the mainstream media" last year; a panel of judges then ranks those stories in terms of their importance.

These people aren't conspiracy kooks. Their documentation is extensive, meticulous, and made available to anyone who wishes to review it. Walter Cronkite positions the group's work as a barometer for determining the extent to which "our newspapers and our broadcasting outlets are practicing thorough and responsible journalism."

Today, Project Censored released its Top News Stories You Didn't Hear. Among them:

- The 2004 Election appears Fraudulent. Exit polls indicated Kerry would win the 2004 election by a margin of five million votes. Bush, however, was reported the winner by three million votes. A discrepancy of eight million votes is "a statistical impossibility," and -- tellingly -- vote counts varied from exit poll predictions only in precincts where electronic voting machines were used. The mainstream media refused to cover this story, even when the companies producing the voting machines were found to have strong political ties to the Bush administration.

- The Bush Administration is the Most Secretive in American History. The Bush White House did everything in its power to "erode open government," from narrowing the scope of the Freedom of Information Act to simply refusing to provide information demanded by congressional subcommittees and the Government Accountability Office.

- America's Military may be Guilty of Gross Atrocities. The United States military committed "grave breeches of the Geneva Convention" during its assault on Fallujah, from employing illegal phosphorous bombs to executing "families waving white flags."

- The Pentagon Discourages Free Coverage of the War in Iraq. The Pentagon discouraged free and open reporting on the war in Iraq by refusing to provide even basic protection for journalists who would not agree to be "embedded" with U.S. troops.

Click here to see all twenty-five under-reported stories ... and here to see a remarkable list of all the things you must believe if, in fact, you believe Bush legitimately won the 2004 election.

StickyGTD: Getting Things Done with StickyBrain (Part 2)

This is the second part of a two-part post; the first part can be found here.

Quick Review
David Allen's Getting Things Done is a popular self-management strategy. Those who use it identify meaningful projects and break those projects down into physical tasks called "next actions." Instead of assigning these tasks priorities, adherents associate each with a context -- a place and time (at home, at work, on the phone) when a given task can be accomplished. The result? Anytime, anywhere, people can be more focused and productive.

StickyBrain is an information-management and note-taking application. StickyBrain stores notes -- capable of holding text, files, web pages, and even multimedia clips -- in folders. By associating projects with folders and "next action" items with notes, users can configure StickyBrain to help them start Getting Things Done in less time than it takes to read this article.

So: what have we done so far?

- We've created a folder called "Projects."

- Within the master Projects folder, we've created a sub-folder for every project on your plate.

- For each project, we've brainstormed a series of next actions -- physical, measurable steps you can take to bring the project to completion.

- Within each project folder, we've created one note for each next action, placing the next action entry (like "Buy a Ouija board" or "Get tickets for Brokeback Mountain, The Musical) in the title field of each note.

This is a great start ... but currently, our system lacks a means of helping you decide which tasks should be done and when you should work on them.

Actions-1 Step Two: Creating Context Lists

That's where a second master folder comes in -- your "Action Items" folder. This is the folder that will provide an overview of what's waiting to be done and sort your tasks by context.

To create the Action Items folder, select the Library folder, then choose Folder>New. When the dialog box appears, name the folder "Action Items."

Once the folder exists, select it by clicking on it. Then, using the Folder>New command again and again, create the following "context folders" inside the Action Items folder: @Computer, @Email, @Errands, @Home, @Phone, @Work, Read/Review, and Waiting For.

Note: These are my context folders, designed to reflect the places and times I get things done each day. You should feel free to create contexts that reflect your own experience. You may, for example, be a gay cowboy with sheep to tend and a mountaineerin' boyfriend to pleasure; if so, create yourself an @Pasture and @PupTent.

Step Three: Populating Your Action Items Folder

Now that you've created the Action Items folder and the context folders within it, say this aloud: "Mark, I promise to never, ever physically place any notes in these folders."

Yep, that's right. Strange as it may sound, you will never, ever directly place a note in the Action Items folder, or any of the context folders within it. It's forbidden.

So ... where will your action items come from? Why from your review of your projects, of course!

Here's what to do:

1) During your weekly review (GTD recommends a weekly review of all your projects, you know), take note of each "next action" associated with each of your projects. In StickyBrain, this is easy: expand the master Project folder and look inside each individual project folder within it.

2) For each project, select the next logical action by clicking on it one time.

3) Once it's selected, right-click it, revealing an expandable context menu.

4) Choose Add To>Action Items>[and the appropriate context folder].

Action Items Ah ha! Now, even though this note is physically filed in the project folder, it also appears in the appropriate context folder! Go see -- click on the Action Items folder! (If the Action Items folder is collapsed, hiding the context folders within it, you'll see your next action item in the notes pane. If the Action Items folder is expanded, you won't see your action item in the notes pane until you click on the appropriate context folder.)

Notes Folders Even better: if you've selected View>Note Columns>Folders from the menu bar, in the notes pane, you'll be able to see, in addition to the action item, the project and the context with which it's associated.

Why This is So Cool
Now you can go through your projects, identify next actions, right-click each one, and add that item to a particular context.

Then, the next time you're @Work or @Computer, you can check the corresponding context folder and see a summary of all next actions from all projects that can be performed right now, right where you are. Wow!

- When you complete a next action, you can remove it from the context folder (or, if all your context folders are rolled up into the Action Items folder, you can remove it from the Action Items folder itself). The original copy will remain in the project folder -- and now you can go there, select another "next action," and get on with 'cher bidness, as they say.

- When a project ends, you can create a master folder called "Archives" and stow your old projects there, complete with all the steps you took to finish 'em. Or, if you prefer, you can trash the suckers and never look at them again.

Conclusion
In many ways, I think StickyGTD is a bit more visual and flexible than GTD implementation in other programs.

- You can quickly and easily see your tasks in context: in association with a specific project or with a specific place and time.

- You can get the satisfaction of deleting a next action from your list ... while keeping a record of the original action plan intact.

- You can archive completed projects in a flash, action items and all. And thanks to StickyBrain, you can search and sort all this information at lightning speed.

- By right-clicking, using the Services menu, or hitting a hot key you define, you can send information from any program (web browsers, other apps -- you name it) directly to a specific project folder or your Read/Review folder at any time.

I've been using my StickyGTD system for several weeks with great success. It may not be as elegant and automated as Kinkless GTD -- but to use it, you won't have to buy OmniOutliner Pro ($69.95) to make it work. (You will need StickyBrain, of course, but it's just $39.99, and you can use it for a slew of other applications, too.)

Here's hoping you find the system that works best for you.

StickyGTD: Getting Things Done with StickyBrain (Part 1)

StickybrainOnce people start using the Getting Things Done system, they usually start looking for software that will help them manage tasks and workflow more efficiently. I've seen articles by people who are using everything from the Kinkless GTD scripts for OmniOutliner Pro to folks using Circus Ponies Notebook. I haven't seen anyone mention using StickyBrain (the information manager I prefer to use) so here's an overview of how I've started Getting Things Done using StickyBrain.

What is StickyBrain?
StickyBrain itself is an information management program. It allows me to create notes, store these notes in folders, and quickly retrieve them with a keyword search. Notes may contain text, web pages, files, or multimedia.

As a result, StickyBrain is a great place to stick all those little pieces of information you'd like to save, but have no central repository for. Also, if you do any research at all, you'll catch on immediately how useful it is to be able to save notes on a project, web pages related to it, reading notes, summaries of reports, and Word documents all in one big project folder. With StickyBrain, information never gets lost.

I've tried all the other similar software packages out there, from newcomer Yojimbo 1.0 (pretty, but no depth) to Circus Ponies' Notebook (if I want a notebook that limits me to looking at one page of information at a time, I'll use, well, a paper notebook). In my personal opinion, for the kind of information-wrangling I do on a daily basis, StickyBrain delivers the most bang for the buck.

