I hope my children have a good future. Challenges confront them large and small.
Some of my immediate hopes include:
they don’t fall in with the wrong crowd.
they develop deep friendships - the type where you can trust the other with your deepest secrets and fears.
they don’t fall down a drug vortex.
they find fun in their childhood.
they muddle through their difficult teen years.
Any prior generation to mine could probably stop there. Yet now I feel like our kids are faced with an existential crisis, the likes of which we have never battled before. I fear that the world they grow up in will be damaged and impacted by anthropogenic global warming, that will bring down all sorts of issues. In this sense, I hope:
their generation can actually recognise and respond to this ‘wicked problem’, as economist Ross Garnaut described climate change.
they don’t experience a dramatically less hospitable world in which to live.
they don’t experience wars and upheaval resulting from large-scale migration from inhospitable locations and a fight for diminishing resources.
they can still eat fish caught from the sea, hoping that they haven’t been fished to extinction.
It’s a worrying world. Some of my hopes for my children I can influence through effective parenting. Others are completely outside of my direct control. All I have is hope.
Microblogvember: Prices of property in Perth went through the roof a few years ago as we experienced a ‘mining boomā. They’ve settled down again now but houses are still way more expensive relative to income than they were a few decades prior.
I’m falling down the rabbit hole of encrypted internet services. First Keybase for messaging, then Standard Notes for notes and now Tresorit for file storage and secure sharing.
I get frustrated when I lose something basic, like keys, glasses or my wallet. I have a designated āhome locationā for these items. Despite that, they still seem to have a tendency to disappear from time to time.
It is the most frustrating kind of loss, because I know they have to be around somewhere. But that somewhere could be anywhere. The loss usually seems to occur when Iām in a rush to get out of the house. Murphyās Law, hard at work.
Appleās āFind Myā service is great for lost devices. Also great for lost spouses - itās not stalking when youāre married! Unfortunately this service doesnāt work for keys and wallets. Iāve been tempted to buy some tiles, but Iām never feeling the pain of the loss when Iāve considered buying them, so I put it off.
Iām interested in the rumours about Apple developing a similar tile tracking device. Since Iām already all-in with Apple devices I imagine these would have great integration with everything else in the house. It might even make losing things fun, because no doubt it would integrate with the Find My app and probably make some gentle pinging noise to help me locate the item.
Losing things will always be annoying but if we can get some cool tech gadgets to offset that, then Iām all for it.
I literally finished writing this post, got up to put my bag away, and realised my wallet was missing. I found it, but not before suffering a mild anxiety attack. So frustrating,
Microblogvember: I may not be rich but at least I have my health. (Glass half full, glass half fullā¦!)
Iām not a sneaker head by any means. Though there was a period when I was a teenager that I did pay a little more attention to the shoe world, and basketball shoes in particular.
Basketball Shoes
This was the era of Reebok Pumps and the original Air Jordans. When shoes were big and high tops were really high. Fluoro colours were cool. Modern design technology was getting started and companies were testing the limits.
The shoe I desired most during this era were the Nike Air Jordan V, in white. The blacks werenāt nearly as good. The white ones featured a silver feather inset on the side, and the way they had a thick side sole with some red flames just made them look brilliant. The mid-cut ankle made them look even more streamlined.1 These shoes were amazing. As much as I wanted them, though, our family budget said no.
I did ultimately get a pair of Jordans. Unfortunately, they were the Air Jordan VIIs, which were about the ugliest version of Jordanās released through that era. Oh well.
My favourite basketball shoes ever were a pair of blue Reeboks. They were a lightweight material and were low-cut. They were incredibly comfortable. I was obsessed with blue shoes and these ones I got were fantastic. Unfortunately, I canāt remember the name of them at all. Iāve tried searching for them, to no avail. They were the greatest shoes Iāve ever worn, though.
Having worn these and many other basketball shoes over the years, I will say that Nike are the least comfortable shoe, while Adidas and Reebok tie for most comfortable.
Dress Boots
Outside basketball shoes, I had a pair of Doc Marten 8-holes, that were English-made. In fact, this was around 1997 so I donāt even think they were made anywhere but the UK. In any case, these shoes were absolute hell for about two weeks, ripping my feet up creating many blisters. I pushed through and they became the most comfortable boot Iāve ever owned.
Now Iām all grown up, and my favourite shoes now are a pair of RM Williams. These are great to wear but Iām going to go out on a limb and say theyāre not as comfortable as the DMs.
I wrote the description of this shoe from memory. Iāve now looked at a photo and Iām impressed by my descriptive accuracy. These shoes were heavily imprinted on my brain. ↩︎
Microblogvember: I enjoy reading my micro.blog feed because of the interesting mix of people I get to interact with.
added a custom parser for Micro.blog JSON feeds extensions.
Awesome that Inoreader is specifically adding support for micro.blog. @manton
I watched the first episode of See and liked it. Not sure why it was so heavily criticised? šŗ
I bought a UPS for my iMac today. The hardware seems fine but the software is some janky Java thing. I’m pretty sure I have to have it running to enable auto-shutdown though - there’s nothing standard built in to macOS, right?
I’m all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack
Money, it’s a hit
Don’t give me that do goody good bullshit
I’m in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet
Pink Floyd, Money
Money is the great enabler. Its presence enables people to climb out of poverty. Others can build their ego collecting it. Some feel good giving it away. In acting as a proxy for elements of human behaviour and achievement, money allows us to communicate status, success and worth.
Money is a human construct. It is a renewable resource. It’s a shared fiction that relies on us to all believe for it to work. Fortunately we well and truly believe in it. In fact, we practically worship at its altar. It is the central and universal element upon which all of us must give consideration. Criminals, office workers, paramedics. Whatever one’s role in life, money is at the core.
