Category Archives: Technology

Adjustments

You probably notice that I’ve been changing the font. The Georgia style (all curly and fussy) was harder for me to read. Then I tried Arial, but it felt inelegant. So I settled on Verdana at a font size I like for my laptop; it will still be pretty big for users of regular computers. Of course, you can always adjust text size on your browser.

And… I wrote another poem tonight. Some of you might wonder why I don’t just post them here already. But I’d rather mention it here and provide a link to the other blog. Those who want to read will click through. Those who don’t won’t, and it keeps presentation simpler. The latest poem is here. You may notice a theme… Mortality and Time visit often of late.

Dissolving the Puny Illusory You

Be one with your blog but don’t get too attached. Blog about anything, everything, and nothing. Get a life. Have fun. Practice. Then ponder this: blogging as a transformative practice is NOT a surrender of the ego. In fact, it makes your ego even bigger, in hyper-speed. The trick is to make your ego bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger, by blogging, reading, linking, blogging, and learning. So that in time, you can sit back and watch your ego as it grows in cyberspace, spilling gently into meatspace, growing, growing, expanding into Infinity itself… dissolving the puny illusory You who thought of blogging in the first place.

–CoolMel, Kosmic Blogging: 101: How to Blog, What to Blog, Why the heck Blog, and Whatnot

We Are Live!

It’s very late, so this will be brief. My absolutely hardworking, clever, dedicated, intelligent, ever-loving husband spent the majority of his time from Sunday until just now (except when he was at work) redesigning my website and moving me to a new host. He also imported all my old posts in such a way that all previous links work. In other words, if you linked to a post of mine in the past at the old domain name (kathrynpetro.com), that link is not dead, even though I’ve changed domain names. He also concatenated my many old categories into a nice baker’s dozen (which I selected loosely based on Library of Congress subject headings, because I’m a kind of nerd). He’s brilliant like that.

I love this new decor, don’t you? It is simpler, more streamlined, less crazy on the eyes. The colors are subdued but rich, which is how I like to envision the life of the mind — a fertile, quiet place inside which exists abundant treasure. There’s an elegance to this design as well. And the photo at top (and on my main page) is mine. I took it September 2005 on my visit to upstate New York. Please look around and visit all the links in the top menu bar and sidebar. Make yourself at home.

You may find the formatting on some of my old Movable Type posts a little wonky (for example, perhaps paragraphs are not separated by double space), but overall Husband did an incredible job cleaning up my crappy HTML and CSS code and ensuring the WordPress PHP code was accurate. This, by the way, is my anniversary present. Our first anniversary is coming up March 13; the traditional first-year gift is paper, and since this blog is a form of journal which in an earlier time would have been on paper, that’s how I’m categorizing it.

I’ve been feeling out of sorts all week, and I swear it’s because I haven’t been writing here. I also haven’t been visiting many blogs. Work has been busy. Some of the weirdness is also due to the mingling of two approaching anniversaries — my wedding and my father-in-law’s death three weeks after. I find myself tearing up for no apparent reason, and I know the wellspring of mourning is pushing up. But it will all be okay, especially because I have my new digs. It makes me happy and keeps me sane.

Please do leave a comment! I extend a special invitation to new readers or lurkers to say hello. Try it! A simple greeting would make this post a housewarming. And please — update your blogroll and RSS subscriptions now to the new url: www.kathrynpetroharper.com/mindfullife.

Tech Housekeeping

Since I have recently approached the maximum space available at my current host and my traffic has increased significantly (maxing out my bandwidth), it’s time to get some breathing room. My husband has taken on the task of finding a new host service for us both, and he will convert my blog from the space-devouring Movable Type to WordPress.

This means several things. First, you may find the site inaccessible while the transfer is occurring (I am not sure exactly when that will be, though). Second, there will be a new look, probably one that is cleaner and less dense. I’m exploring various themes and skins for a look I like. Third, since my archives are being transferred from MT to WordPress, all my previous links will be broken. I’m not thrilled about this, but there it is — and hopefully I won’t ever have to switch publishing platforms again (famous last words) so the links will become permanent (just like the name implies). Fourth, I’ll be using a new domain name that heretofore was simply redirecting to this one. The new domain name is kathrynpetroharper.com (I’ve owned it since I got married), and kathrynpetro.com will redirect to it.

I just wanted to let you know what’s up in regard to blog housekeeping. As for meatspace housekeeping, don’t even go there. It’s kind of scary.

