I wrote an email to myself almost 6 years ago listing out my life goals. I was stuck in a job I hated, living with mom and dad, and it was my first step to codifying what I actually wanted to do with my life. This was before The Bucket List (movie), so I'm proud that it was also somewhat original, even though I probably found the idea on some career website. I found that email today thanks to a random gmail search, and I found it entertaining and a reminder. So I added all the things I've accomplished since then to the bottom and added some more things to top, and emailed it to myself again. Here's hoping I'll find this in another 5 years.
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Have spent at least a month (in total) on every significant land-mass in the world.
Extra points for Antartica.
Fill out a county map.
Learn how to play the electric bass, saxaphone, and trumpet.
Extra points for playing every instrument ever imagined.
Speak Mandarin fluently. If time, Japanese as well.
Become a black belt.
Go spelunking once.
Learn how to kiteboard and wakeboard.
Windsurf the Gorge.
Hike the Grand Canyon.
See lava flow in Hawaii.
Scuba the Great Barrier Reef.
Swim with dolphins.
Hike in New Zealand.
Eat my way through India.
Eat my way through Italy.
Go on a furniture buying spree in China.
Name my Greater Swiss Mountain dog Cocoa.
Name my daughter Mia.
Still play soccer at age 80.

Things I've accomplished. (that I can always do again)
Ice Climbing.
College Diploma.
Survived.
Skinny dipped w/ glaciers.
Lost myself in music.
Fallen in Love.
Spent a month in Malaysia.
Three weeks in Japan.
Visited Thailand.
Visited Singapore.
Visited Hong Kong.
Eaten chicken feet.
Learned how to lead climb/rappel.
Hugged trees in the Redwoods.
Learned how to surf.
Hiked among the Bristlecone Pines. (One piece was older than Jesus)
Hiked the Subway in Zion.
Ran a Marathon.
Led a Trad climb.
Climbed in Joshua Tree.
Free climbed in Yosemite.

I don't know who I'm posting this for. But if there is any chance that you want to know how the US started torturing people against the Geneva Convention, there are 289 pages in a declassified PDF here.

I had a 63 character password on our router, and the iPod wouldn't connect to it. After exhaustively changing the router password to just the first 8 characters, then just the first 9 characters, just the first 10 characters, and so on, I discovered that the iPod didn't like that my password contained the letter combination "ql" within the string. That's lowercase Q followed by lowercase L. I changed the l to a d and now the iPod connects with the 63 character password without issue.

• Can someone see if they can reproduce that with their router, iPod, and a similar style password?

I'm wondering if I stumbled onto a very obscure Apple bug.

With all the excitement lately I forgot to mention the end of the Couch Safe story.

At some point C's sister J ran into a lady who lives in her apartment building. She mentioned that she felt like she'd lost something when the couches disappeared, but couldn't remember what it was. J, being very excited to clear up the whole thing, immediately went and got the safe with the bead case inside it, and presented it to her. The lady then said something like "Oh! It's so big! No wonder I put it in the couch!"

The End.

Datrick just bought a house, but Nat and I are just starting to look. We are trying to figure out what house we want, and still can't decide what area we want to be in. Here are our conceptual options, with the general characteristics of the regions. What would you pick? How do you value commute time Vs size of yard Vs distance to stuff? In each of these regions, imagine a detached single family home, with 3-4 bedrooms and decent square footage.

1) Close to work (3 minute commute, one way), on the lower end of the budget. Decent sized yard, decent house, nothing architecturally special. Great daily time saver due to short commute, but far from the city and friends.

2) Moderate distance to work (15-20 minute commute, one way), on the middle to upper side of the budget. Nice suburbia neighborhood, nice house, backyard looking on to trees or park. Lots of neighbors around you. Medium distance to friends, close to lots of shopping, medium distance to city.

3) Far from work (30-40 minutes, one way), close to the city on upper end of budget. Location with great view (overlooking river+city, or just forest), or if no view then on a secluded foresty property (between 0.5-1.5 acres). Architecturally interesting house, but would probably need some cosmetic help. Close to city, medium distance to friends.

4) Far from work (30-40 minutes, one way), on upper end of budget. Far from city, far from friends. Lots of LAND (5-70 acres), such as in farm land or forest land. Private secluded house, but 15-20 minutes from the freeway, and then another 15-20 minutes from anything else.

So where do you stand?