What is Getting Things Done?
David Allen's Getting Things Done system has four basic precepts:

- Anything you need to do that will take more than one step to complete is a project.

- A project consists of a series of tasks -- physical, measurable things you must do in order to complete the project, step by step.

- Instead of cramming all these steps on a To Do list, the GTD system focuses your attention on the very next thing you have to do to move forward -- the "next action."

- Instead of obsessing on how to prioritize next actions from various projects, you give each a context -- a place and time when it can be done ... like "at work" or "when I'm on the phone."

On the computer? You pull a next action item from your "@Computer" list. Running errands? Check your "@Errands" list. The result? You're prepared to be productive wherever you happen to be.

The simpler the system for managing these things, the better -- because if a system becomes complex, people begin investing more energy in maintaining the system than in getting things done. (And, with time, they drop the system entirely.)

Getting Things Done with StickyBrain
Step One - Organizing Projects

ProjectsThe first step in setting up a StickyGTD system is to create a Projects folder.

1. (In the Folders List, select the "All Notes" folder.

2. From the menu bar, choose Folder>New. The New Folder dialogue box will appear.

3. Title this folder "Projects," and you're done!)

Next, select the new Projects folder you've just created by clicking on it once. (The selected folder will be highlighted.)

Now, the magic begins! StickyBrain supports nested folders, so your Projects folder can contain any number of sub-folders -- in this case, one for each of your projects. With the new Projects folder selected, create a sub-folder for each project you have on your plate -- any effort that will require more than one step to complete. These new, project-specific folders will appear as "children" of the master Projects folder.

In the screen shot above, you can see the first few project folders in my own collection: one for a book called 101 Reasons, another for the Absolute Beginner's Guide to Tarot, and another for planning my trip to AWP in March. (You'll also see a folder called "1 Steps." More on it later.)

Now that your project folders exist, it's time to populate each one with some fresh, hot, next-action goodness. Select any specific project's folder (but not the master Projects folder). Now -- ask yourself, "What physical, observable, and measurable steps do I need to complete this project?" At this point, you don't have to imagine them all -- just the next two or three necessary steps will do.

For example: for the project "Create a Time Machine," I might brainstorm the following next actions:

1) Take apart my collection of old radios
2) Retrieve crystals
3) Arrange crystals in a hyper-dimensional array
4) Attach the array to the quantum accelerator

In StickyGTD, each of these next-action steps becomes the title of an individual note, filed within your project folder.

To create a new next-action note,

1) Select the appropriate project folder, then type Command-N, or use the "New Note" button on the toolbar. The "New Note" window will appear, complete with a title field and a note content field.

2) Type the next action into the title field.

3) Close the New Note window (or type Command-W).

Often, your new note's content field can just be empty -- but If your next action is something like "Buy ingredients for cake," you could easily put the list of ingredients you need down in the note content field.

NotesTip: After brainstorming your next actions list, you might like to number each action in the list, as I do. Why? Because, if you number your next action entries, they'll sort higher on the list than your research-related notes, making it easier to distinguish between next-action notes and research-related notes. (Click the screenshot to see an example).

In addition to next actions, you may also create notes to hold related research, bookmarks, web pages, or even multimedia related to this project. Always put next action notes and research notes in a specific project folder. That way, you can easily :

a) see all notes from all projects at once (by selecting the master Projects folder itself, when all the other project folders are "rolled up" into it) or

b) see just the notes related to one specific project (by selecting a specific project folder).

Oh, yeah -- remember that "1 Steps" folder I mentioned earlier? Projects are, technically, only those things that require more than one step to complete. Even so, I like to create a project folder called "1 Steps" to hold all my unrelated one-step action items -- like "Return David's Call." In my next entry, you'll see why this works so well.

Next: Creating Contextual Next Action Lists

Getting Things Done


"Getting Things Done: The Art of Stress-Free Productivity" (David Allen)

I'm weary of having "C priority" items on my to-do lists that somehow never make it up to the "A priority" category. I'm tired of relegating so many of my great ideas to the "maybe later" pile. So for the past couple of weeks, I've been trying Dave Allen's Getting Things Done system on for size.

The GTD process works especially well for people who constantly come up with more projects than they can reasonably complete. For someone like me -- great at conceiving a project, but not as great when "nose to the grindstone" time comes -- the GTD system offers some very worthwhile benefits:

- It does away with old-fashioned To Do lists, replacing them with "next action" lists. This is a small shift in awareness, but an important one, as it pushes you to think of all your projects in terms of small, measurable, physically observable steps. My old To Do lists used to be riddled with time-wasting internals, like "Think about how to do X." Translating these into physical actions -- next steps -- makes all the difference in the world.

- It stresses simplicity. I love to obsess on finding the tool -- particularly the Holy Grail of Software -- for a given task. Example: previously, I would have spent hours and hours looking into just the right piece of software to help me implement my personal GTD system. But GTD encourages folks like me to find solutions that are "just good enough," and then get on with our work. Result: I went with StickyBrain, a piece of software I already own. It's not perfect ... but it'll do.

- It introduces the idea of context. GTD encourages you to think about tasks within a specific context: things you can do on the phone, at the computer, when you're at home with time on your hands, in the car, out and about, etc. The result? You start filling little bits of previously wasted time with productive strides forward. Now, if I'm at my computer and have ten minutes to spare, I check my "At Computer" context list, pull an action item from it, and get that thing done.

I still have some terrible old habits to eliminate, but, overall, I'm seeing a great deal of improvement in a very short period of time. If you're looking for a way to get more done with less effort -- or if you've tried time management techniques that inevitably failed two weeks later -- give GTD a try.

Sometimes, Macs Just Don't Work!

Wireless internet connectivity on my Mac PowerBook G4 sucks.

I switched from a five-thousand-pound Windows workhorse laptop to a light, elegant 12-inch Powerbook about two months ago. With the exception of wireless internet connectivity, I'm very pleased ... even delighted.

- While it's true that Mac and Windows computers do many of the same things (and that you can pretty much use the same -- or very similar -- software packages on either platform), in general, on a Mac, tasks take fewer steps to accomplish. Work goes faster on a Mac.

- Macs are infinitely more stable than Windows machines. Since turning on my PowerBook back in October, I've restarted it three times. I used to restart Windows three times a day! On the rare occasion when a program crashes, it doesn't bring down the who computer the way a misbehaving Windows program can.

- I love being able to simultaneously burn a CD, play music in iTunes, and work in Microsoft Word. On my old PC, burning a CD or working with video demanded so much processor power that other tasks stopped or slowed to a crawl.

However, as mentioned earlier, the Airport wireless internet connectivity on my PowerBook sucks. And it doesn't just suck a little. It sucks a lot. It my PowerBook's Airport wireless internet connectivity were a vacuum cleaner, it would be the mother of all Hoovers.

Strangely, this didn't seem to be the case at first; in fact, during the first few weeks, I could have sworn my PowerBook's sensitivity to 80211.g signals was better, and that my throughput was faster. Suddenly, though, everything changed ... and now my internet connectivity comes and goes, and, when it's available, it's often no faster than a dial up connection.

I'm in the unique position of always having a Windows laptop with me -- either my own, at my desk, or Clyde's, when we're traveling. In every case, whether at home or abroad, the Windows laptop consistently sees more wireless networks than the Mac does ... and connects to them at higher speeds with greater reliability.

Here at home, I sit no more than fifteen feet away from our wireless router, and with MacStumbler, I can actually watch my home network signal pop in and pop out. When present, it's never higher than 50 percent. Heck, in the room -- three feet from the router -- numbers over 60 are almost impossible to achieve.

