Sunday, March 11, 2012
My Opinionated Son
I asked him how he came up with this and he said "I figured it out myself: It's OBVIOUS, Dad".
This is on top of a few days earlier when he was overheard telling a sister of a friend that "God it just a FAIRY TALE". A few other times in the past few weeks I've heard him mutter at the tv when people say "I put my faith in God" (mostly during Hoarder shows, right?) - he just says "Not real. There is no God.".
Pamela and I are pretty much at a loss as to how this worldview developed, as well as his vehemence. I mean yes we're certainly not people with a black and white view on the matter - and Pamela is certainly more spiritual than I am, but neither of us have ever given this sort of message... I'm thinking that there's a chance that part of Christopher Hitchens' spirit must have flown into him last year. (As to Bella, she's not sure either, but I think she's probably more of a druid than anything).
But I must say that probably my own worldview isn't going to be particularly helpful in this - I can't assure him with a straight face that God is real, all I can encourage is to keep an open mind. But he's a very empirical person, a very direct thinker: If he asks for a cookie and I say no, he says "WHEN?". If I say "Later", he asks HOW MUCH LATER. If I say maybe he won't get a cookie at all if he doesn't let up, he says "NOT EVER? I WILL NEVER EVER GET ANOTHER COOKIE AS LONG AS I LIVE?"
In the meantime, I think I'm just going to coach him that there ARE some people who believe very strongly, and perhaps we should keep his thoughts on this a bit closer to the vest.
In a related area, he's still very much a guy guy, but is starting to think that girls might not be the enemy. Yesterday, I overheard him talking with Amelia, a sweet blondie who he'll be going to Kindergarten with next year: He asked her "Do you like Barbies?" She answered "Not even a BIT - my sister does, but I don't like to play with them at all.". He brightened a little, then asked a followup "What about Princesses - do you like to play Princess?" "NO not at all" was the response, and Isaac decided that Amelia would indeed be an ok playmate for the next 20 minutes.
He's figuring out that there are some girls who aren't girly-girls, who he can probably interact with and enjoy their company. Today at the playground, a girl his age was showing him her skills with the zipline and the hanging rings - he was keeping up and they were having a good laugh, until she was able to prove she was better at the rings - she could skip a ring and swing across in 3 moves instead of 5. Isaac couldn't match it. So after 3 tries, he just took off running and sat down under a basketball hoop with his head in his hands. For about 20 seconds. Then he picked up and tried again.
I liked that instead of throwing a fit, he decided to give himself some space to cool off. That was actually pretty darn mature.
I'm really enjoying watching him grow up... but I know I'll miss this little boy as he grows bigger. After all of this, he confessed tonight that he really doesn't want to get any bigger, that likes being just this size, that he wants to be a kid, and he wants me to be his dad forever.
I told him he can enjoy his time being a kid, and we don't need to worry beyond that... and that yes, I will be his dad forever. And ever.
Thursday, March 01, 2012
Media Update
The soundtrack was hypnotic as well. The music was done by Cliff Martinez who is my new favorite music guy - he did Soderbergh's Solaris and Contagion too - he does very minimal soundscapes that just create an edge to the scenes that I love.
2) I am going to go on record: The Harold and Kumar movies are just wonderful and ridiculous. Pure, unapologetic love letters to the wonders of weed and bromance. I saw the Christmas movie this week and had to pause it a few times out of paralysis from laughter. Part of the wonder of the movie (and the whole series) is the completely depraved character of Neil Patrick Harris... He is a revelation.
3) I love love love a show on NBC called Community. I had heard great things about it from the AVClub.com blogs, but never jumped in. I'm downloading episodes and loving them. I just started season 2. It's about as close as you get to can get to Arrested Development, with a little less dysfunction and a little more cultural in-joke.
And that's the media update.
Monday, February 27, 2012
After HIMSS
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Everything is amazing
But it was a loooong day and it segued right into a long night with vendor receptions and the annual invite-only "event" from HISTalk, which is basically Gawker for Healthcare Technology - a snarky blog filled with rumors, but also an excellent place to find out useful information. I made the invite list (and many did not - rumor had it tickets were being traded for $50 outside the event). The MC for the night picked me out early and insisted that I participate in an Elvis Lookalike competition during the big show. Of course I said yes.