Microblogvember: I am glad our kids feel safe and secure in their home. It’s sad that many kids must not.
Many years ago I was employed as an Advisor to our State Governmentās Minister for Planning and Infrastructure. This followed previous work in the State Department of Transport and for a large grains cooperative which built, managed and utilised transport and logistics infrastructure.
Infrastructure is often taken for granted Itās reasonable to suggest thatās when infrastructure is working at its best. When people start talking about traffic or fresh water or power failures it usually means something has gone wrong at an infrastructure level. Not enough road capacity has been built, the desalination plant has failed or the baseload power generator failed to get a steady supply of fuel. There are teams of people across all the various infrastructure providers responsible for ensuring citizens donāt think about them or their service. Mostly, these people do a good job. Infrastructure management relies on effective processes driving preventative maintenance schedules. Combined with regular capital works investment to upgrade, improve and stay ahead of the demand curve, infrastructure ideally stays ahead of demand.
The ingenuity of humans, that we are able to build, design and operate infrastructure so effectively is incredible. Additionally we have been able to develop an economic system that incentivises delivery of services. This includes the ability for government to step in as a supplier where market conditions donāt support commercial operations.
Infrastructure is also the enabler of unrelated money-making projects. Without basics such as power, water and Internet access, Australia couldnāt support the development and operations of companies like Atlassian and Fastmail, to suggest two technology-based business examples. Infrastructure enables these and all other firms to employ people, generate profit, and pay taxes. Infrastructure firms, however, rarely (ever?) are afforded the status that is probably deserving of them. Mike Cannon-Brookes has become a billionaire but I canāt find any CEOs of infrastructure firms that have become billion-dollar poster children for their industry. Rather, infrastructure firms are the staid companies that superannuation firms love to buy shares in, as they deliver a boring, regular dividend stream.
So hereās to the infrastructure, and the people that work on it, that makes our lives better each and every day. Please keep up your yeomanās work… even if it goes unnoticed and under-appreciated.
Microblogvember: I used Uber Pool yesterday. It was an enjoyable experience because I was paired up with great people. It’s not always bad to be in the company of strangers.
John Siracusa built an empire talking about toasters, but what about the toast?
I like a slice of toast that is crispy on the outer but remains soft under that toasted exoskeleton. The bread should be a golden brown. I don’t want no black bits.
Onto that toast, slather some butter. It really should be butter. Margarine is a substitute that allows sufficient oiliness to support the subsequent spread of a condiment but in itself doesn’t taste good. A nice piece of toast is one that has butter - and only butter - lathered across it. This toast can be eaten as so and should bring some sweet joy to your morning.
You don’t want two pieces of buttered toast though. That buttered slice is the entree to the second more flavoursome slice. Here you can go two ways. If you want something sweet, run with peanut butter. I think it needs to be crunchy peanut butter and I want it spread on thick. Remember, it still needs butter first. Then get the peanut butter thick and gooey. If you’re going to have it go hard, or go home.
If you don’t fancy the sweet option, then the umami of Vegemite is what you need. The slightly salty, bitter taste of Vegemite is great. Vegemite has had its problems of late, but they do seemed to have reverted back to a better quality more recently. It’s not what it once was, but it is showing improvement.
You need to be careful not to spread Vegemite too thick. This is the mistake visiting Americans always make. Vegemite is the anti-peanut butter. Spread it thin.
Those two slices of toast, prepared that way, will get you off to a great start in the morning.
Now I’m hungry.
Microblogvember: A word I never use, but like the sound of, is woebegone.
I’m exploring Receipts that comes as part of my Setapp subscription. I think it could replace my current DEVONthink usage for receipt management. Its OCR smarts are great.
On iOS, what you see on the screen are essentially the contents of an Application folder. On Android, the screenās real estate is like a Desktop where you put shortcuts (in the Windows sense)
Iāve never been an Android user but this description finally enabled me to grok the difference in Androidās approach to home screens compared with iOS.
I’ve always watching and playing sport. As a kid, I tried most sports that entered my world view. I can remember playing:
volleyball
cricket
basketball
tennis
football (Australian Rules)
soccer
baseball
swimming
athletics (I loved high jump, hated running)
The sports I really enjoyed were cricket and basketball. If I’d had a better experience with cricket, I probably would have stuck at it longer. I loved bowling and would be happy doing it for hours on end.
The sport I excelled at was basketball. I was an athletic white guy. I am 6'3" and was able to throw down some good dunks. Although my mates were always frustrated that I seemed happier firing from beyond the three-point line! I maintain I was ahead of my time - look at how the game is played now.
Unfortunately basketball has taken its toll on my body. I’ve got an ankle that won’t bend properly, hips that are creaking, and knees that have lost their cartilage so they crack and pop as I climb stairs, misaligned fingers and a thumb that strains with the slightest effort.
Despite all those injuries and the awareness that things are going to get worse, I wouldn’t change anything. I loved playing basketball so much. For me it went beyond a sport; it was a lifestyle. I made so many friends; I have amazing memories of playing with some incredible players and I’ve met some impressive people.
The two most famous basketball people I’ve met are probably Luc Longley and Phil Jackson. Ironically, neither of these encounters came because I was a basketball player. Rather, they came about because my father-in-law was Australia’s Ambassador to the United States of America and both me and those basketball celebrities were at a gala “G’Day USA” event.
Now I’m transitioning to the next phase of my sporting life. I am watching my eldest boy try a variety of sports. To date, it seems he is enjoying cricket the most. I wonder what my younger kid will get interested in?
Microblogvember: My wife likes to fall asleep to the hum of some white noise like a fan. I’ve had to get used to it.