- When the time came to upload large graphic files to my publisher yesterday, I could have done it on my Mac (which estimated, given slow speeds and poor connectivity, that the task would take around twelve hours), but I did it on my old Windows machine (which handled it all in about twenty minutes). That sucks.

- While doing research at my own desk in my own home this week, I caught myself writing on my Mac ... and doing my web-based research on my old Windows laptop. That really sucks.

Yesterday, I did some research and discovered I'm not the only person who has this issue; some time ago, apparently, one of Apple's automatic updates to the Airport wireless internet connectivity seems to have had a real and measurable negative impact on wireless performance. I even managed to track down several articles offering some simple -- and some extreme -- measures users are implementing in an effort to fix the problem.

As a result, yesterday I found myself downloading software, revealing hidden files, digging around in the System Library, extracting files from older versions of the operating system, manually copying them to the appropriate hiding places in the Operating System's labyrinthine file structure, and rebooting my computer ... in short, doing all the same things I used to do on the Windows platform, back when I was a Windows user, in an effort to put things back to the way they were when my PowerBook arrived.

None of these measures worked for me.

And that really, really sucks ... especially given the fact that the main reason I switched was because I never wanted to spend three hours doing that kind of thing again.

Las Vegas - The Wynn

To make sure we fulfill the mileage requirements needed to preserve our platinum frequent flyer status, Clyde and I take a quick overnight trip to Las Vegas. Clyde, the Master of Discount Internet Travel, snags us an inexpensive package that includes round trip airfare and a night at the hottest new hotel on the Strip, the Wynn.

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The Fabulous Wynn Resort Hotel Casino

Though our arrival was a little complicated (you cannot, as the young woman at the Payless Auto Rental desk told us, "just drive up to the entrance around back" -- otherwise known as the freight entrance!), we loved the place once we got inside. Every inch of the place is designed to drop your jaw, and the crystal skylights, sweeping ceilings, floral and flower arrangements three stories tall, lobby walls upholstered in ostrich skin, and bright red and yellow tile mosaics on the floor are just the beginning.

Registration can take a little time; the staff is slow to open new check-in stations, and long lines are the rule. After finally getting our room key, we undertook the loooong walk to the guest elevators (before you and your wallet can reach the safety of a hotel room, you're forced to stroll past miles of slot machines and blackjack tables).

The room? Simply amazing. The entry way was perhaps ten feet wide, with a gracious marble and brass bath on the right. Frosted glass double doors led to the walk-in closet (large enough for Clyde to hide in and jump out at me, actually, but that's another story).

The room itself was huge, with one full wall of floor to ceiling windows perfectly angled to frame the lights of the Strip and the barren mountains beyond. When we arrived, the Gateway plasma screen television on the far wall was displaying a slideshow of bright blooms: tulips, lavender, sunflowers. In addition to the king size bed (great sheets, by the way), we had a breakfast table, two chairs, a computer desk, and a comfy couch. Sweet!

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Spacious rooms, great colors in the Wynn room

After settling in, we had lunch at The Buffet, where a dozen different live cooking stations competed for my attention at once. This is not your ordinary buffet, with huge troughs of mediocre food drying under heat lamps. No, at the Wynn the entrees are served in small batches, with chefs on hand to refill any empty tray with fresh, hot delights.

I started with the peeled and cooked shrimp, then moved on to a slab of teriyaki beef, a slice of pretty good pizza, a tender fried breast of chicken, a selection of fresh cheeses, Singapore noodles with hot sauce, and kobe beef meatballs in spicy marinara sauce. Now, don't get me wrong -- I didn't eat a plateful of each delicacy. After all, I had to save room for the made-on-site desserts!

I confess going a little crazy here, but who could blame me? They were putting out rich chocolate brownies, chocolate mousse dusted with tiny chips of walnut biscotti, chocolate chip cookies, six kinds of pie, and a dozen different varieties of gelatto. (I went with the coffee gelatto, mixed with chunks of dark chocolate.)

Stunned that I could still walk, we headed out to shop, hitting Sam's (yes, we went to the Sam's Club in Las Vegas ... they usually have better stuff than our Sam's here in Jackson), the Fry's Electronics, the Psychic Eye Bookshop (not recommended -- the merchandise is getting dusty, their Tarot books are few and far between, and even their Tarot deck selection was very limited), and, of course, the Apple Store in the Fashion Show mall across the street from the Wynn (how convenient).

We pretty much skipped dinner (okay, we had pressed Cuban sandwiches at the cafe in the Wynn), then went on to take in a performance of Avenue Q, a wise and genuinely funny "Sesame Street" spoof that's definitely not for the kiddies. (Let's just say "Ernie" and "Bert" -- though their names have been changed -- are more than just roommates ... and that the other puppet characters apparently have no qualms about inter-species sex.)

What a perfect day! We slept like logs, got up in time to down the breakfast buffet (bacon ... freshly sliced from an applewood smoked slab of pork!), answer email, and head out to the airport. A quick trip ... but a perfect trip, all the same.

They're Not Really Cowboys, Either!

A Reuters news article released today warns, "Two of Hollywood's hottest leading men, Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger, risk alienating fans and sending their stars plummeting, if, after watching the pair have sex on screen, audiences cannot see them any way other than gay."

One wonders why similar articles haven't appeared along these lines:

"One of Hollywood's hottest leading men, Leonardo diCaprio, risks alienating fans if, after watching him play Howard Hughes in The Aviator, audiences cannot see him as anything but a phobic, reclusive millionaire."

"One of Hollywood's hottest leading men, Nicholas Cage, risks sending his star plummeting if, after watching Lord of War, audiences cannot see him as anything but a ruthless arms dealer."

"Will audiences be shocked to learn that one of Hollywood's hottest leading women, Jodie Foster, isn't really the flight engineer she portrayed in her latest movie, Flightplan?"

"Will audiences gouge out their eyeballs in horror when they learn that, despite having played the role on television, neither Martin Sheen nor Geena Davis is actually the President of the United States?"

These are actors.

They are playing roles.

Most of us out here get that, I think.

'Nuff said.

Seeing the Signs


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Most of my visits to New York include a trip to Christopher Street, once considered the epicenter of gay life on the east coast.

A lot has changed since my first visit to the Village back in the early 1990's. On Christopher Street today, you're more likely to see yuppie couples and their apple-cheeked kids than drag queens. The giant Marlboro Man no longer looms large over the Village Cigar shop. Little stores -- like that great chocolate shop I loved so dearly -- come and go.

One storefront, though, has been consistent for at least a decade: that of Zena, the Tarot reader. Zena's reception room is furnished with lots of brass and crystal. Her lighting scheme includes red and green accent lamps. The place oozes metaphysical atmosphere.

And then, there is the sign in her window.

"The reading of Tarot cards," the sign says, "dates back to the year 5000 BC, when Egyptian Pharaohs summoned their astrologers to advise them what the Tarot revealed."

No, they didn't, for many reasons. First, while the Egpytians did invent papyrus -- a sort of precursor to paper made of plant fiber -- they didn't invent it until 3,000 BC. In 5,000 BC, paper, as a technology, simply didn't exist -- making it impossible for the Egyptians (or anyone else) to publish Tarot cards. The first Tarot cards appeared in 15th century Italy; there's not a shred of evidence they existed in any form prior to that time.

My point is this: if Zena will lie to you about the origin of her tools ... why would you expect her to tell you the truth about your life and future?

I've been tempted to go in for a reading and see her schtick first-hand. After all, at $20.00 per reading, her rates sound reasonable enough.

Read her sign closely, though, and you'll discover a fifteen-minute session may require several readings -- so you could easily spend forty or sixty dollars in that quarter hour. (You'll spend more for laser palm readings and astrology charts.)