Does an almost non-existent commute time trump all because of all the extra time you gain, or is being far from everything else a deal breaker?

Is suburbia a nice middle ground, balancing commute time and distance to stuff? Or would you rather have 40 acres of farmland, or be on the river looking at the city?

I need help.

I've become tired of having to go to the office to play PC games when Betsey is watching TV. I want to be next to her, even if we're in completely different worlds. To that end, I'm getting a gaming laptop. So far I've decided on this model:

Qosmio X505-Q870

Talk me out of it, or confirm that it's awesome. I haven't been in the new PC market in a long time.

Peace.

Alternate title: Weddings - The Most Inefficient Transfer of Wealth From One Generation to the Next.

I wonder if my teenage rebellion against authority has morphed into a rebellion against tradition, or generalized into a rebellion against all industry. I didn't want a diamond because I don't want to support a controlled market that I see as an inefficient waste of lives and resources. I hate diamond commercials and ads, thus my view that anything bought from the Shane Company should get flushed down the toilet. And I tried to avoid supporting the ridiculous market that is the wedding industry. But maybe I'm just cheap.

Part of me still thinks about skipping the whole wedding thing and eloping. I mean, conflicting emotions and expectations abound, I get anxious planning a dinner party for 8, and add to that 30k of cost to my parents? No wonder this stuff drives people crazy. And did I mention the constant focus on what the bride wants? There's nothing like having 5 different vendors ask you what your color palette is to make you suddenly decide that you Need a color palette. Beyond that point is a slippery slope to a nervous breakdown about ribbon and throwing someone headfirst into a foam cake display. But everyone keeps deferring to me with lines about "this is YOUR day" and "whatever you envision, we'll make happen". Um...don't people know that absolute power corrupts absolutely? I'd like things to be pretty and not cost too much. I probably should hire a wedding planner who could make that happen, but that, to me, seems like an overwhelming task and plus, it costs more money. And, full disclosure, there is a part of me that is enjoying exercising control, and a part that sees this as a Challenge. And so far, it's been something new and different to do, and fun at times. Especially cake tasting.

Here's the low-down: my dad has planned more for this day than I have. I want a big party with all of my friends and family, and I want there to be lots of dancing. The specifics seemed unnecessary at first. But how do you make a decision on any of this stuff while trying to remember that the details are unimportant? And what's the line to walk when you're lucky enough to have a father that wants more than anything to make you happy and yet has very strong opinions and expectations on how things should go, especially when you've spent most of your life just being contrary to him? Let's have a Baptist minister officiate! (Yeah, that one was a fun conversation. I might as well bring up how Bill O'Reilly is a bastard son of satan while we're at it. God, if you're there, I swear I'll try to believe in you if Bill O'Reilly gets caught fornicating with a goat. See the issue with the Baptist minister yet?)

Also, I'm sorry if I'm not inviting you. I'm sure there are going to be some awkward conversations in our future, and it's probably more a logistics decision than a personal one, but boy feeling obligated to invite people sucks balls, as does not being able invite others to for headcount reasons.

So, in summary, my life is not very tough. I'm super lucky that I get to throw a big party for the people I love, and I really don't want to elope. It will be completely awesome to see everyone, like a reunion, and I can't wait to see all my friends together again. But I have been thinking about this stuff a lot, and wow it feels good to get this crap off my chest. Me, C, our siblings and parents, on a beach somewhere warm, with a respectable old dude telling us how to love...sometimes that sounds really damn good.

Online basketball shooting contest

You've been warned.

Hey everyone, I'm all done with school! I'll be heading to Hawaii for 2 weeks then I'll come back and start looking for jobs :) Corvallis will be my home for only a short time longer. After that...

I am so amazed at how much work Cliff put into the whole thing. About a month ago, he decided that he'd propose the next time I went to Oregon, so when I told him I'd be gone from Dec 3-5 he started planning things. He measured my brass rat even though the sizing may have been different for the right and left hands, got the ring from Amazon (a blue emerald-cut sapphire solitaire in white gold), went out with a friend to help him get a spiffy new suit (grey with light blue pinstripes) and french-cuffed blue shirt and then get them tailored, his sister helped him find shoes and accessories, and since Monday he'd been telling me that he kept having all-day meetings, so I wasn't expecting him to be answering IM at all. Monday he casually asked if my social schedule was full, and not suspecting anything I said that game night was Wednesday but that I actually had some free time Thursday, this ime…which then magically filled up with this "charity dinner". Tuesday he'd mentioned he'd gotten dinner with his sister at a place downtown, which he'd really done after the accessory shopping. He flew into Portland Thursday morning, called my mom's cell phone which Patrick gave him, and asked to meet with her and my dad sometime that day. Since they weren't free until 5pm, he checked into the Riverplace hotel, walked to the Fossil Cartel and got a backup ring in a bigger size (emerald obsidianite, or helenite, or shiny green glass from mount st. helens, depending on your take), and logged into IM at the hotel and chatted with me a bit, further convincing me that it just wasn't possible that he was in Portland! Then he drove out to west Portland, met with them and got their blessing, and drove back to east Portland to the restaurant and waited for us.