Naturally the competition was rigged, a "real Elvis" crashed the stage halfway through, so I decided instead of crooning "blue suede shoes" as was requested, I started singing "Don't you want me baby" by the Human League. Not really sure why, but people liked it.
Later on, our whole gang went to find a bar, and found it impossible to get a table - they were all roped off... unless you purchased "bottle service" - a $200 bottle of vodka gives you a booth for you and your friends. I did the math, and actually it wound up being a really good deal - They brought cranberry, soda, and tonic, and a big bottle of Chopin, and that had all 10 of us set for 2 hours - everyone (but me) had 2-3 drinks - so you figure 10 people, 2 drinks at $12/each, the bottle was actually a good deal. Plus it made me feel like some sort of high roller. People were looking at our table with envy.
Las Vegas: People can SMOKE there. That's still a strange thing for me to process. My entire wardrobe has been encased in plastic bags and will not be removed until it's ready to be washed. STINKY.
I'm proud to say I didn't go overboard at any point - no hangovers, not a single cent gambled: But so much time in loud bars has shredded my vocal cords, so we'll have to have me sound nice and husky.
The title of the post refers to Louis CK's monologue about watching someone get frustrated because the in-flight internet is busted - and I am totally using the inflight internet right now. It's amazing. And now we're descending and I'm going to be picked up by the family and we're having dinner out together - and THAT's going to be REALLY wonderful.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Fairyland
Anyway, I'm still not feeling GREAT, so I've been taking breaks and marshaling my energy for my bursts of interaction. Last night we had our big reception, and almost 200 people showed up. For followup purposes, I wrote down the details of about 25 conversations I had across the 3 hours. It was exhausting, and my voice is fried - I sound like Kim Carnes.
I do love this show, and in 90 minutes, the real fun starts: The trade show floor opens. Up to now it's been meetings and "educational sessions" which I really can take or leave. But let me loose on a floor of vendors with the latest in healthcare technology, and yeah, I'm happy. I have meetings set up with a few, but have left a few hours to just prowl.
As to the rest of Vegas - I did step OUTSIDE the hotel complex to get some fresh air and find the Starbucks, but it's mostly indoors. I've been walking right through the casinos - I have no desire to play a single game - I'm not really wired for gambling, which is good.
Time to catch a few ZZZs before the trade floor - then it's a pretty intense day going into the evening - two big parties I'm invited to that will be good for networking. Then it's an early flight home tomorrow and not a moment too soon. I'm missing the gang.
I do want to come back to Vegas with my sweetie pie, however. It's pretty wild.
Monday, February 06, 2012
On Drama
It was a wonderful time to recharge, after a few weeks of more travel than I've been used to, and a few more coming up. I'm on a plane right now to DC to visit my best man Erik. Well, technically I'm going out to do some work for a hospital in Fredericksburg, but I'm looking at it as an excellent opportunity to see my good friend. Take these moments when they're given, I say.
I took my late evenings with the dogs at my feet, the kids asleep, the socks sorted, and I got caught up on some media: I finished up the first season of Homeland - a manchurian candidate like show that won Claire Danes the Golden Globe, and she earned it, for sure. Damian Lewis also was very good as a frustratingly opaque POW who may or may not have been turned by to a terrorist in captivity. I'll leave the plot points at that, because at least one dear reader is just 2 episodes in, and the DVDs will be released in a few weeks and I want the REST of you to consider watching it. WARNING: This is a showtime series, therefore there are boobies. Move past the boobies (nowhere near as many as Game of Thrones, btw), and you'll be in good thriller-land.
I read an interview with one of the creators of Homeland Alex Gansa - he was a showrunner for "24" for a season, so he knows how to build tension... but I can reveal in a spoiler free manner that Claire's character is certainly no Jack Bauer - I think she holds a gun about once in the show... but is no less destructive in her own way. Two things struck me about the interview - first was the fact they're set up for a season 2 (or more), which leaves me with an odd feeling: When the last moment of episode 12 flashed by, I thought "now THAT's an awesome way to end this". I felt like every character had a great arc - we saw everybody's low and high, and the "situation" played out well for 12 episodes - there was a strong arc... I just don't know how that can be done in a second season - and I'm not sure I want to know what happens next. But I suspect I WILL want to know before long...