Zena's prime real estate and opulent storefront fixtures don't come from $20.00 Tarot readings. As this NY Magazine reporter discovered, Zena (like most psychic frauds) makes her money by warning you of metaphysical negativity in your life and offering to scour it away with expensive crystals, high-priced candles, or a series of five or six high-dollar past-life therapy sessions guaranteed to cleanse your karma.

In the hands of frauds and quacks, Tarot becomes nothing more than a means of separating fools from their money. And that's a shame, because Tarot can be so much more.

Stage and Screen

Some people come to New York City to shop. Some come for the fine food. Others come for the museums.

Clyde and I go for a lot of reasons -- but we probably spend more time in theaters than most other visitors to NYC do. Over the past four days, we've seen:

Altar Boyz. What do you get when you mix boy bands, Catholicism, and fundamentalism? Altar Boyz -- which may well be the most engaging show now playing Off-Broadway. The five boys -- Matthew, Mark, Luke, Juan, and Abraham ("He's Jewish!") -- are all played with slack-jawed, unselfconscious sincerity; the lyrics are a scream. We dismissed this show during our last visit -- our loss!

- Paradise Now. Art theatre like this will never play in Jackson. Paradise Now tells the story of two Palestinian young men -- lifelong friends chosen by their radical sect to fulfill a suicide bombing mission in Tel Aviv. The movie could easily have been preachy or political; it's neither. Instead, we get first-person insights into centuries-old tensions in the Middle East, three-dimensional characters we care about, and an ending that left an audience of two hundred adults absolutely and totally speechless. (I'm not kidding. When this movie ended, no one spoke -- heck, no one moved -- for at least two full minutes.)

- Doubt. A conservative nun with a penchant for running her school her way doesn't like a young, friendly priest's innovative teaching methods ... or his enthusiasm for devoting extra time and attention to troubled young men. After convincing herself the priest's intentions are anything but holy, she sets out on a one-woman campaign to "prove" the Father is a child molester. This play took -- and deserved -- the Tony for Best Drama this year.

- Blackmail Boy. You don't get gay-themed movies at the Tinseltown in Pearl, Mississippi ... and you sure don't get Greek gay-themed movies like Blackmail Boy. There's not a single redeemable person in the entire show, from the beautiful teenager who uses his relationship with an older man to secure his family's fortune to his mother (who approves the blackmail plan because it's the brainchild of her son-in-law, who she's sleeping with). Think Big, Fat, Greek, Wedding, minus all comedy, fused with Queer as Folk and reruns of Dallas.

- Capote. Truman, Truman, Truman. First, he's obsessing on the handsome young murderer who commits the In Cold Blood murders, then he's in love with the killer, then he's saving the killer from execution, then lying to him, then refusing to help with appeals because the book can't be finished until the execution is complete. Tragic on so many levels -- but Oscar fodder for sure.

- Love! Valour! Compassion! The Off-Off-Broadway production of this powerful play was staged in an intimate black-box theatre. In our front row seats, we felt as though we were guests in the summer house where all three acts take place. (The skinny-dipping scenes were, um, engaging ... in an entirely academic way, of course. Ahem.) The Swan Lake sequence reduces me to tears every time I see it.

Bodies. Neither a movie nor a play, Bodies is an in-your-face exhibit of actual human bodies -- bones, blood vessels, muscles, organs -- preserved by means of an esoteric process that reduces our meaty, gooey innards to glossy, museum-quality latex. The corpses have been sliced, diced, segmented, and posed with basketballs and footballs. The most shocking display: two figures, one composed entirely and solely of bone, and one of nothing but muscles and nerves, running toward each other, on the verge of an embrace. (The two figures are really just one person, divided this way to emphasize the features of the two different systems.)

It's all passed off as science, but I think there's an element of the lurid in this show, as well. (Real! Human! Bodies!) Worse: while the corpses have been plasticized, they are still shedding the strong and unmistakable odor of formaldehyde. (Remember dissection week back in your high school science class?) It's strong enough to sting the eyes, and Clyde left early, feeling nauseous.

- Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. All the reviews of John Lithgow's star turn in this Broadway comedy said "Great for the first act, downhill from there." They're wrong -- not even the first act engaged us. Perhaps our nosebleed seats worked against us, but we just didn't connect with this show in any way. We left at intermission. (That hasn't happened since Cats!)

- Gay Sex in the 70's. This documentary uses everything from home movie footage to vintage pornography to bring Manhattan's pre-AIDS gay subculture to the big screen. Right up front, the filmmakers make a huge mistake: they assume New York is the whole world -- or the only part of the world that matters. As a result, they equate the habits of sexual extremists in 1970's Manhattan with the habits of all gay people, everywhere, during the decade in question.

I suspect a comprehensive look at gay sex in the seventies -- or, for that matter, a look at gay sex in the seventies anywhere but Manhattan -- would provide us with a very different picture indeed.

Me? I've grown up in the age of AIDS. From the start, my sexuality has been tempered by the knowledge that a single one-night stand with an infected person can have potentially disastrous consequences. Thanks to that -- and my conservative upbringing -- I confess I can't really identify with the talking heads in the film who feel such powerful nostalgia for anonymous sex in broken-down warehouses.

- Chicken Little in Digital 3D. Okay, okay. Not an art film or a play, I know -- and even here in Jackson, Chicken Little is being screened twenty-two times a day. But none of those showings are in Disney Digital 3D, which gives the movie amazing visual depth and clarity. So we headed to Times Square, donned our big green 3D glasses, and settled in -- me for the move, Clyde for a nap.

Turing "Ooops" into Opportunity

MadeByMark.com is hosted by TypePad, a blogging service that makes it possible for me to spend time writing content instead of tinkering with obscure template codes.

Over the past forty-five days or so, the TypePad service experienced some real issues. The site has been slow. Sometimes, efforts to contact the site fail. Once or twice, it's been nearly impossible to send fat graphics files up the pipeline. I noticed these issues while we were traveling in Asia (and, to be perfectly frank, wrote most of them off to problematic local Internet connections). Other people, though, were apparently far more inconvenienced than I have been.

So what a pleasure, then, to receive a note yesterday from TypePad customer service containing a fair and innovative approach to defusing a potentially nasty customer service problem. Rather than make a one-size-fits-all gesture, the folks at TypePad are allowing customers to pick compensation based on personal impact:

- Have lots of trouble? You can indicate you want 45 days of free service.

- Have occasional trouble? You can get a 30-day credit.

- Have a little trouble, but not much? You can get a 15-day credit.

- Have no trouble at all? You can decline credit and say, "No, but thanks for offering."

- Do nothing by the deadline, and you'll get a 15-day credit, regardless.

Will some jerks who never had a problem at all use this as an opportunity to snag 45 days of free credit? Absolutely.

That said, this sort of solution demonstrates a remarkable amount of trust and integrity on the part of the folks at SixApart (the team behind TypePad). It's brilliant, because it leverages the Internet's ability to provide inexpensive face-to-face contact with every customer to solve a potentially prickly dilemma. It's practical, because it recognizes that not even major service issues impact everyone equally. Best of all, it's brave -- because it puts customer satisfaction ahead of short-term profit.

A lot of businesses could learn a lot from the way SixApart handled this situation.

Ecto: The Offline Blogging Software for the Mac

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Hands down, Ecto is the best offline blogging software for the Mac.

How Uncle Mark Evaluates Software for You

When it comes to choosing software, I'm a bit obsessive.

Here's my process: once I identify a need, I do massive online research, read dozens of reviews, and download almost every option. As a way of getting a feel for the strengths and weaknesses of each package, I adopt each piece of software for two or three days. I did the same thing with Ecto and its competitors, and Ecto is, by far, the superior product.

What is Offline Blogging Software?

