<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:00:01.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dave's Good Stuff</title><subtitle type='html'>If all mankind minus one were of one opinion, and only one person were of the contrary opinion, mankind would be no more justified in silencing that one person, than he, if he had the power, would be justified in silencing mankind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-314968526532556145</id><published>2010-07-26T09:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T09:13:15.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Back</title><content type='html'>I've decided I'm just too geeky to not run my own server and blog.  So... please reverse your steps and head back over to &lt;a href='http://dvicci.com/'&gt;dvicci.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-314968526532556145?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://dvicci.com/' title='Moving Back'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/314968526532556145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/07/moving-back.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/314968526532556145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/314968526532556145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/07/moving-back.html' title='Moving Back'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-20649578444309103</id><published>2010-05-14T12:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T12:17:23.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Week KC</title><content type='html'>I've not been very good about riding my bike to work the last couple of weeks. I was gung-ho the first week, and rode every day. The last couple of weeks, though... I don't know, I just didn't have it in me. I caved to the pull of the seat vs. the saddle. I took the easier, more populated road. Can't say I felt great about it, and though there were only a couple of days where I legitimately needed the car to either be somewhere far away quickly, or to carry something my bike just isn't equipped to carry (lumber, for instance), I did it every day anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike Week KC starts up next week, and I joined up on Brent Hugh's MoBikeFed Wheel Wizards team, for no other reason than b/c I got a mass e'mail from him about it. I couldn't pick the man out of a crowd, but if it keeps him from buying dinner for other people I don't know, and helps me with the whole biking thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I'm signed up, and though I'll need my car at least one day next week, I don't see why I can't ride to work the rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you out there. And &lt;a href='http://kc-bike.blogspot.com/'&gt;Noah&lt;/a&gt; if I see you, I promise I'll wave back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep ridin'...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-20649578444309103?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/20649578444309103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/05/bike-week-kc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/20649578444309103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/20649578444309103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/05/bike-week-kc.html' title='Bike Week KC'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-2267529101754264303</id><published>2010-04-23T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T21:23:26.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Days!</title><content type='html'>50 Days until the Big Day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-2267529101754264303?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://sites.google.com/site/daveandjamiveatch/Home/50days' title='50 Days!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/2267529101754264303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/04/50-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/2267529101754264303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/2267529101754264303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/04/50-days.html' title='50 Days!'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-8249845958912994438</id><published>2010-04-22T10:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T10:45:01.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Nights at Wheeler Airport</title><content type='html'>We&amp;#39;ve recently started up a Thursday Night Ride at the Wheeler Airport just northwest of downtown KC. It&amp;#39;s a 4.3 mile loop around the limited access road that surrounds the airport. It&amp;#39;s popular due to the lack of traffic, the relatively flat course, and the fact that you&amp;#39;re never more than 2 miles from you car (in case things go south one way or another).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&amp;#39;re into training, it&amp;#39;s a good location to gauge progress over time, and between rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to join us, we meet at 5:30pm every Thursday night at the Wheeler Airport, just off the Broadway Bridge, north of downtown KC.  Last week we rode for an hour or so, at a 18-22mph pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two main parking lots to set off from, and we&amp;#39;ll make it a habit to meet near Hanger 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, however, on only our second go around, it&amp;#39;s raining steady and may not lighten up by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Keep Ridin&amp;#39;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-8249845958912994438?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/8249845958912994438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/04/thursday-nights-at-wheeler-airport.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/8249845958912994438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/8249845958912994438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/04/thursday-nights-at-wheeler-airport.html' title='Thursday Nights at Wheeler Airport'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-5529276819145569657</id><published>2010-04-21T11:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T11:34:51.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Verizon Clearly Doesn't Know Me</title><content type='html'>Lately it seems that every time I reboot my Blackberry 9360 Tour (which I'm quite fond of, incidentally), there's another strange new app loaded onto it.  At first, I thought it was odd... Slacker Radio was there, bright and shiny on my home screen. "Odd" I thought to myself, "I don't remember getting that... must have missed a clause in some &lt;a href="http://freakonomics.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/04/21/have-you-accidentally-sold-your-soul-lately/"&gt;EULA&lt;/a&gt; somewhere". Then Bing showed up. Then Skype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Something is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, NFL Mobile showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Verizon. You clearly don't know me. It's obvious at this point that you have no idea who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be absolutely clear on this. I couldn't possibly care less about the NFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a quick Google (!Bing) search on line, and found this: &lt;a href="http://blackberryrocks.com/2010/04/13/free-nfl-mobile-app-blackberry-verizon-application/"&gt;Free NFL Mobile App for Blackberry Now Available&lt;/a&gt;. Thoughts and solutions to this intrusive (though unavoidable at the moment) practice are in the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, you can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Delete the service, though it will probably show up again when you resend your service book.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Simply hide the icons, or put them all in a single folder and hide the folder.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Install the app, and then delete it. Until you install it, the delete option is unavailable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that helps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-5529276819145569657?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/5529276819145569657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/04/verizon-clearly-doesnt-know-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/5529276819145569657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/5529276819145569657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/04/verizon-clearly-doesnt-know-me.html' title='Verizon Clearly Doesn&apos;t Know Me'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-9077791768580804821</id><published>2010-03-08T16:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:52:03.