A First Draft

California Living

After supper I make amends to
my body, taking it for a walk —
four miles marched, punctuated
by the blat-blat-blat of a Harley,
the Doppler whoosh of small metal
worlds on wheels

I am bathed in a sodium yellow
streetlight buzzing industrially
like nothing heard in nature
this din of light pierced by
the ersatz bird chirp of a
crosswalk signal

Gazing up, I wink at the moon
undressed, full and flirting with
voluptuous clouds, the air
infused with cloying car fumes
and I pause at a yellow rose
far from Texas, inhaling (yes, I inhale)

its spicysweet gift. It’s not paradise,
this city, but I am alive, and it will do.

Messing Around

I’m tweaking my colors. I noticed on the CRT at work the former green I used looked like shocking lime. That isn’t how it appeared on my laptop screen. I played around and found a slightly green off-white shade that looked fine on the CRT but was invisible on my laptop. So I’m still playing. Just in case you wondered what’s up.

A General Update

Oh, the days blur by in the blink of an eye! My brother and sister-in-law arrive tomorrow. The house has been dusted, vacuumed, and mopped. Menus are planned. Presents have steadily appeared under the tree, with a few more yet to arrive. What remains is to bake cookies (snowballs, cut-outs with frosting) and relax for the few days before Christmas. Tomorrow is the solstice, and I will light candles to celebrate.

Two good people have sent me stacks of unused postcards so far. Thank you! I have found two projects for postcards. One is PostCrossing; you register yourself, and you request addresses to send postcards to. It randomly picks names from all over the world. I’ve sent one to Germany and another to Portugal. Hopefully my name will be selected soon! The other site is PostcardX. It’s incredibly simple to use, but I hesitate. It’s completely insecure. By this I mean that if I list my name and address and create a profile there, it can be edited by anyone — yes, anyone. Apparently the occasional troll or miscreant will tamper with the information; I read the group messages and learned this. I would prefer to have a log-in process so I can have some control over my profile, but apparently the person who founded the site doesn’t see this as a necessity. I may send postcards to participants but not list myself.

The other evening we rented a couple of movies. One was Husband’s pick, and I was ambivalent at first. I was pleasantly surprised by Mr. and Mrs. Smith. It was a lark to watch, ridiculous and mischievous, and it made me laugh. It was a bit of pointless fun, and I enjoyed every minute. The other movie I marveled at: March of the Penguins. Wow. Emperor penguins are resilient, stoic, and majestic. And their offspring are adorable. It was funny and heartbreaking at moments. I enjoyed watching the additional commentary on the DVD, about the making of the movie and the moviemakers reflections on the experience.

I recently read The Joy of Letting Women Down, by Natalie d’Arbeloff. (I bought my copy! You should too! It’s worth it.) This book is a snappy, smart “how-to book” for beings known as the Worshipped Male, or for men who would like to become a Worshipped Male. It’s also useful for anyone wanting to know why women fall for womanizers and how such a man operates. The illustrations poke fun at and complement the text and carry the unmistakable style that is Natalie’s. As I read and chuckled, it felt as though Mephistopheles might be whispering the advice in my ear. The counsel on how to treat women as disposable playthings, delivered in a sprightly manner and tone, was as unsettling as it was witty. Knowing this book was created by a woman gave the humor a subtle bitter edge that I enjoyed. I highly recommend another of Natalie’s creations, currently available online: Augustine Interviews God. It’s thought-provoking, tender, and original. It could only be these things — just like Natalie.

And since it is (almost) Solstice, I opened my gift from my novelist friend (as she instructed). I was deeply pleased to get The Knitting Sutra: Craft as a Spiritual Practice. I look forward to savoring this.

Well, all my hard labor scrubbing and tidying has readied me for a long winter’s nap. Thus I will oblige my tired body and write again later.

Time for Technological Change

I’m at a blogging software crossroads. Currently I use Movable Type Version 2.661 (the free version), though I’ve not updated the software (don’t have the technical knowledge). I have a hosting package that costs $20 a year for 100 megs of space, plus other benefits. But space is the issue. My blog currently uses 64 megabytes, the accumulation of 28 months of blogging. Oh, and for some reason, I am no longer receiving notification by email of new comments, though I have that preference turned on. I turned it off, rebuilt all files, and turned it back on and rebuilt. Still not working.

I think I have a pretty good hosting deal, but Husband doesn’t. He’s got a special friendly arrangement, though, so I don’t know if his expectations are realistic. His arrangement is something like 500 megs of space and uber-gigs of bandwidth for something like $60 a year.