More and more people are blogging -- publishing thoughts about their lives and obsessions online. Most blogging services are web-based: you go to your blog's URL, a form opens in your web browser, and you type and format your entry in dedicated fields on a web page.

Offline blogging software changes all that. With offline blogging software, you don't have to be connected to the Internet to create blog entries. Instead, you type your entries into the blogging software itself. Later, when you do connect to the Internet, you can publish all your entries to your blog with just one click.

Why do you need Offline Blogging Software?

Two big reasons:

1) Ease of use. Most online blogging systems make it hard to post pictures, thumbnails of photos, and other media inside your blog entries. (Usually, doing so requires you to know special codes used for web programming and design.) Blog software gives you a WYSIWYG interface for building your blog entries. Want a photo on the left of an entry? Drag and drop it there. Instead of staring at codes, you'll see the entry exactly as it will appear online.

2) Stability. I've been blogging for five years. I can't tell you how often I've composed a perfect entry, only to see it disappear forever when I accidently clicked the BACK button on my browser. Entries written in blogging software, though, are saved as you type. If your Internet connection fails, your unpublished entries are safe.

Why Ecto?

Just before making the switch to the Mac, I had discovered BlogJet, the best offline blogging software for Windows. BlogJet is one amazing piece of software, making it easier than ever to create attractive, media-rich blog posts. Sadly, it's not available on the Mac platform.

MarsEdit for the Mac is a great little program, and it integrates well with RSS news readers like NetNewsWire (the best RSS reader for the Mac). But, unlike Ecto, MarsEdit is still very code-conscious. For folks like me, who want to focus on their content, not on HTML tags, Ecto is by far the better choice.

Frequency is a mess. Before the software can be used, you have to find all kinds of esoteric server settings and enter them in the right places. It's not the choice for folks who want something to "just work." (Worse? The interface is just plain ugly.)

If you're tied to the .Mac platform, BlogWave Studio may be an option ... but the developer hasn't been supporting the software for months now, and the front page of the website features nothing more than black text on a white screen saying, "Be back in January." Not for me!

Ecto, by contrast, costs just eighteen bucks -- less than any of the other offline blogging software options available. It's fast. It's dependable. It's consistent. It's pretty to look at. It works like a charm. Those pesky settings Frequency asks for? Ecto figures them out automatically ... and it backs up past entries automatically, too.

You can make your blog entries without typing a line of code. (If you love to type in code, though, you can switch to a window that allows you to do so.)

Ecto could do a better job of handling photos. Unlike BlogJet or even the Flickr blog interface, positioning a graphic image in an entry requires a little tinkering, and isn't intuitive. (Once you learn the secret, it's easy to do.) But that's one small downside to an otherwise excellent program.

Long story short: if you're a Windows blogger, you should be using BlogJet. If you're a Mac-based blogger, you should be using Ecto. But don't take my word for it: both programs provide a full-featured 30-day trial download. Pull down a copy and see just how easy blogging can be.

What a Difference a 'T' Makes

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I've invested considerable time and effort in creating and promoting TarotTools.com, the resource site associated with all my Tarot books. Every Tarot book I've published points readers to TarotTools.com and encourages them to participate in the forums they find there.

Earlier today, when I accidentally left one of the internal T's out of TarotTools.com, I found myself at TaroTools.com, created in March of this year (long after TarotTools.com was created in 2001). The site is based on one of those Tarot-themed generic downloadable Flash templates sold by dozens of "instant site" vendors. It seems mostly geared toward selling online Tarot readings, but also offers a forum that looks a bit too much like my own TarotTools.com forums for comfort.

I think there's a reasonable chance readers who accidentally typed "TaroTools.com" might wind up here and mistakenly believe they've found my online home -- especially since, in the text of the website in question, the site refers to itself as TarotTools ... with the extra "T" added back in!

I'm still deciding what to do. A letter to the owner -- one Patrice Warner out in California -- would seem to be a good first step toward resolving the issue. If she's unwilling to change her URL, I'm not sure what an appropriate next step would be, short of legal action.

Apple Mail and Entourage: Occasionally, Not So Intuitive

While I like the fact that all Apple Mail messages can be searched with Spotlight (a sort of Google Desktop search built in to the Apple operating system, I find that I don't like having to use three different programs (Mail, iCal, and Address Book) to manage mail, personal information, projects, and tasks. As a result, I've abandoned Apple Mail for Microsoft's Entourage. Entourage integrates all these elements even better than Outlook does.

Today, though, I discovered a problem: every time I click an email link on a web page, my Mac launches Apple Mail. My effort to correct this behavior led me down a surprisingly counter-intuitive path, so I thought I'd document it here for other "switchers."

Settings for the default mail program should be in System Preferences. They aren't. Instead -- in a move that seems to fly in the face of the whole "intuitive approach" to computing -- Apple has hidden the default mail program settings in Apple Mail's preferences menu.

The result? To make Entourage (or any other mail program) your default mail program, you have to launch Apple Mail, click on Apple Mail's Preferences menu, and select your alternative mail program there.

Settings governing how a particular application works should reside in that application's preferences menu. Settings governing system-wide behavior -- which program handles all email, for example, or which browser is the default browser -- should be found in System Preferences. This needs to be changed.

Until it is ... well, now you know what to do.

MacPanic: PowerBook Screen Dims Fifty Percent

So, this morning, I got up to discover my new Mac PowerBook's 12" LCD screen was virtually unreadable. The image on my external flat-panel display was nice and bright, as always, but the built-in screen had become dim and muddy.

"No worries," I said. "The screen dims like that just before the computer goes to sleep. I'll just stroke the touchpad, and everything will be fine."

I stroked the touch pad. The screen remained dim. Even the little Apple logo on the back looked gray and unhealthy.

I touched the power switch. Nothing. I disconnected the external monitor, thinking that, when the screen reset, my 12" inch LCD would flare to life. Still, my screen was dark.

Feeling a little Windows deja-vu, I shut everything down and restarted my computer. (Only the second time in a month I'd had to do so.) When the Mac started back up ... the screen was still dim.

I confess that, at this point, I felt a little panic. What now? Had a backlight gone bad in less than a month? And what would the procedure for repairs be? I bought my Mac from Amazon.com. Would the folks at User Friendly repair it? Would I have to drive to the Apple Store in Memphis? Would I be forced to pack up everything and send it to some distant Apple repair facility?

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I'm half-way through two complicated projects. Moving them back to my Windows computer would be a genuine pain.

As a last-ditch effort, I opened the System Preferences app and clicked on Display. There, I found a little Brightness slider, moved almost completely to the extreme left. I clicked on the slider, shifted it right, and my screen brightened again. Problem solved.

I'm relieved. At the same time, I'm also a little befuddled. I didn't move that slider. I'm not using any applications that should have moved that slider. So how, overnight, did that slider shift from extreme right to extreme left? What's the culprit? A ghost?

If any other readers have experience with this, drop me a comment, okay? Thanks.

Yahoo Your Tivo

Yahoo and Tivo announced a partnership today that will allow Tivo owners to click shows in Yahoo's t.v. listings and have those shows automatically recorded.

Announcements like these remind me of how much I miss Tivo. Sure, we still have a Series II box, but, thanks to our Time-Warner set-top box's ability to record HD video, the Tivo is now a high-tech step child.

And that's a shame, because Tivo is so much more elegant and user-friendly. Some points of comparison:

Our Time-Warner box only offers program listings for the next four days. Tivo offers them for the next two weeks.

Video from our Time-Warner box stutters and jiggles. Video from our Tivo is smooth as silk.

The Time-Warner box drops audio for two or three seconds as often as four times in a one-hour show. When we used to watch our Tivo all the time, we never missed a single word of our favorite shows.

Subscribing to a program on the Time-Warner box requires scrolling through an alphabetical list of every darn show on t.v. -- but with Tivo, you can quickly and easily identify shows for recording.