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Indoor Training, How To Not Be Bored</title><content type='html'>The timing of &lt;a href="http://www.fatcyclist.com/2010/03/08/perfectly-good-excuses/"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; by the newly married Fat Cyclist, and what I was thinking about writing this morning could not be better. Fortuitous, that is, in a most nonfortuitous way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic on my mind is how to stay entertained when riding/training indoors in lieu of riding to work. He’s on about making sure Perfectly Good Excuses are the only ones that keep you from riding to work. I’ll refer you to Elden’s writings on the subject. It’s very good. He’s a lot better than I am, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while he waxes on about the necessity of a Perfectly Good Excuse, I’ll just say that very few of my excuses for riding indoors since November have been “Perfectly Good” and leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, given that I can live with that, how do I make the best of it? I really want to keep in riding shape, but riding indoors on a trainer is boring. There are no gorgeous views atop the crest of a hill at sunset after a brief rainfall. There are no epic climbs to conquer with chest-pounding exuberance. There are no irresponsibly fast (but undeniably joyous) sweeps around the tight bends of bike/ped trails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, there are no momentum killing stop lights. There are no self-entitled drivers scoffing at the law and my safety. There are no bottles/bottle rockets being thrown at you from the passenger seats of hick pickup trucks (and I say “hick” with as much derision, and as little respect as I can possibly fathom – they are the scourge of the road). There is no cold rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What remains, is you, your trainer, and hopefully a relatively climate controlled room in which to train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and that pesky need to stay engaged and entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I’ve found two approaches work best. The first is music. The second is television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like using music as a distraction for a few reasons.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The rhythm makes for a tightly controlled cadence. A carefully crafted playlist can guide you through whatever kind of workout you want. You still control the resistance via gearing, but the cadence inspiring rhythm is hard to ignore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The music allows the mind to wander. I’ve taken Hincapie, Landis and Armstrong on many times, and have always come out victorious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The songs tend to break up the workout into smaller chunks. It’s not one long haul. Instead, it’s a bunch of smaller hauls, each with it’s own song.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But mostly it’s the rhythm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes, however, music isn’t enough to keep my mind engaged while my legs push the pedals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I&lt;b&gt; like television as a distraction for a few reasons, also.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting caught up in a good show or movie makes the time fly by. Before you know it, you’ve reached your time or (virtual) mileage goal, and it’s time to unclick.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do like my stories, and it’s a perfect time to get some training in while staying current. After all, it’s very important to me to stay abreast of what’s going on with the Graystones and Adamas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The television doesn’t encourage a good steady cadence like music does, though. I’ve been riding long enough that I naturally fall within the 90-100rpm cadence I’ve heard is best, but there was a time when that wouldn’t have been the case.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some tips from a rank amateur…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you want to train early in the morning, try to find a place as far away from sleeping people as possible. Trainers are a bit noisy. The music and television need to be noisier.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find a dedicated place to train if you can. Having to break down and set up the trainers can be a minor pain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make or find a plan and stick to it. Riding indoors is boring, after all, so at least make sure you’re making progress and getting stronger, faster, and better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;In the immortal words of Greg LeMond, "It never gets easier, you just go faster."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-9077791768580804821?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/9077791768580804821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/03/indoor-training-how-to-not-be-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/9077791768580804821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/9077791768580804821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/03/indoor-training-how-to-not-be-bored.html' title='Indoor Training, How To Not Be Bored'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-7122873494585939417</id><published>2010-02-18T22:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:27:45.221-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Predators On Facebook Tough To Track - Kansas City News Story - KMBC Kansas City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kmbc.com/news/22607119/detail.html"&gt;Predators On Facebook Tough To Track - Kansas City News Story - KMBC Kansas City&lt;/a&gt;: "KANSAS CITY, Mo. -- Your child could be talking to a sexual predator on Facebook and not even know it. Thursday, February 18, 2010."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Just watched this on the television... more ridiculous scare mongering from self-important local news personalities. To be fair, the advice was good, such as "Don't say anything online that you wouldn't say in real life." and the tips for parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 14px;"&gt;However, they lost me with the bits about the sex offenders and the lack of police manpower and time to check them all was completely glossed over. They ignored the fact that the list is so polluted with people who have no business being there, that the police may miss the real threats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 14px;"&gt;In the end, it was irrational fear mongering in the name of ratings without any real perspective on the level of danger.&lt;br /&gt;But that's what I expected to find, so that's what I found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-7122873494585939417?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.kmbc.com/news/22607119/detail.html' title='Predators On Facebook Tough To Track - Kansas City News Story - KMBC Kansas City'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/7122873494585939417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/02/predators-on-facebook-tough-to-track.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/7122873494585939417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/7122873494585939417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/02/predators-on-facebook-tough-to-track.html' title='Predators On Facebook Tough To Track - Kansas City News Story - KMBC Kansas City'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-754959340047884517</id><published>2010-01-29T17:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T17:28:00.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest Author:  Mrs. Cue Ball</title><content type='html'>David,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you deserve an explanation for how I've treated you.  I don't think I owe you anything.  But I think we have a chance, you and I, of getting back what we once had, so I'm going to give you one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't always go where you want me to go, and often I go exactly where you don't want me to go.  What do you expect?  You haven't been visiting me that much.  I'm hurt, and am feeling neglected by the lack of attention lately.  So, yeah, maybe I am being a little passive aggressive.  Instead of talking to you directly, I behave badly, and hope you'll work it out yourself.  I'm talking to you directly now, though.  So anything that happens after this is on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd just spend more time with me, I wouldn't have to hide myself behind the pretty blue 2 ball.  With more attention, I may have slowed to a stop a few inches back that way, and let you see your 11 ball.  Look at it, all pretty and stripey.  Oh wait.  You can't see it.  The 2 is in the way.  My bad.  *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, about that thing you call a stroke.  I bet you can't even remember what it's called, can you?  Can you?  Chicken wing!  That's what it's called.  But what's it all about?  Where'd that come from?  You used to hit me true and on the straight and narrow.  I used to know right where to expect you.  Now, you're all over the place.  What am I supposed to do with that?  I try to go where you want me to go, but what you apparently want, and what you're telling me are two completely different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did this to yourself.  It's not my fault you decided you had more important things to do.  Now you want to come back and pick up where things left off.  Well, let me tell you, it's not that simple.  It's not going to happen that way.  I lost faith in you.  I lost trust in you.  You're going to have to earn it back.  That means time.  That means attention, and if you want me back, you're going to have to give me that time and attention.  If I don't get it, I'm going to keep dumping you for the other person to see how they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being straight with you here, which is more than I can say for how you've been treating me, Mr. Chicken Wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not saying I'll leave you forever.  I think we have a chance.  We used to have something real good going on.  It was solid.  We liked each other.  We joked around.  We played, we laughed.  we had a great time!  I'm telling you, we can have all that again.  