Also, can I throw in a shout-out to Patrick and Jen for totally having me conned?

Last night after dinner, we went back to my house and celebrated with my mom and dad, then I stayed in the first hotel in Portland ever - Riverplace gave us a little box of Moonstruck chocolates as a congratulations and a sweet note. I emailed my boss to tell him the news and that I'd be in pretty late, and then today we went and had an almond and chocolate croissant at St. Honore for breakfast, and split up - him back to the airport and me to finally get into work, where my boss had rounded up everyone to sign a card and gotten me a bottle of Asti.

I still can't believe it! Everyone has been so nice, and it's just been an amazing whirlwind. I think the back-up ring will be the "official" once it arrives, but I've now got two shiny new pretty things, and a shiny new "fiancee"…things are awesome!

Because I'd call to tell you that Cliff and I got engaged last night!

I've been up in Portland on another of my monthly trips for work, and when I got in on Wednesday I had a very fun game night at Adam/Natalie's place, catching up with my high school friends and their p-town news and playing Boomtown. On Tuesday, Patrick had IM'd to say that he and Jen had an extra ticket to this 6-course charity dinner at DOC in Portland on Thursday, and if I was in town maybe I'd like to go??? And of course my answer was "HECK YES I LUV FREE FANCY DINNER!" So I'd packed a slinky shirt, but then Portland was super freezing because it's December and Oregon has real weather, and Thursday I just ended up wearing jeans and a nice work shirt+sweater combo, with some jewelry to make it look like I was trying, because I know those law-type-charity dinner things have got to be fancy! Patrick picked me up after work around 6:30, and then we grabbed Jen from downtown and headed to the restaurant. We get there, it all looks super quiet, and we walk into the tiny restaurant and are standing in the middle of their kitchen, and one of the guys ask Patrick and Jen if they have a reservation. And they kind of stand there, and I look around, and I see Cliff in a suit walking up to me and I say "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE???"

At which point he says "I'm proposing to you!" and gets down on one knee and asks me to marry him.

At this point, my head is really just blinking in loud red letters "DOES NOT COMPUTE". I'm double-taking at Cliff, because he's supposed to be in SF, not in Portland, not right next to me looking all fine, not smiling at me from one knee on the floor, looking at Patrick and Jen, and at the guys in the kitchen like hopefully one of them will tell me soon what's going on, and just all around feeling like I wanted to cry and hyperventilate quietly somewhere, because I totally was floored.

5 minutes later, I think I said "Of course I'll marry you" and took the ring and put it on. It might have been 20 minutes later. And hugs were exchanged all around and P&J left with the super-spy-smiles they totally deserve, and Cliff and I sat down to the nicest 6-course meal I've ever had.

Funny as hell though!

*EDIT* Apologies for the technical difficulties, I don't have the right permissions to share the youtube video, so you have to log into a youtube account to watch. Which I do appreciate for my future public office runs, but lessens the "let's all laugh at me together" fun. *

Note the differing strategies here: chipmunk, standard, and cheater.

This is now the 2nd time I've gotten into an eating contest and realized it was about speed, not quantity. Oh, and no hands. Fail!

I've been looking at a Wii on and off since they came out, but never really got to the point of really wanting one.

But I'm getting closer - what I really see myself doing is playing the sports games on it, Tennis and Baseball seem like the most obvious candidates. I'm not really interested in other games of theirs right now.

Anyone have any of tennis games? Are they as fun as they look, and do they still provide a challenge after a while, or do they get pretty boring?

Thanks!

Has anyone else tried using Live Mesh? A friend recommended it but I haven't tried it yet. It allows you to remote desktop to a computer that has the software installed through a web browser. You can sync folders as well.