And now, of course, Tivo allows subscribers to select programs to record using Yahoo's web interface.

Does Time-Warner's box allow that? Do you really need to ask?

The Amazing Waste

Our favorite reality show, The Amazing Race, actually visited my hometown -- Anniston, AL -- this past week. After that, the contestants dashed through Hattiesburg, MS: the city I lived in while working on my Master's degree. Completing their tour of my neighborhood, they made a pass through Richland, MS -- just minutes away from my home here in Jackson.

In past seasons, The Amazing Race has visited far more exotic locales: the streets of Bangkok, the rain forests of Australia, the sprawling cities of India, the capitols of Europe. (Clyde and I love to watch the show and scream, "We've been there!") These cities have their seamier side -- I know, because I've seen the seamier side of some of them.

Yet the producers of The Amazing Race always make a point of showcasing the beauty and the culture of each destination. As they streak past landmarks, contestants pause for challenges that are steeped in local traditions. With each stop, those of us playing at home learn a little something about the program's destinations.

It really surprised me, then, to see the superficial treatment Alabama and Mississippi received during last week's episode. In Anniston, contestants could have ventured through recreations of local limestone caves at the award-winning Museum of Natural History. They could have climbed to the top of Mount Cheaha -- the highest point in Alabama. But where did they go? To see the World's Largest Office Chair, a dubious, rusty landmark in one of the city's most ragged neighborhoods.

In Mississippi, the race could have visited the Civil War battle fields in Vicksburg. They could have dashed through Mr. Faulkner's home outside Oxford. Even in Hattiesburg, they could have gone canoeing down the Okatoma River or waited tables at one of the huge local fried seafood buffet restaurants. But what did they do? They went to a trailer park. (And stayed in unfurnished, un-airconditioned trailers.)

The most offensive and superficial stop, though, was the one made in Richland, MS. Did they learn about local culture? Did they visit an Indian burial ground? Did they have a brush with history? No. Instead, they met a guy named Lance at the BP gas station. Why? Because BP is a big ol' sponsor of the show, that's why -- and the whole stop was nothing more than a product placement, pure and simple.

Granted, Anniston, Hattiesburg, and Richland (?!?) cannot compare, in terms of cultural depth or history, to Bangkok or Beijing. That said: these places do have their charms and attractions. (A simple Google search points to many possibilities for each.) When the producers chose to highlight the ugly, unremarkable, and purely commercial stops along the way, they lost touch with the soul of the show, and delivered a visually dull and far less interesting episode in the process.

What's next? A challenge at a Pizza Hut (TM), followed by a dash through a Wal-Mart (TM), along with a refreshing pause for Pepsi Blue (TM)?

Illuminate a destination -- or don't stop there. Feature the culture, not the sprawling, generic eyesores planted on the roadside by corporate sponsors. In the rush to get from place to place and product placement to product placement, you're leaving your most dedicated viewers behind.

An Apple a Day Keep the Crashes Away

I'm writing the Absolute Beginner's Guide to Tarot for Que Publications. Unlike my other publisher, who prefers to receive a completed manuscript, the good folks at Que prefer to receive a book in fourths. Deadlines are set as part of the contract process; it's my job to meet them.

Each submission must contain very specific material, prepared in very specific ways. In addition to transmitting the Word files that make up the text, I also have to send my editor a CD (containing hundreds of high-resolution graphics files) and hardcopy mock-ups of every illustration in the book.

When I submitted the first fourth of the book, I was working on my Windows computer. Preparing the hardcopy mock-ups was a nightmare. First, I had to pull the digital images into Corel PhotoPaint and convert them, one by one, by hand, from one format into another. Then, I had to import my files into a layout program, resize them by hand, and place four of them on a page together. To complete the work, I had to type special code into the header of each document and a series of instructions into the footer.

I had to go through this process for every single illustration in that fourth of the book. The work took hours.

Today, I was curious: how would having my new PowerBook impact this time- and graphics-intensive task?

I hit my first roadblock when I discovered that twenty-two of the images I needed to use today had been sent to me in an unusual format. By reflex, I started Googling for a Windows-compatible batch graphics converter (that would run on my old laptop). Then, I happened to think: could my PowerBook handle this without my having to buy $79.00 worth of graphics conversion software?

In thirty-seconds, I found an included program called, logically enough, Graphics Converter. I pointed. I clicked. Five minutes later, my files were in a usable format. Effortlessly.

These are fat files, by the way: at 300 dpi, each one weighs in at a minimum of 5 MB, and today, I had 146 of them to deal with. Normally, in the course of importing these and laying them out, my Windows laptop would crash at least twice. The PowerBook, though, pulled 'em in -- all of 'em -- without a hitch.

When the time came for layout, I got ready to wince. No need. I used my trial version of Pages, a remarkably powerful, yet remarkably simple publishing tool. I drew four "shapes" on the page. I set each to "photo fill." I opened the folder full of converted graphics. One by one, I dropped the appropriate graphics on the shapes; they resized themselves automatically. I used Find and Replace to rapidly edit the headers and footers.

The mockups and the CD were finished in less than an hour. The PowerBook ran Graphics Converter, Word, Pages, Excel, and Apple Mail all at once, without a single hitch. I finished my work hours ahead of schedule.

That experience alone, kids, was worth the price of admission.

I love my Mac.

Trading Computers

So I'm an Apple user now, and have been for four days.

The transition's been relatively smooth. Some bumps in the road included:

Getting my PowerBook onto our home wireless network. Out of the box, the PowerBook (and maybe all Apple computers -- I don't know) runs a set-up wizard: a slick, glossy, animated program designed to get you up and going as quickly as possible. One of the first questions was, "How do you get to the Internet?"

Options include AirPort (Apple's wireless solution), proxies, and even dial-up connections. Strictly speaking? I'm not using any of those options. (We have a wireless network, but it's not based around an AirPort.) I chose AirPort anyway (right answer, by the way) ... but then faced the Horrible Password Issue.

The Horrible Password Issue is this: Windows and Mac computers apparently use different kinds of encryption for their wireless network passwords. While the Apple computer could see our network, it wouldn't accept the plain-text password I've always used to get on that network. Worse, it wouldn't accept any of the long, hexadecimal versions of that password, either (you know: strings of letters that look like ae8fd47b8c9a3411g).

Ultimately, after twenty minutes of trying to provide a proper password (and running around in circles screaming, "But it's just supposed to work!"), I told the wizard I didn't have Internet access at all. To my delight, when I went back later to set Network Options, the dialog box offered options the wizard had not, including "Enter a 128-bit encrypted WEP password." I put in the horrible string of letters and numbers, and, voila!, I was online.

Printing to our wirelessly networked printer. Again, I found myself running in circles, screaming, "But it's an Apple! It's just supposed to work!" But no matter how hard we tried, we simply couldn't get my PowerBook to talk to our Minolta/Konica color printer.

We downloaded OS-X drivers. We enabled AppleTalk (didn't know what it was, but it sounded good) on our wireless network. We dressed in grass skirts and did bizarre native dances while sprinkling sacrificial blood on the wireless router. (Okay, so that's an exaggeration.) Nothing worked.

Finally, Clyde discovered the apparent culprit. In some obscure Printer Settings window, we'd chosen "IP-based printer." This seemed logical enough, since our printer is, after all, on the network and has an IP address. (In fact, the Apple computer reported seeing the printer, which made us think we'd done the right thing.)

For some reason, though, neither this setting nor the other one we tried (something about LDP) worked. Even though it made no sense to do so, Clyde finally selected the third option (related to HP printers) and -- voila! -- I was suddenly able to print. I still can't "wake up" the printer if it goes into energy saving mode, but I can print to it now, which is a relief.