But it's conditional... we can have all that again on the condition that you treat me right, and with the respect you used to show me; the respect I deserve.  We have a chance, you and I, but remember what I said: time and attention.  There are no freebies here.  You can't just expect me to do what you want.  You have to earn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm around... you just have to find me again.&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;Cue Ball&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-754959340047884517?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/754959340047884517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/01/guest-author-mrs-cue-ball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/754959340047884517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/754959340047884517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2010/01/guest-author-mrs-cue-ball.html' title='Guest Author:  Mrs. Cue Ball'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-7873207783799637045</id><published>2009-11-16T08:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T08:23:12.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wave</title><content type='html'>Got my &lt;a href='https://wave.google.com/'&gt;Wave&lt;/a&gt; invitation.  Now I have to figure out what to do with it.  Any idaas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-7873207783799637045?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/7873207783799637045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/11/wave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/7873207783799637045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/7873207783799637045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/11/wave.html' title='Wave'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-2277988350357932737</id><published>2009-11-09T11:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:55:00.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Series of Fortunate Events</title><content type='html'>It's a bit dark in the mornings these days to break out the camera and provide visual evidence of how gorgeous it is.  Not that that's anything new to the huge number of readers I have the pleasure of counting as my audience.  I have really nice &lt;a href='http://www.dpreview.com/news/0708/07082005canong9.asp'&gt;camera&lt;/a&gt;, but I just can't seem to stop myself while riding long enough to take pictures.  Maybe one day I'll learn to slow down and enjoy the views a bit more.  Maybe some day I'll come up with a safe way to store the camera so that it's easily accessible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, my flowery language will have to suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At better than 60&amp;deg;F this morning, cloudy and just &lt;em&gt;slightly&lt;/em&gt; damp, it was a truly spectacular 5 mile ride in to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have driven even if I'd wanted to, as my car is in the shop getting it's transmission and fuel system flushed, a tire repaired, and some drying and cracking belt that apparently runs lots of really important systems replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I have driven?  Maybe.  I might have driven and brought with me a week's worth of clothes so I didn't have to pack each day.  Then I would have driven again on Friday to take it all back home.  This is an odd week, though... Nov. 11th is a holiday, and I have an early morning meeting on the 12th I have to drive in for.  It'd be a weird week anyway.  So I probably would have just packed the three days I'll be riding and called it good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the real point of this post though?  Even though my car is in the shop, I was able to easily make it to work without relying directly on anyone else, using skills and techniques that I've developed myself.  We won't get into the hair splitting exercise that I do, in fact, rely on countless people, including bike manufacturers, road crews, clothing designers and manufacturers, programmers, etc.  We'll just leave it with the idea that this morning, I got here on my own power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I'm &lt;em&gt;fortunate&lt;/em&gt; in that I don't &lt;em&gt;require&lt;/em&gt; my car at work today, but I'm &lt;em&gt;prepared&lt;/em&gt; in that I don't require my car to &lt;em&gt;get&lt;/em&gt; to work.  The gorgeous weather just adds icing to an already fortunately well-prepared day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-2277988350357932737?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/2277988350357932737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/11/series-of-fortunate-events.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/2277988350357932737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/2277988350357932737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/11/series-of-fortunate-events.html' title='A Series of Fortunate Events'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-4713240978510970738</id><published>2009-11-04T07:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:13:07.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay-As-You-Go Auto Insurance</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Insurance Commissioner Steve Poizner of California released regulations permitting and authorizing mileage verification for pay-as-you-drive. The idea being that Californians won't drive as much if they pay-per-mile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spokesmen from a few Insurance companies, including State Farm and Allstate, have stated that they are considering pay-per-mile auto insurance but haven't decided whether or not it'll actually become a reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the economy being the way it is, getting a...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.autoinsurance.org/blog/pay-go-insurance"&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Is it just me, or would this be of great benefit to those of us who ride our bikes as much as, if not more than, we drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the detractors now, though... "Pay your fair share of the road costs!  Register your bike so you have a right to the road just like we do!"  Bah.  As if insurance payments go to road maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if, after a year on a pay-as-you-go plan, they'd be willing to go the same route as utility companies who offer "Budget Billing" rates based on the average of your last 12 months?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-4713240978510970738?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/4713240978510970738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/11/pay-as-you-go-auto-insurance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/4713240978510970738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/4713240978510970738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/11/pay-as-you-go-auto-insurance.html' title='Pay-As-You-Go Auto Insurance'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-3782212279595565074</id><published>2009-11-04T00:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:03:04.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! Another Car Story — But Much Happier!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Hi Readers — When you get right down to it, a lot of Free-Range Kids ends up being a plea for more community. More helping each other, more trusting each other, even more hanging out with each other. And here is a story of just that: A brief glimpse of how nice it is when [&lt;a href="http://freerangekids.wordpress.com/2009/11/04/yay-another-car-story-but-much-happier/"&gt;...&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/blockquote&gt;When zero-discretion policies and accurate risk calculus collide we have... common sense.  This story is remarkable by the very fact that it's unremarkable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-3782212279595565074?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/3782212279595565074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/11/yay-another-car-story-but-much-happier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/3782212279595565074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/3782212279595565074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/11/yay-another-car-story-but-much-happier.html' title='Yay! Another Car Story — But Much Happier!'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-718909789786330490</id><published>2009-11-03T12:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T12:47:23.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Password Algorithms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/5395327/gallery/gallery/1"&gt;Interesting&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;blockquote&gt;Security rule #1 regarding passwords is to not write them down. But we all have too many passwords to possibly remember. Here is a way to safely write down passwords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that's needed is a way to make the password you write down NOT be your real password, but be the input to a simple algorithm or mapping you can do in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, your personal algorithm could be "remove all vowels and tack on the last 4 digits of my parent's phone number". When you sign up for a new account on some web site, you would create a password like "Rnbws8004" but what you write down is "Rainbows". Or your algorithm could be, "interleave the digits 4 2 0 3 between the consonants, eliminate the vowels, and put x's on the front and back", in which case you would set up the real password to be "xR4ain2b0ow3sx", but (as before) you would write down Rainbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't memorize 100 passwords, but you can remember one algorithm. If you never write down the algorithm, it is safe to write down the "seed" for the algorithm as if it is the password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to doing this securely is to have an algorithm that's complex / odd enough no one can guess it or discover it by random testing. E.g. if your algorithm is "put 123 on the end", it's not safe.