I’ve briefly researched services like Typepad. I love the bells and whistles. The thing is, to keep my url means paying for the fanciest package. And I need server space for other documents that are not blog-related. I emailed Typepad and asked if this was part of any of their packages but never got a reply.

What to do, what to do? I’m not technically adept at all, aside from butchering HTML and CSS for my own simple purposes. I did use WordPress once for a now-defunct blog, but a friend set that up. The nice thing about WP is it takes very little space. But can one import entries from another blog? If I switched to WP (or to Blogger, Bloxsom, Typepad, etc.), I’d want to move the entire blog. That’s moot, though, since I don’t know how to install this stuff anyhow.

Now that I have Flickr, I don’t need space for images (another space hog). For images that aren’t my own photos, or that I’ve downloaded, I’ve reduced their file size to the minimum possible. They now constitute 2.4 megs of server space used, and I’m being very judicious about adding more.

I’d be interested in your feedback. I’m currently at 74% of my disk space, and I get these annoying warnings whenever I hit 80 or 90%. In summary, my wishlist is:

  • keep my domain name (ideally keep the blog address exactly as it is)
  • have extra server space for other html documents and the current image file
  • if I switch to another publishing software, it must be able to import the old blog entries
  • if I switch software, it must be non-geek user friendly — or I need a geek guardian angel willing to handle installation and maintenance
  • comment notification by email
  • a reasonable price (though I haven’t defined “reasonable” yet because it is in part negotiated with Husband)

Ideas, anyone?

I’m Baaaaack!

Wondering where I’ve been for the past few days? I was technologically impaired. The server hard drive at my host went kaput on Friday, and they had to replace it and restore all accounts. I did, however, make art everyday and will post photos. I see that my quotes posted Friday also disappeared, so I’ll re-post those too. Comments also seem to be working again.

If anything’s ever wrong with this site, you can always visit my other blog, hosted by Blogger. It’s doubtful both of them would ever be down simultaneously. If they are, then chances are it’s the Apocolypse.

Something About the Actual Moment

There was something about the actual moment that the flimsy-looking wheels left earth, seeing the space between ground and the craft itself enlarge, that dazzled him, filled him with a sense he could never have described, not in the language of his mother and father or in the language of his schoolmates; it was a wordless, wild, tremendous, unbearably physical release of tension that left him almost in tears.

–Louise Erdich, The Master Butchers Singing Club

A Request

Dear Everyone,

Please consider the following request. When you leave a message on someone’s voicemail or answering machine, clearly state twice the phone number at which you can be reached. This is especially important when: 1) your native language is not English and you have an accent; and/or 2) you are unfamiliar with the person whom you are calling, i.e., s/he is unlikely to have your number already; and/or 3) it is an important call, such as asking for a employment reference.

Thank you,
Kathryn

Preparing for Disasters (Of Any Stripe)

Not much posting has occurred (or knitting for that matter) in the past couple of days, because I’ve been busy acquiring and organizing items for our family go-bags and home disaster kits. When we lived in central Texas, the threat was minimal. If a tornado were to hit, there would be no warning, so there seemed little point in having a kit. Besides, the damage would be localized, leaving much of the surrounding area unscathed. If my house were hit it would be a personal disaster, but not one shared by thousands of others demanding basic life support.

Now, however, we live in earthquake country. A big one could hit at any point; damage could be widespread. Of course there are other concerns too, though they feel vague: terrorism (biological perhaps) or an avian flu pandemic (not so vague). The aftermath of Katrina provided incentive to do something; I’d had the articles and lists ready for months.

I’ve been researching what is recommended and would like to share some information in case you decide to create your own. It’s a drudge chore, requires financial investment, and forces one to confront the possibility of Bad Things Happening. But now that we’ve done it (almost complete, just need to photocopy documents and purchase a few hardware items), I feel a bit of relief. I know exactly what to grab in order to survive and to take care of my cats, and I know where to lay my hands on it.