But don't get me wrong: I'm talking here about two frustrations, but I'm happy with my purchase. (I'm writing about these things, in fact, because I want them to be indexed in Google for other new Apple owners who may need this information).)

To be "fair and balanced" (ahem) here are couple of wonderful experiences so far:

Uninstalling programs. I installed StickyBrain to see if I would like it. I didn't. But then I faced a problem: how do you uninstall programs on a Mac?

In Windows, you see, uninstallation is pretty tricky. You have to use an Uninstall program, and about 90% of the time, the uninstaller reports, "Folders and files were in use that could not be removed," so then you have to go digging through your hard drive, find those folders and files, and manually delete them. Even then, because the Windows Registry was invented by Satan Himself, you will probably still see references to the deleted program all over your system.

Ultimately, I did a Google search on how to uninstall a program on an Apple computer. The answer stunned me: "You drag the application's icon to the trash can."

That's it?!?

It's a good example of a complicated Windows process that has been made so simple on the Mac, a Windows user wouldn't even think to try it.

Using Smart Multiple Displays. Using the mini-DVI port, my PowerBook (with a supplied adapter) hooks up fine to my Samsung 19' flat-panel display. And, just as I could do with my Windows-based PC, I can actually extend my desktop onto that monitor, allowing me to have, say, an outline open on my laptop LCD display and my actual working document on my monitor. In other words, instead of simply mirroring my laptop screen, my external monitor makes my desktop bigger.

When I use my Windows laptop, I have to be sure that I always tell the computer, "Okay, I'm disconnecting the monitor now," because, if I don't, the computer will continue to send program windows and documents to the monitor that is no longer connected! As a result, I'm constantly going to Control Panel / Display to choose whether or not my monitor is attached.

By contrast, when I connected my PowerBook to the monitor, it sensed it, identified it, and immediately expanded the desktop onto it without me doing a thing. When I disconnected the monitor, the PowerBook correctly guessed I'd want my program windows to appear on its own LCD display, and switched them over automatically. When I reconnected the monitor, the PowerBook not only transferred my program windows back to the flat-screen display ... but the computer also remembered exactly how I'd placed those program windows on the desktop and set them up as I'd last left them.

As the homeowners always say on Trading Spaces: Oh. My. God.

So: I'm having fun. Learning to do familiar tasks in new ways is an adventure. I love the portability of my PowerBook: so light, so sleek, so inviting to carry with me. And I'm enjoying exploring some new applications, too -- like the trial version of Pages (which I suspect is more powerful than I think it is) and the whole dot-Mac thing.

More later ... big deadlines are looming, and it's time to get going. It says something about the Mac, in fact, that I could switch platforms in the middle of a huge project with aggressive deadlines and experience hardly any discomfort at all.

Mark's Apple Computer Starter Kit

Making the switch from the Windows to the Apple environment requires a significant investment in hardware and software. Just for jollies, here's what I've selected to go with Baby's First Apple:

The computer. I'm going with the 12-inch PowerBook with SuperDrive and 80-gig hard drive. I'm upping the memory to just over 1 GB. If you can do without portability, you should consider the new G5. If all you plan to do is surf the web and type a letter to grandma, the Mac Mini is exactly what you need.

The software. For me, Microsoft Office is a requirement (all the people I write for expect files to be in Word format). Recognizing that my photo-doctoring needs are a bit less intense than they used to be, I'm switching to Adobe Photoshop Elements 3.0. And for sound recording, I'll most likely be using Audacity or Sound Studio 3, whichever makes recording and enhancing voice-overs easiest.

I'll stick with the FireFox broswer, since it renders pages faster than Safari (and is free!). As yet, I don't have a clue as to which WYSIWYG web editor I'll use.

For story outlining and planning, I'll work with Dramatica 4.0, cross-grading up from the Windows-based version of the product. To replace my Windows-only OneNote, which I use to organize everything from random facts to extensive research, I'm considering Sticky Brain. Oh -- and I'll probably sign up for .Mac (I'm still deciding -- but will likely use the free trial to make up my mind).
 

Accessories. I'll need a newer, lighter carrying case. (My old one is designed to carry an 8-pound 15-inch cinema-wide Gateway -- not a 4-pound, 12-inch PowerBook!). I'm looking forward to less "luggage," if you know what I mean.

And that's pretty much it, for now. Everything arrives Friday; with luck on my side, I'll be writing the latest book and blogging away from Thailand (we leave in less than two weeks) on my new PowerBook.

Mac vs. Windows - Final Decision

For the past several weeks, I've invested quite a bit of personal time (not professional time or writing time!) looking into whether or not I wanted to switch from a PC to a MAC.

Computer security expert Winn Schwartau has just completed his own in-depth research along these same lines. The final chapter of his sixteen-episode saga provides one of the most objective and helpful tools I've seen: a Total Cost of Ownership comparison.

A total cost of ownership analysis takes more than the price of a computer into account. Total cost of ownership includes the cost of time spent rebooting, repairing, connecting to networks, tweaking settings, installing and purchasing upgrades, and dealing with reliability issues.

During the course of his own comparisons, Schwartu obsessively tracked the time and effort associated with use and maintenance of his WinTel and Mac computers. His surprising finding: over the course of three years, a Windows computer costs two to three times as much to own and operate as a Mac.

This is not religion; it's science. Download the spreadsheet and fiddle with the numbers yourself.

My own decision reflects my personal concerns, of course. I need to be able to:

- write in Microsoft Word
- manage email
- record clean, clear digital audio
- surf the web
- post to my blog
- manipulate digital images
- do minor digital video editing
- layout publications, and
- download and manage large graphic files.

And -- perhaps most importantly -- I want to be able to do these things on a machine that allows me to spend as little time as possible rebooting, reconfiguring, and upgrading.

Based on my research ... that machine's gonna be a Mac.

In the end, after a lot of thought and reflection, I'm surprised to conclude that the Mac computer is better equipped to handle my needs than a Windows-based machine. So: sometime after the big Oct. 12th announcement, I'll be picking up an iBook and making the switch.

When that happens, I'll keep you posted on how that transition goes.

PowerBooks and Rumors of PowerBooks

Rumor has it that new Apple products -- most likely, iPods with larger, faster, video-enabled hard drives, but also upgraded PowerBooks, perhaps -- will be featured at a "by invitation only" event on October 12.

For those of us about to make a decision on a new laptop, this could be big news.

Update: Rumor confirmed, but the use of theatre curtains as a motif on the invitation cards suggests this may be an announcement centered more on video (i.e., video iPods) than PowerBooks.

Comparing Apples to Apples

A good friend makes a comment: "However, to say that Macs are more expensive than PCs is up for discussion ... More and more people every day are becoming a part of the Mac experience and discovering that the 'cost myth' issue may be just that--a myth."

He leaves a link to an article that claims cost differences between Macs and PCs have been exaggerated, complete with price comparisons between Dell PCs and similarly-outfitted Apple desktops and laptops. The author's conclusion: on the low end of the market, "the PC desktops are marginally less expensive than the Macs -- if you can do without their connectivity and multimedia capabilities -- and considerably more expensive if you can't."

Could he be right? Might Apple laptops really be cheaper than other ultra-portable multimedia laptops? I'm shopping for a new laptop, so I decided to find out.

If I were to buy an Apple laptop today, it would be either the 12-inch PowerBook with SuperDrive (Apple's term for a combination CD/DVD burner) or the 15-inch PowerBook with SuperDrive. Both machines come with 512 MB of memory and an 80 GB hard drive. Both include wireless 80211.g Internet capability and LAN ports. Both offer DVI and analog monitor outputs. Both have a 1.5 GHz clockspeed.