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-718909789786330490?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/718909789786330490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/11/mental-password-algorithms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/718909789786330490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/718909789786330490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/11/mental-password-algorithms.html' title='Mental Password Algorithms'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-1370670379615421711</id><published>2009-10-29T09:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:38:51.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She Was Reading.  While She Was Driving.</title><content type='html'>I meant to post about this yesterday, but I got busy right when I got home, and then when the busy wore off, I got relaxed on the couch in front of the television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To set the scene, as I was riding home yesterday, around the corner of 91st and Lamar, I was part of a long line of traffic caught behind a school bus that had stopped to let off some kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman in the car in front of me was reading what looked like business documents.  The papers were propped up on her steering wheel, and she was reading them the entire time I was behind her.  Granted, it was very slow moving traffic, and it was stop-and-go while we approached the stop sign, but she was reading while she was driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was reading.  While she was driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is so important that it couldn't wait until she got to where she was going.  I don't care what it was.  Nope.  Not even that.  It could have waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the school bus?  There were children all around.  They were running this way and that on either side of the street.  How many of you haven't seen a child run out into the street without warning?  They don't do it often, but every now and again... and this idiot woman was reading while she was driving.  With children around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she wasn't paying attention to the road because twice she jerk-stopped the car in surprise because the car in front of her had stopped.  She didn't notice the illuminated brake lights because... well... she was reading.  While she was driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I'd gotten her license plate, or called her in for reckless driving, or at least tapped on her window and suggested she pay attention to what she was doing - the driving part of what she was doing, not the reading part.  Had she actually hit someone, I guarantee I would have felt guilty for not doing so.  Not as guilty as she would have felt, but guilty nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the stop sign, she went straight and I turned right.  I watched her drive away, shaking my head, hoping she didn't have far to go and praying that she didn't kill anyone on her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to quote me the next time someone complains about cyclists behaving recklessly, inattentively, or unpredictably.  It's not a bicycle problem.  It's not a car problem.  It's a people problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-1370670379615421711?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/1370670379615421711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/she-was-reading-while-she-was-driving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/1370670379615421711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/1370670379615421711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/she-was-reading-while-she-was-driving.html' title='She Was Reading.  While She Was Driving.'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-2813828000296471828</id><published>2009-10-28T15:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T15:08:43.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Buy Sells Surveillance Tracker</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Only &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=9540703&amp;amp;productCategoryId=pcmcat193100050013&amp;amp;type=product&amp;amp;id=1218123143064"&gt;$99.99&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Keep tabs on your child at all times with this small but sophisticated device that combines GPS and cellular technology to provide you with real-time location updates. The small and lightweight Little Buddy transmitter fits easily into a backpack, lunchbox or other receptacle, making it easy for your child to carry so you can check his or her location at any time using a smartphone or computer. Customizable safety checks allow you to establish specific times and locations where your child is supposed to be -- for example, in school -- causing the device to alert you with a text message if your child leaves the designated area during that time. Additional real-time alerts let you know when the device's battery is running low so you can take steps to ensure your monitoring isn't interrupted.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Helicopter parents rejoice!  Now you can give up any semblense that you're raising your child to be his or her own person.  With this device, you can establish, without a doubt in your childs mind, that he or she is completely incapable of doing anything on his or her own.  Do you want to raise children unable to make decisions on their own?  Do you want to ensure that they rely on you for the simplest of tasks well into their adult life?  Do you want to spend every waking moment worried about where your child is, what he or she is doing, and who he or she is doing it with?  Are you convinced by the mass-media that there are abductors and molesters around every corner, even in your own yard?  If you answered yes to even one of the above questions, then our Surveillance Tracker is for you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you call within the next 10 minutes (and we know you will, because every second counts when your child's life is under immediate and extreme threat), we'll throw in our home surveillance system that allows you to monitor every room in your home from your smart phone 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, for the low low price of $24.99.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Restrictions and shipping charges  apply.  Only available in the continental United States.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All that said, I can see a use for this in tracking friends and fellows on long rides, such as the Triple Bypass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-2813828000296471828?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.schneier.com/blog/archives/2009/10/best_buy_sells.html' title='Best Buy Sells Surveillance Tracker'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/2813828000296471828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-buy-sells-surveillance-tracker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/2813828000296471828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/2813828000296471828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-buy-sells-surveillance-tracker.html' title='Best Buy Sells Surveillance Tracker'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-915694722940768744</id><published>2009-10-28T09:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T10:24:11.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Checklist</title><content type='html'>Winter is approaching.  It's snowing in Colorado right now, so my friends tell me.  It normally follows that whatever they get, we get here in eastern KS a few days later.  We may not get the snow, but I'm sure it'll get cold again real soon.  Maybe not next week, or the week after, but it’s coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's time to take stock and make sure I've got everything I need in order to weather the cold air on the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;The Bike&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nearly new bike, with only a few hundred miles on it, so there aren't any major issues, and all the components are in top shape.  A Kansas winter will be a good test of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knobby tires:&lt;/em&gt; Well, sorta.  The stock tires on my Kona Dew Drop are Continental CountryRide.  They won't do too well in standing snow, I don't think, but they're fine in wet conditions.  With any tires, though, it pays to ride very carefully when it's wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fenders:&lt;/em&gt; Check.  I don't have the rear fenders on, but the commuter panniers I got from NashBar serve the same purpose.  If it's crazy wet, I'll bolster their water resistance by lining some plastic on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brakes:&lt;/em&gt; Check.  Disc brakes, stock to the Dew Drop.  One of the reasons I picked up that particular bike.  