I’m not an alarmist, but the avian flu is a serious issue. So here are some links regarding this:

The CDC lists the following people as at-risk for the flu:

  • People 65 years and older;
  • People who live in nursing homes and other long-term care facilities that house those with long-term illnesses;
  • Adults and children 6 months and older with chronic heart or lung conditions, including asthma;
  • Adults and children 6 months and older who needed regular medical care or were in a hospital during the previous year because of a metabolic disease (like diabetes), chronic kidney disease, or weakened immune system (including immune system problems caused by medicines or by infection with human immunodeficiency virus [HIV/AIDS]);
  • Children 6 months to 18 years of age who are on long-term aspirin therapy. (Children given aspirin while they have influenza are at risk of Reye syndrome.);
  • Women who will be pregnant during the influenza season;
  • All children 6 to 23 months of age;
  • People with any condition that can compromise respiratory function or the handling of respiratory secretions (that is, a condition that makes it hard to breathe or swallow, such as brain injury or disease, spinal cord injuries, seizure disorders, or other nerve or muscle disorders.)
  • People 50 to 64 years of age. Because nearly one-third of people 50 to 64 years of age in the United States have one or more medical conditions that place them at increased risk for serious flu complications, vaccination is recommended for all persons aged 50-64 years.
  • People who can transmit flu to others at high risk for complications. Any person in close contact with someone in a high-risk group (see above) should get vaccinated. This includes all health-care workers, household contacts and out-of-home caregivers of children 0 to 23 months of age, and close contacts of people 65 years and older.

Yesterday while shopping at Costco for emergency supplies, I happened to notice a small line by the pharmacy. They were giving flu shots at a discount to members. Since I work with children and hope to become pregnant, I was considered a candidate. I also got a pneumonia vaccination, since I’d had it as a child and occasionally have some asthmatic breathing. A vaccination won’t protect you from all flu viruses, but some is better than none.

As for general disaster preparedness, I used the following:

One cannot prepare perfectly against disaster. That’s what disaster is: unforeseen devastation. It’s difficult to reconcile with the fact that we face the unknown all the time. I decided to prepare as best as I can — not to become pessimistic and morbid, nor to act like an ostrich and hide. It’s about finding a balance.

Lends New Meaning To “Turkey Breast”

The November issue of Discover (not online yet) has an article about bra research and design. In the past 15 years, women have generally increased one bra size due to obesity, implants, and estrogens from birth-control.

A pair of D-cup breasts weighs between 15 and 23 pounds — the equivalent of carrying around two small turkeys. The larger the breasts, the more they move and the greater the discomfort.

–Anne Casselman, Force=Mass x Acceleration, Discover

This can be a deterrent to exercise, and lack of activity can lead to increased buxomness. According to the article, the U.S. sold more than $5 billion worth of bras in 2001. Every woman should experience the comfort of good support, so I’m all for better design.

Library Nerd

Recently I was contacted by Tim Spalding, developer of a new web interface for book cataloging called LibraryThing. I checked it out. What a creative idea! Just the thing for us librarian souls. It extracts data from the Library of Congress catalog. You can share your catalog or keep it private. And there’s a widget (ooo, a widget!) to put on your blog to show people what you’re reading.

I currently use a free computer software called Books for Mac OS X, and it does a nice job of helping me keep track of what I’ve lent and borrowed. What appeals about LibraryThing is the potential for finding what others are reading by using search tags. I’m also drawn to it because I’m a nerd for all things books and libraries.

My only concern with LibraryThing is whether it will exist for the duration. Online applications tend to come and go. AllConsuming morphed and I lost all that I’d previously input. I’m not eager to waste effort. We’ll see. My library currently has 750+ titles. If Tim finds a way to make it possible to import my titles from my current software, then I may just sign up.

Update, 12:06 a.m. 9/13: This is addictive! I started adding my current reads and from there it sucked me in. Whoosh!

The Entire Universe

A poet once said, ‘The whole universe is in a glass of wine.’ We will probably never know in what sense he meant it, for poets do not write to be understood. But it is true that if we look at a glass of wine closely enough we see the entire universe. There are the things of physics: the twisting liquid which evaporates depending on the wind and weather, the reflection in the glass, and our imagination adds atoms. The glass is a distillation of the earth’s rocks, and in its composition we see the secrets of the universe’s age, and the evolution of stars. What strange array of chemicals are in the wine? How did they come to be? There are the ferments, the enzymes, the substrates, and the products. There in wine is found the great generalization; all life is fermentation. Nobody can discover the chemistry of wine without discovering, as did Louis Pasteur, the cause of much disease. How vivid is the claret, pressing its existence into the consciousness that watches it! If our small minds, for some convenience, divide this glass of wine, this universe, into parts–physics, biology, geology, astronomy, psychology, and so on–remember that nature does not know it! So let us put it all back together, not forgetting ultimately what it is for. Let it give us one more final pleasure; drink it and forget it all!