The 12-inch weighs in at just 4.6 pounds and sells for $1699. The 15-inch model weighs just 5.6 pounds and costs $2299. With a little searching, I found dubious retailers who offer discounts of up to $100.00 on the smaller computer, and up to $200 on the larger; if willing to risk ordering from Joe Schmoe's Computers Quick Warehouse, I could get these machines for $1599 or $2099, respectively.

Update: Amazon.com offers rebates on the 12-inch ($125.00) and 15-inch models ($150.00), so I wouldn't have to buy from Joe Schmoe to get discounts.

The 2004 article that inspired this post compared Apple's machines to Dell's. I wouldn't buy a Dell; they're overpriced, offering less power and fewer features for more money. To make my own comparison fair, I had to compare the Apples to machines I might actually buy: off-the shelf models from Sam's Club, from companies like Averatec and HP. Here's what I found:

It's easy to find laptops with more horsepower and more hardware features than the Apple Powerbooks. In order to make a fair comparison, though, you have to remember that the Apple PowerBook 12-inch laptop's weight qualifies it as an ultra-thin, ultraportable computer.

Averatec (a reliable brand; Clyde uses one, and Consumer Reports notes Averatec customers are extremely satisfied with the value of their purchase) offers a 12-inch ultraportable laptop that weighs in at 4.2 pounds: lighter than the Apple PowerBook. Like the PowerBook, it contains an 80 GB hard drive, 512 MB of memory, and an internal CD/DVD burner. The PowerBook offers 2 USB ports; the Averatec includes 3. The PowerBook clocks in at 1.5 GHz; the Averatec at 1.8.

The Averatec includes a built-in media card reader (nice, if you're into digital cameras, as I am) and a PCMCIA card slot. The Apple PowerBook includes neither.

The Apple 12-inch PowerBook costs $1699 with shipping. The Averatec Sempron costs $899.87

Averatec makes a similar model (the Turion) with a 13-inch display--still an ultra-portable with a weight of just 4.6 pounds. It offers all the same hardware and a 1.6 GHz chip for $999.87.

I won't go into as much detail with my other comparisons; for now, I'll just mention that anyone searching Sam's Club Online can find 15-inch laptops from Averatec and HP, outfitted with hardware identical or superior to the 15-inch PowerBook G4, for $1399 (seven to eight hundred dollars less than the 15-inch PowerBook).

This is not Apple-bashing; at least, it's not meant to be. And, to be fair:

  • The Averatec laptops are not as visually sleek and stylish as the PowerBooks are.
  • Metrics aren't everything. Clock speeds and hard drive space make comparisons possible, but what ultimately matters most is whether or not a machine is well-equipped to do what you want it to do.
  • If you're a dedicated Apple computer user, price won't matter--you'll want an Apple computer, no matter what the cost.
  • Apple computers may offer intrinsic advantages over Windows XP machines that I haven't yet had the opportunity to explore. They may be more stable; they may be better suited to capturing and editing multimedia (sound, music, video). I don't know--but I plan to find out.

So there is, in the end, a cost myth ... but that cost myth is that Apple computers and similarly-equipped PCs sell for roughly the same price. They don't. Apple's sleek, ultra-portable laptops, in particular, offer a bit less hardware flexibility for about twice the price of similarly-equipped Averatec PCs.

Update: The "Mac vs. PC System Shootouts" site is interesting, primarily because it helps buyers make better comparisons between PowerPC performance (the chips in Apple's laptops) and Pentium or Centrino performance. Here's their comparison between the 12-inch PowerBook and a similar Dell. (Gotta say it again: Dell shouldn't be the standard for comparison. Grrrrr...)

Update: The Mac Buyer's Guide thinks rumors of an impending upgrade to the PowerBook are strong enough to recommend a "Wait, Don't Buy Right Now" rating.

Think Different - II

Still curious about Apple computers -- and still lured by the promise that their machines "just work" -- we stop in at the Apple Store in Costa Mesa, CA.

This is the sort of Apple store my iFriends have been talking about: streamlined, trendy, sleek. The hardware displays make it easy to spot exactly the hardware I'd want, if I were to purchase an Apple product: the ultra-portable PowerBook G4 with twelve-inch display.The staff is friendly and helpful, without hovering. Their main sales point, repeated often: "No worries from viruses or spyware."

I'll admit it: the hardware is sexy. It's also pricey: about twice as expensive as a similarly-equipped Averetec Windows XP-based laptop. In addition, as someone considering making the switch, I also have to look at the software costs involve in making the transition.

I would have to replace Microsoft Office. I would have to replace my pro-level photo editing software (I prefer Corel PhotoPaint to Photoshop; Corel's product, as far as I know, isn't available in an Apple version). I would have to replace my sound recording and editing software (I'm not sure GarageBand, included with the PowerBook, is powerful enough ... does it, for example, offer noise reduction or support noise reduction plug-ins?). I currently use FrontPage for most quickie webpage design; what would I have to switch to and what would it cost? I use story-processing and outlining software (Dramatica) on a regular basis, so I'd have to upgrade (or trans-grade) that, too. Finally, what will I do without my PC-only magic tricks -- like Viewlet Cam, that lets me produce Flash-based demos without programming?

It's almost overwhelming. For me, the primary barrier to making the switch boils down to my being able to determine the real cost -- including hardware and software -- involved.

Think Different

While waiting for a screening of the incredible movie, Junebug, to begin, Clyde and I drop in on one of Seattle's Apple Stores. I'm a dedicated Windows PC user, but my adoption of the clever iPod -- a beautifully engineered piece of personal technology -- is prompting new curiousity about Apple's products.

I have to confess that I have, after two bad experiences, decided never to visit Jackson's consistently rude and clueless Apple store, a badly-misnamed shop called "User Friendly," again ... so, if I'm going to get exposure to Apple's products and services, that exposure is going to have to be had while we're on the road. With high hopes, I pull open the heavy glass doors and step inside.

Some observations:

1) Every single customer in the store appears to be complaining about something. One woman has recently bought an expensive new Apple computer. It doesn't work. The folks at this shop don't seem to be giving her the answers she needs, and the conversation is getting testier with every passing second. At the service counter, a man is unhappy about a defect in his G4. At the counter near the front, someone is explaining -- over and over again -- why the clerk will, in fact, take a certain "lemon" back.

2) Every single computer in the place is overpriced. A Windows-based laptop with 512 MB of memory and a 100 GB hard drive (and many other bells and whistles) goes for about $999. A comparable unit at the Apple store goes for $2675.00. Other models tend to cost two to three times what a PC with similar hardware would cost.

3) Every single purchase is a hassle. There are a lot of folks in the store, but there's only one register open. Worse, the guy behind the register is doubling as a problem solver / customer service rep, so every transaction takes between eleven and fifteen minutes. A hint to the wise: you want to make it quick and easy for people to give their money to you. Route problems to a problem desk, and keep the cash registers clear!

4) Every single employee is rude and surly. Apparently, all the Apples in this barrel were sour ones. Bart, a clerk, motions for me to come to his cash register with my purchase (an iPod ToughSkin), but the second I step up, he routes me to his neighbor, Rick.

Rick ignores me and glares at Bart. "I've got to go to lunch. This is ridiculous. You wait on him."

Bart throws up his hands. "I'm at lunch! I left five minutes ago, came back to get my keys, and got stuck waiting on people. You take him."

Rick makes a face. "I need you back here behind the counter."

Bart shakes his head. "Not my problem, man. I'm off the clock."

Rick never says a word to me; instead, he rings me up, hands me a receipt to sign, and tosses my purchase back at me.

"Hope you get lunch soon," I say.

Rick glares at me, pointedly looks over my shoulder, and says, "Next!"

Once again, I find myself leaving an Apple Store turned off to the entire product line by the behavior of the staff.

I'd say someone in employee training at Apple needs to Think Different.