They’ll serve no matter the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Me&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Body&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wind Breaker:&lt;/em&gt; Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Layers:&lt;/em&gt; Check.  I have plenty from last winter.  Wicking layers, thicker warming layers for when it gets really cold, and the wind breaker will serve.  I can double up the under layers for those sub zero days.  The key is to layer layer layer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Legs&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Layers:&lt;/em&gt; Check.  My legs don't get nearly as cold as my torso, so I don't need as much.  Winter leggings and thick sweats will do.  Standard bike shorts under the leggings will serve as an extra layer as well where it counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Hands, Feet and Head (aka “extremities”)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers and toes are the hardest to keep warm when it gets really cold, so I've devoted more energy and thought towards them than everything else combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Winter Gloves:&lt;/em&gt;  Check.  I have thin and thick fingered gloves for cool and cooler days, lobster gloves for cold days, and neoprene liners for very cold days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shoes:&lt;/em&gt; Check.   They’re basic MTB shoes, if you consider $200 basic.  At least I got them for half price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shoe Covers:&lt;/em&gt; Check.  Toe covers for cold days.  Neoprene boots for very cold days.  I can double up the toe covers and the boots for exceedingly cold days.  For cooler days that aren't quite cold enough for the boots, I have a stock of plastic bags I wear between the shoes and my socks to help keep the wind off my toes.  It's a very effective and very cheap method.  I like the Target plastic the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Socks:&lt;/em&gt; Check.  Wool.  I need a couple more pairs, but I'm pretty good here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Head Cover:&lt;/em&gt; See below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Helmet:&lt;/em&gt; See below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eye Wear:&lt;/em&gt; See below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;What I'm lacking&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few things I’m missing, though.  I need something for my head, and better riding glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the head is concerned, I have some specific requirements that others might not share.  I’m not a fan of the balaclava, b/c I don’t like my face covered.  While it does get cold, even the coldest days last year didn’t make me wish for something over my face.  It’s just a pet-peeve of mine, I guess.  What I’d like is a hood that covers my whole head and neck, but leaves my face open.  Something tight, made of neoprene, I think, would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll also need a helmet that’s got a generous enough fit that I can wear it with and without the additional layer over my head.  My current helmet fits my head fine, but when I start layering, it’s a little too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the glasses I’ve worn do a less-than-stellar job of keeping the wind out of my eyes.  When it drops below 40 or so, it’s immediately apparent by the fact that it looks like I’m bawling like a baby.  Tears just stream down my face b/c of the cold wind.  I need some cycling glasses that do a great job keeping the eyes out of the wind.  I almost bought some &lt;a href=’ http://www.thinkgeek.com/interests/moms/ae2d/’&gt;onion goggles&lt;/a&gt;, but they were a touch too small.  That’s the idea, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Conclusion&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have a few things to procure before winter really sets in, but for the most part, I’m nearly completely covered.  Last year taught me a lot of hard lessons with regards to staying warm in the freezing cold and wind.  As I said, my fingers and toes are the hardest to protect.  There were a few mornings when I was sure I'd take off the gloves or the socks to black frostbitten fingers.  Fortunately, that wasn't the case, but the pain was still very real.  I'm hoping that I'm prepared enough for that this year.  My route is shorter by two miles, and it was during those last two miles last year that the most pain occurred, so I'm confident this winter won't be as hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it's all about preparation, and if you've not ridden in single digit weather before, you're just going to have to accept that it's going to be a trial by error process until you get it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-915694722940768744?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/915694722940768744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/winter-checklist.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/915694722940768744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/915694722940768744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/winter-checklist.html' title='Winter Checklist'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-5115726951049729643</id><published>2009-10-16T07:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T08:41:55.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Balmy 42 This Morning</title><content type='html'>To this day, I very clearly remember the joy and relief I felt when the morning temperatures finally returned to the 40's and 50's last year.  It was sometime in March, I believe, and it was a blessed relief after a couple months of temperatures below 10&amp;deg;F, and in the teens and twenties.  It didn't stay steady in the 50's, but it was a wonderful sign of things to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know it's only going to get colder, so I'm enjoying the 40's while they last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, at 42&amp;deg;F, I was quite comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thoughts about my equipment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Feet:&lt;/span&gt; Wool socks with plastic bags around my toes for wind breakage.  And Shimano MTB shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Torso/Arms:&lt;/span&gt;  A moderately thick wicking layer, a thin wicking layer and a wind breaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hands:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.salsacycles.com/gloves.html"&gt;Salsa N'AGUA™ Gloves&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Head:&lt;/span&gt;  A thin head scarf pulled down over my ears and the standard helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to change a thing, it would be to eliminate the thin wicking layer.  I got a touch &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;warmish&lt;/span&gt; up top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time for a new helmet, too.  I've had my Giro Atmos for a few years now, and I hear it's a good idea to replace them periodically.  With all the weather extremes it's seen, I'm sure it's ready to retire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go for something a little cheaper, and with a little more breathing room for the head coverings I'll be using this winter.  I'm thinking about the &lt;a href="http://www.lazerhelmets.com/en/catalog/cycling-6/urban-edition-12/product/urbanize-n-light-636"&gt;Urbanize N Light&lt;/a&gt;, though I can't help but think it looks pretty dorky.  Then again, is there a bike helmet that doesn't?  Maybe I'll pull out all the stops and go for the pink one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I won't buy anything without trying it on, and the only place in town that appears to carry them is &lt;a href='http://www.waldobikes.com/'&gt;Waldo Bikes&lt;/a&gt;.  Does anyone have any experience with this helmet?  Any reviews worth reading?  Any other ideas?  My only requirements are that the helmet fit, and that front and rear lights can be mounted to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preferrably blinky lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=TransiIt+Garment+Bag"&gt;TransIt Garment Bag&lt;/a&gt; works out a lot better on my Kona Dew Drop than it ever did on my (now deceased) Kona Fire Mountain (may she rest in peace).  The rack just holds it in a much better position, and though the straps don't hold it down quite as tight, it's still plenty tight for urban/residential riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I need to correct a &lt;a href="http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-commute-ride-in-over-year.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;.  The last time I rode to work last year was December 8th.  Don't know where I got that October 3rd date.  So it really hasn't been &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-5115726951049729643?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://connect.garmin.com/activity/16353960' title='A Balmy 42 This Morning'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/5115726951049729643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/balmy-42-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/5115726951049729643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/5115726951049729643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/balmy-42-this-morning.html' title='A Balmy 42 This Morning'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-893328718911655124</id><published>2009-10-13T07:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T08:27:02.