–Richard Feynman, Six Easy Pieces

[via Dharma Bums]

Dante’s Inferno

The bathrooms, clogged and overflowing since Monday, announced the second level of hell, the walkway ringing the entrance level. In the men’s, the urinal troughs were overflowing. In the women’s, the bowls were to the brim. A slime of excrement and urine made the walkway slick. “You don’t even go there anymore,” said Dee Ford, 37, who was pushed in a wading pool from her flooded house to the shelter. “You just go somewhere in a corner where you can. In the dark, you are going to step in poo anyway.”

Water and electricity both failed Monday, and three pumps to pressurize plumbing have been no match “when the lake just keeps pushing it back at us,” said Maj. Ed Bush, the chief public affairs officer for the Louisiana National Guard.

“With no hand-washing, and all the excrement,” said Sgt. Debra Williams, who was staffing the infirmary in the adjacent sports arena, “you have about four days until dysentery sets in. And it’s been four days today.”

Bottled water was too precious to use for washing; adults get two bottles a day. Food, mostly Meals Ready-to-Eat, is dispensed in a different line. Many refugees told of waiting in line for hours only to be told no food was left.

…Walking about the perimeter of the Superdome, in brilliant sunshine and blistering heat, [Major Ed] Bush could take no more than a few steps before angry and pleading residents clutched at him. An elderly woman could not get her thyroid medicine; another needed dialysis. A 3-week-old baby, clad only in a diaper, lay listless in her young mother’s arm. She had a fever.

…The president and the governor both asserted Wednesday that everyone would be moving to a spiffier football stadium. But although Gov. Kathleen Babineaux Blanco had announced at 11 a.m. a plan to evacuate the Superdome to Houston’s Astrodome, Maj. Bush had received no information through mid-afternoon. By his estimate about 15,000 people remained in the Superdome, and more straggled in through the day, either wading in on foot or dropped off by a helicopter rescue effort that so far has plucked 3,000 people from the roofs of flooded homes.

…”This is mass chaos,” said Sgt. Jason Defess, 27, a National Guard military policeman who had been stationed on a ramp outside the Superdome since Monday. “To tell you the truth, I’d rather be in Iraq,” where he was deployed for 14 months, until January. “You got your constant danger, but I had something to protect myself. [And] three meals a day. Communications. A plan. Here, they had no plan.”

‘And Now We Are in Hell’, Washington Post

At least seven bodies were scattered outside the convention center, a makeshift staging area for those rescued from rooftops, attics and highways. The sidewalks were packed with people without food, water or medical care, and with no sign of law enforcement.

An old man in a chaise lounge lay dead in a grassy median as hungry babies wailed around him. Around the corner, an elderly woman lay dead in her wheelchair, covered up by a blanket, and another body lay beside her wrapped in a sheet.

…”We’ve got people dying out here — two babies have died, a woman died, a man died,” said Helen Cheek. “We haven’t had no food, we haven’t had no water, we haven’t had nothing. They just brought us here and dropped us.”

Tourist Debbie Durso of Washington, Mich., said she asked a police officer for assistance and his response was, “‘Go to hell — it’s every man for himself.'”

“This is just insanity,” she said. “We have no food, no water … all these trucks and buses go by and they do nothing but wave.”

New Orleans in Anarchy With Fights, Rapes, San Francisco Chronicle

How? How? HOW can this be? We are a world superpower with well-developed technology and the best-equipped military, yet we can’t deploy these effectively in the service of rescuing our own citizens? I realize the city is a fishbowl of water, but criminey, we have rugged machines built to withstand that and more. They need to send more equipment. More guardsmen or troops should be stationed there to restore some order and move people. And how can it be that the vulnerable, the immobile, who need special transport by helicopter, are abandoned while able-bodied people are allowed to get on buses? It’s said that communications are spotty. Yet our military possesses the ability to communicate in primitive conditions. Why aren’t these in use?

The mayor and governor are trying to cope and are doing the best they can, but this is not enough. While this is an unprecedented disaster, plans should have been in place to handle it, and assistance should have been mobilized more quickly two days ago. Even the best-laid plans may not be perfect, but at least they would exist and provide a starting point. Seems that there weren’t any at all.

I am truly appalled. I grieve. I cannot personally go in there and help, so I’m doing my part with donations. (Writing about it is a coping method, and the questions I pose are rhetorical. I’m not looking for discussion, which is why the comments are absent for this post.)