The other thing I read was that while they had an overall arc for the series, that on and episode by episode basis they were pretty much making it up and seeing where it goes. He revealed that even on 24, when there was a mole, they usually picked the mole right near the end based on the person whose activities were most likely to have been mole like. That means they were counting on a mole existing, but didn't know WHO until the last minute.
This sits WRONG with me: I don't think it's too much to ask to have these things actually plotted and planned out... but apparently series television is a lot looser than that. I guess it comes down to my ultimate disappointment with X-Files, where it turns out they really had no cohesive overall arc - that they were making it up as they went, and in the end tried to retrofit a conspiracy into there... but there were many episodes that didn't gibe with the big picture - where a person who is later revealed to be a traitor actually risks his/her life to save the person they were secretly undermining...
In Homeland, I can vouch that they DID make it all make sense - there's no "hey but why did he then..." moment at all - it's very consistent, but almost in spite of itself. In the interview it's revealed that a very key plot point was established through improvisation... which was a bit amazing to me. On the other hand, I have to respect that even though they had an arc in place, they were able to start to refocus parts of the plan based on strengths you find in the people playing the characters.
I was thinking of this more with last night's Downton Abbey - a show that is quite wonderful, but the episode last night was just a bit of a turd, with the ridiculous "Martin Guerre/English Patient" subplot - you KNOW that wasn't in the big arc planning sessions.
My other media completion was Neal Stephenson's REAMDE, which I loved beyond all reason, despite the fact it took over 50 pages to truly HOOK me. But as I've written before, Stephenson meanders a bit before letting the story start to go: In his 3000-page Baroque trilogy, it takes fully 200 pages to find a plot accelerator. REAMDE deals with a virtual world, but also about Iowa farm people, Idaho survivalists, Russian mobsters (and former Spetznatz heroes), Chinese hackers and street vendors, Hungarian IT support, MI6 spies, and Islamic Jihadists. It really gets roaring.
What's fun is that the main villain is not so much a criminal mastermind as much as a very good situational improviser: He doesn't think more than one move in advance, and as such is unpredictable and unstoppable. You can't root for him - he's just too terrible - but he's FUN to read, which is a great thing.
And so, I got caught up on media, and will be dong REAL work for a while, I suppose. Sigh.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Scraps
That means it'll be a long weekend of solo-daddy stuff this week - which was ALMOST a problem with some travel I had planned, but fortunately I was able to move some things around, and now Pamela can go have her fun free and clear.
Work is a bit crazy right now - In addition to my own work, I have been charged with growing a special business line around my geek knowledge of business intelligence (data warehousing and analysis). Well, I've been doing a few small engagements in my "spare time" over the past year, but this year, it's feeling as though things are possibly warming up - I have two sold part time engagements and have a third in the hopper - the goal is that all three will have someone else working them longer term, but right now Feb and March are looking pretty busy - especially considering the other work I still have in Philly AND my main work in Minneapolis.
I had the Avengers over last night, and it was a wonderful lineup - a couple of old Highland Parks, a couple of Lagavulins, an Ardbeg, a Glenfarclas, and some japanese thing I can't recall the name of... all were somewhat rare bottlings, and it was a delightful lineup. We finished with a Todd Margaret marathon - watching Season 1 straight through. This is a fine "downward spiral" comedy in which at every turn, the protagonist (played by David Cross) digs himself in deeper and deeper... Great if you like Cringe Comedy.
In other media, I'm trickling my way through Homeland from Showtime - Claire Danes is fantastic as very fragile genius (?) and the manchurian candidate soldier is really well played too. That, along with Fringe ad Downton Abbey have my TV needs down (though I do fill in with an occasional episode of Community).
For books: Bella and I are 2/3 of the way through The Hobbit... and boy I just had forgotten a lot about this ripping yarn - it is VERY fun, and Bella is thrilled every night with our chapter. And in Dad reading, it took about 50 pages, but Neal Stephenson's REAMDE has finally set its hook in me, and I'm being carried along at a brisk pace. Stephenson has a way of meandering at the beginning of his books (for my taste) and I'm always looking for the "moment" the book takes off: In most of his, it takes 100 pages... I just need to be patient.
The kids are asking to go for a walk, so off I go!