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Commute Ride in over a Year</title><content type='html'>I had no idea that it'd been that long.  The last time I rode my bike to work was October 3rd, 2008.  Well, unless you count today, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dressed well for the chill 44&amp;deg;F air, and 12mph ENE wind.  Naturally, I'm heading SE, so it was a head/side wind.  The wind will undoubtedly shift so that it's a head/side wind this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'd change is the panniers.  The &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=TransiIt+Garment+Bag"&gt;TransIt Garment Bag&lt;/a&gt; is a great bag, and I'd recommend it to anyone, though I would stress trying it on for size first.  On every back stroke, my heels scraped the front of the bag, and it's set on the rack about as far back as it'll go.  Were the strap on the front of the bag that ties it to the seat tube a little longer, it might work better. As it is, though, it's going to scrape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight I'll bring clothes for the rest of the week in to work (I have to come back up here anyway - and yes, I'll drive due to the schedule and the various buildings I have to visit), and try to figure out something to do with the panniers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The digs in the new building aren't ideal, but I'll make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it's damn nice to be back on the saddle again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-893328718911655124?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/893328718911655124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-commute-ride-in-over-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/893328718911655124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/893328718911655124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-commute-ride-in-over-year.html' title='First Commute Ride in over a Year'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-8568927691292730895</id><published>2009-10-12T13:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:35:45.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Test Ride</title><content type='html'>I just dropped my car off at the shop to get the ignition looked at.  It doesn't like to start in the cold.  Contrary to all previous experience, they were unable to give me a ride home after I dropped the car off.  I had a feeling this would be the case, so I'm glad I called to confirm it.  Rather than scramble to find a ride, I just used it as a test ride to make sure all was in order for the bike commuting, which I start tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was in order with the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With me, however... I'm a &lt;a href='http://connect.garmin.com/activity/16004492'&gt;touch out of shape&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-8568927691292730895?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/8568927691292730895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-test-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/8568927691292730895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/8568927691292730895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-test-ride.html' title='First Test Ride'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-2427929532391260000</id><published>2009-10-07T13:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:19:24.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the Saddle</title><content type='html'>I really do miss the daily riding.  Every day I see one or two people riding their bikes to work.  Ironically, I see more people riding bikes now that I'm driving, than I saw while I was riding.  They look like well seasoned and responsible riders too.  No wrong-way bike ninjas, these.  They're sporting all the requisite lights, panniers, layers and neon wind breakers.   I think one of them even has the new 2010 Kona Dew Drop.  It probably has more miles on it already than my '09 model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't all fun and games.  I know there was pain.  I know that there were days when my fingers and toes hurt so bad from the cold and wind I could barely stand it, and honestly wondered if I'd arrive to find frostbite setting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there was frustration.  It was sometimes burdensome having to plan so carefully for weather that goes by barely noticed from inside my car.  Wearing winter clothing on the way to work, and summer clothing on the way home was tough to plan for.  I got used to it, and learned my temperature comfort thresholds, but I had to get used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I know there was pain and frustration, true to the natural tendencies of the human mind, I don't remember it.  I remember the sense of pride.  I remember the feel of the cool wind.  I remember forgetting my helmet a couple of times, and being so liberated by the wind in my hair that I only begrudgingly went back to get it.  Once, I didn't.  I felt so very... European.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember being more aware of, and more connected to the world around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember being more aware of, and more connected to the world within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember loving the extra time to myself that I had to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What started as a training exercise, building up to the 2008 Triple Bypass, turned into a fantastic educational and thoroughly enjoyable experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned more about the way I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drive&lt;/span&gt; during that one year of riding than I did in 16 years of driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember finding it strange that every day someone said "be careful out there" when it was obvious to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;that it's just as dangerous, if not more so, to drive.  By the numbers, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it remarkable that since I've been driving, no one has told me to "be careful out there."  Not once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember feeling proud of myself, and smiling while people told me I was crazy.  I knew something they didn't.  I knew something they couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look forward to arriving at home.  I looked forward to getting there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-2427929532391260000?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/2427929532391260000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing-saddle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/2427929532391260000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/2427929532391260000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing-saddle.html' title='Missing the Saddle'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-1422700870028821228</id><published>2009-10-06T12:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T12:52:53.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to change your hotmail/gmail/yahoo password</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://isc.sans.org/diary.html?storyid=7276&amp;amp;rss"&gt;Microsoft has confirmed&lt;/a&gt; that thousands of Windows Live accounts have been compromised with their passwords posted online. Mainstream media such as the BBC are also carrying the story. Some information is posted &lt;a href="http://windowslivewire.spaces.live.com/blog/cns%212F7EB29B42641D59%2141528.entry?wa=wsignin1.0&amp;amp;sa=363915619"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some password tips for your safety goodness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Change your passwords on a regular basis (every few months at the latest, every couple of months is better)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whenever possible, use long complex passphrases rather than passwords.  They're easy to type, easy to remember, and difficult to crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If ever you notice anything suspicious with your accounts, change all your passwords immediately... especially those guarding sensitive information such as financial sites, online e'mail, online storage, etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn how to combat identity theft.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use a firewall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use two firewalls, a software firewall, and a hardware port-forwarding firewall if possible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never click links in emails.  Ever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try not to use the same password at multiple sites.  If you must, then at least use passphrases.  Not that you ever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never share your password with anyone.  Ever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always ensure that anytime you sign in to a website where sensitive information is stored, that you're signing into the correct and legitimate website, and that the connection is secure.  If you don't see a closed padlock somewhere indicating that the connection is secure, or an "http&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;" in the URL, then DO NOT LOG IN.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Be careful out there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-1422700870028821228?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://isc.sans.org/diary.html?storyid=7276&amp;rss' title='Time to change your hotmail/gmail/yahoo password'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/1422700870028821228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-to-change-your-hotmailgmailyahoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/1422700870028821228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/1422700870028821228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-to-change-your-hotmailgmailyahoo.html' title='Time to change your hotmail/gmail/yahoo password'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-175390471096074035</id><published>2009-10-02T15:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:28:08.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Fridays</title><content type='html'>I've recently started up something I hope will eventually take on a life of it's own.  I've pulled together a few people from where I work to get together informally on the first Friday of every month to talk about... well... things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was spawned from the desire to learn more about the other side of banking.  I've been in the financial sector for over 10 years now, but it's always been in the technology and security side.  I know next to nothing, even after all of these years, about the business of actual &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banking"&gt;banking&lt;/a&gt;.  My interest is more professional and out of a sense of responsibility than it is passionate, but I am interested nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I would like to see happen, that is to say, my vision, is that it become a slightly more formal, if generous and forgiving, discussion where a given topic is chosen and presented, then discussed, each month.  The goal is to learn.  It's really that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was part of something very short lived and similar to this years ago in college.  I vaguely remember it being inspired by yet another similar undertaking by one of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Founding_Fathers_of_the_United_States"&gt;Founding Fathers&lt;/a&gt;, though I cannot, for the life of me, remember who, or by what name (if anything) it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first First Friday.  It was an informal get together at a local restaurant with no real direction, or topic or goal.  We talked about our own histories a bit, and shared stories, and generally let the conversation evolve as it wanted to evolve.  The four of us enjoyed it enough that we decided to let it continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic ideas are, at this point, the average weight of tulip stems through the ages and how it relates to climate change, the height of the Empire State Building and what it reveals about the industrial trends of the 18th and 19th centuries, the state of the economy today and what we can learn from the rise of Rome as a superpower, whether Enid, OK has a reasonable chance of becoming the site of the 2020 Olympics, the air-speed velocity of an unladen swallow, and how we drive in traffic and what it says about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything that spawns healthy debate is welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-175390471096074035?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/175390471096074035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-fridays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/175390471096074035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/175390471096074035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-fridays.html' title='First Fridays'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-879007499681029523</id><published>2009-07-31T15:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:10:04.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple Bypass 2009 Recap</title><content type='html'>I'm not going to break down every day like I did last year. Suffice to say the photos are available online &lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/dvicci/TripleBypass2009'&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-879007499681029523?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/879007499681029523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/07/triple-bypass-2009-recap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/879007499681029523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/879007499681029523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/07/triple-bypass-2009-recap.html' title='Triple Bypass 2009 Recap'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-4896374615206067344</id><published>2009-07-03T15:33:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:41:41.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Filthy Nasty Poison Ivy... We Hates It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='padding:5px; float: left;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RgYpPkmiH2lAQRsebJIZog?feat=directlink'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_JRQQ32gQhQE/Sk5oLnf_OfI/AAAAAAAAD-8/pSVZ4OokMKY/s144/Front%20Yard%20Tree%20002.jpg' style='padding:5px;'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gc-GeFG3-K81hN1yXp252Q?feat=directlink'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_JRQQ32gQhQE/Sk5oUMmZDqI/AAAAAAAAD-U/8vziqPBF7ik/s144/Front%20Yard%20Tree%20012.jpg' style='padding:5px;'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/H6ds_G_wTMRidLQg2RCorA?feat=directlink'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_JRQQ32gQhQE/Sk5oMgrN4YI/AAAAAAAAD_E/RR8GqhuKioA/s144/Front%20Yard%20Tree%20003.jpg' style='padding:5px;'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known I've had poison ivy in my yard for a couple years, but I get hit by it rarely enough that I didn't do anything more than a cursory examination with little in the way of actual familiarity with the vile plant.  I got it again a few weeks ago, though, and decided I'd had enough.  Today I did some serious research over lunch, and my suspicions grew as to the location...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just checked, and I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; found it.  It climbs up the tree in my front yard pretty far, as you can see to the right, and judging by the size of the leaves, is a relatively old vine.  At *least* a few years... more than I've been here, anyway.  There is more at the base of that same tree growing from the root system that spawned that filthy, horrific vine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An yet it looks so peaceful and serene in that image to the left, doesn't it?  Don't be fooled.  It's of the Devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look closely, you can see the telltale hairy root feelers that keep the vine attached the the tree.  Nasty things.  They just look evil.  I hates them.  I truly do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled quite a bit off that tree out front, and I think my next step is to wash the gloves I was wearing very very very well.  If they're not machine washable (I'll be *very* careful when I check), I'll just throw them away.  It's not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found more along the west side of the house, and more yet on the east side in the wood pile.  Three little patches, and one hefty vine.  I couldn't find any in the back yard, which would explain why I've never gotten any from Squanto.  You'd think, if there were any back there, he'd have gotten it on his fur, and transferred it to me.  That hasn't to the best of my knowledge, ever happened.  I'm going to count that as a positively Good Thing.  I've only ever gotten it from when I, myself, was outside working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/dvicci/PoisonIvy?feat=directlink'&gt;More images in the online album&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-4896374615206067344?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/4896374615206067344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/07/filthy-nasty-poison-ivy-we-hates-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/4896374615206067344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/4896374615206067344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/07/filthy-nasty-poison-ivy-we-hates-it.html' title='Filthy Nasty Poison Ivy... We Hates It!'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_JRQQ32gQhQE/Sk5oLnf_OfI/AAAAAAAAD-8/pSVZ4OokMKY/s72-c/Front%20Yard%20Tree%20002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-1420217843617100198</id><published>2009-06-26T11:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:54:03.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>King Joe 3 and a Saturn ION... They Said it Couldn't Be Done</title><content type='html'>In the manual, the 2004 Saturn ION is listed as "No Fit".  On their website, they say I need a custom fitting in order to get it to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say they're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I installed the &lt;a href="http://www.yakima.com/product/8002620/kingjoe-3.aspx"&gt;King Joe 3&lt;/a&gt; on my 2004 Saturn ION Quad Coupe yesterday without any problem whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/O56Iqy2riswBvWephJmsCw?feat=directlink'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_JRQQ32gQhQE/SkrKfFi7LsI/AAAAAAAAD7U/xDPoH4aaJoQ/s288/King-Joe-001.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KYNIgGy3Pyv63QXMykSllA?feat=directlink'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_JRQQ32gQhQE/SkrKfphB1_I/AAAAAAAAD7Y/Fk4WQYvZnnU/s288/King-Joe-002.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_YD9E_XIcUCMERxXIITlTA?feat=directlink'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_JRQQ32gQhQE/SkrKf67xZtI/AAAAAAAAD7c/Tv3hxal0SLE/s288/King-Joe-003.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yl1yv6bXH3jBw9PBGC5k-Q?feat=directlink'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_JRQQ32gQhQE/SkrKgK-rqwI/AAAAAAAAD7g/xQDNa6603bE/s288/King-Joe-004.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/m7BO32HT7m7d207G_7Ze9A?feat=directlink'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_JRQQ32gQhQE/SkrKgS1rleI/AAAAAAAAD7k/TBCCrpv0Gjk/s288/King-Joe-005.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/b7IJ0wVV2LcSLYmIsq6uQg?feat=directlink'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_JRQQ32gQhQE/SkrKggOcU0I/AAAAAAAAD7o/pj260tu8PVg/s288/King-Joe-006.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-1420217843617100198?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/1420217843617100198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/06/king-joe-3-and-saturn-ion-they-said-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/1420217843617100198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/1420217843617100198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/06/king-joe-3-and-saturn-ion-they-said-it.html' title='King Joe 3 and a Saturn ION... They Said it Couldn&apos;t Be Done'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_JRQQ32gQhQE/SkrKfFi7LsI/AAAAAAAAD7U/xDPoH4aaJoQ/s72-c/King-Joe-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-4792525202280157855</id><published>2009-06-11T15:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T15:29:31.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Solo Century of 2009 - The Route</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" style="border:1px solid #000000;" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=s_d&amp;amp;saddr=10701+W+71st+Pl,+Shawnee,+KS+66203&amp;amp;daddr=W+79th+St+to:Bond+St+to:Cody+St+to:Prairie+Star+Pkwy+to:Northgate+St+to:W+135th+St+to:W+151st+St+to:W+143rd+St+to:38.840376,-95.02264+to:N+700th+Rd+to:N+650+Rd+to:Kasold+Dr+to:W+9th+St+to:W+9th+St+to:New+Hampshire+St+to:Lyon+St+to:158th+St+to:Johnson+Dr+to:Midland+Dr+to:W+75th+St+to:W+71st+Pl&amp;amp;geocode=%3BFYrfUgIds7Za-g%3BFQ3SUgIdXq9a-g%3BFde5UgIdk6ha-g%3BFcNWUgIdQj5Z-g%3BFb5yUQId9ylZ-g%3BFTlRUQIdAsdX-g%3BFfTgUAIdGbZW-g%3BFd4ZUQId3lRW-g%3B%3BFQqpUAIdfg9U-g%3BFZuMUAIdioJS-g%3BFfkkUgId2SdS-g%3BFZiaUgIdvExS-g%3BFdiYUgId5sFS-g%3BFdKaUgIdcNVS-g%3BFQDTUgIdsvZS-g%3BFTAFVAIdVz1X-g%3BFcx6UwId1ERZ-g%3BFbIbUwIdqpVZ-g%3BFdL7UgIdFI1a-g%3BFX4TUwId4txa-g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;mra=dpe&amp;amp;mrcr=0&amp;amp;mrsp=9&amp;amp;sz=13&amp;amp;via=1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14,15,16,17,18,19,20&amp;amp;sll=38.847195,-94.989681&amp;amp;sspn=0.091847,0.154495&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=38.971688,-94.996033&amp;amp;spn=0.373689,0.583649&amp;amp;z=10&amp;amp;output=embed" scrolling="no" width="400" frameborder="0" height="350"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=embed&amp;amp;saddr=10701+W+71st+Pl,+Shawnee,+KS+66203&amp;amp;daddr=W+79th+St+to:Bond+St+to:Cody+St+to:Prairie+Star+Pkwy+to:Northgate+St+to:W+135th+St+to:W+151st+St+to:W+143rd+St+to:38.840376,-95.02264+to:N+700th+Rd+to:N+650+Rd+to:Kasold+Dr+to:W+9th+St+to:W+9th+St+to:New+Hampshire+St+to:Lyon+St+to:158th+St+to:Johnson+Dr+to:Midland+Dr+to:W+75th+St+to:W+71st+Pl&amp;amp;geocode=%3BFYrfUgIds7Za-g%3BFQ3SUgIdXq9a-g%3BFde5UgIdk6ha-g%3BFcNWUgIdQj5Z-g%3BFb5yUQId9ylZ-g%3BFTlRUQIdAsdX-g%3BFfTgUAIdGbZW-g%3BFd4ZUQId3lRW-g%3B%3BFQqpUAIdfg9U-g%3BFZuMUAIdioJS-g%3BFfkkUgId2SdS-g%3BFZiaUgIdvExS-g%3BFdiYUgId5sFS-g%3BFdKaUgIdcNVS-g%3BFQDTUgIdsvZS-g%3BFTAFVAIdVz1X-g%3BFcx6UwId1ERZ-g%3BFbIbUwIdqpVZ-g%3BFdL7UgIdFI1a-g%3BFX4TUwId4txa-g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;mra=dpe&amp;amp;mrcr=0&amp;amp;mrsp=9&amp;amp;sz=13&amp;amp;via=1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14,15,16,17,18,19,20&amp;amp;sll=38.847195,-94.989681&amp;amp;sspn=0.091847,0.154495&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=38.971688,-94.996033&amp;amp;spn=0.373689,0.583649&amp;amp;z=10" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-4792525202280157855?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/4792525202280157855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-solo-century-of-2009-route.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/4792525202280157855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/4792525202280157855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-solo-century-of-2009-route.html' title='First Solo Century of 2009 - The Route'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23856004.post-7497650687509053804</id><published>2009-05-29T12:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T12:39:33.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Acpi 2.0 _PCT object returned an invalid value of 7</title><content type='html'>So, I've been fighting a stuttering issue with my laptop, an Alienware Aurora m9700, for the last few months now.  Whenever I played a movie file it would start stuttering badly after about 20 seconds, and then every 10-20 seconds for 2-3 seconds.  In .mov files, this affects the sound, but in all others, it affects only the video.  The same held true for games.  I was unable to play any games (on a gaming laptop!) due to the crippling drop in FPS every 10-20 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried reinstalling the OS a few times.  I tried updating this driver or that.  I fiddled with BIOS settings.  I fiddled with video card settings.  I spent hours researching it online using variations on the terms "stuttering video xp seconds fps chop 'frame rate'" and a host of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two nights ago I was looking through the Event Log on a whim on a completely unrelated topic, having all but given up on the stuttering issue.  At that point, I was all but convinced it was an SP3 issue, and there was nothing I could do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I came across this: "The Acpi 2.0 _PCT object returned an invalid value of 7".  Hmm… Acpi… power management… and my fan has been going mad the last few months.  More than I remember it going when I first got the laptop.  Still could be SP3… I've heard it jacks with power management.  But I keep looking through the error log, and this error seems to coincide with the stuttering incidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A google search for the error string, and I come across a lot of things related to (get this) stuttering during video playback and gaming.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From looking around, it could be one of the following:&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Broken heat pipe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unseated CPU heat sink requiring the reapplication of Arctic Silver (or similar heat sink paste)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dust on the heat sink and/or vents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faulty CPU&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faulty motherboard controller&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faulty drivers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Huh.  Some of those are pretty expensive.  So I think about it, and decide to start with the easiest.  Grabbing a screwdriver, and air canister and a flat surface, I take the bottom panel off the laptop, revealing the cooling pipes, heat sinks, and other various whatnots.  I do this 1. to inspect things b/c I still love the look of computer circuit boards, and 2. to give the dust a place to go after I hit it with air.  I do so, and nearly blind myself with the dust that saturated the air in my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coughing and hacking, I put the panel back on, boot her back up again, and notice immediately that the fan is a LOT quieter.  It's odd, actually, I could actually barely hear the HD clicking.  That had been drowned out by an overworked fan just minutes before.  I head over to http://www.thehuntforgollum.com/ and load it up.  It used to say "Your CPU may be too slow to process HD video, would you like to view the low res version?" right about the time it would start stuttering.  Even the "low res" version would say that same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched, my anticipation mounting, expecting the video to stop and stutter any second… or at least expecting the fan to kick in loudly… neither happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months of frustration and trouble, and all b/c the heat sink and vents were full of dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much longer I could have gone before I actually damaged something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23856004-7497650687509053804?l=dvicci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/feeds/7497650687509053804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/05/acpi-20-pct-object-returned-invalid.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/7497650687509053804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23856004/posts/default/7497650687509053804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvicci.blogspot.com/2009/05/acpi-20-pct-object-returned-invalid.html' title='The Acpi 2.0 _PCT object returned an invalid value of 7'/><author><name>dvicci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04392518182591299103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1-eTr-0R4/TYArXfND1EI/AAAAAAAAKFg/TAlYX9f8Fc0/s220/St%2BLucia%2B268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
