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Friday, August 22, 2014

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Huh. Turns out wearing yoga outfits is easier than actual yoga.

Thursday, August 21, 2014

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Watch my live activity “Live Activity 8/21” now! http://t.co/YU3hl9ZeWG

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

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Sunday, August 17, 2014

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Watch my live activity “Live Activity 8/17” now! http://t.co/HHesXV0NZl

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Wednesday, May 28, 2014

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Elena's first play @ Willow Glen Elementary School http://t.co/N59QJsmuIr

Friday, March 28, 2014

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Check out these funky dance moves! http://t.co/LfcNLhBetB #jd2014 #ubi #jdtv

Thursday, March 27, 2014

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If you've ever wondered who would win in an Windows vs. Office battle, I think we have our answer this morning. http://t.co/Srl6Nf5h04

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

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Keep It Short, via @nytimes http://t.co/VEPEOYiJYm

Thursday, March 13, 2014

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I can't stop watching the vomiting Target logo in this BusinessWeek story. (At least I *hope* it's vomiting.) http://t.co/FhfozbDnzB

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

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Am I the only one who still likes single-player campaigns?

Sunday, February 23, 2014

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I guess I can take down the Christmas lights now.

Thursday, February 20, 2014

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Another week, another zero-day dicovery by @FireEye: http://t.co/f6Kh4YH3oB

Saturday, February 15, 2014

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Man, cellos are expensive.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

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Ashar does it Gangam style. #FE_Momentum http://t.co/2arweVJ2vU

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Eye of the Fire #FE_Momentum http://t.co/r7DB5K5Mwd

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Techie celebration #FE_Momentum http://t.co/2ai4rnTFFZ

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Techie celebration. http://t.co/ebTmPyQ5vE

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Disco fever at #FE_Momentum http://t.co/U1XRvN2aj4

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Rob Rachwald, did you edit this? #FE_Momentum

Saturday, January 25, 2014

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After convincing me to sit down, order, and eat at her pretend restaurant, Elena is now demanding real money for the bill. #kiddiescams

Sunday, January 5, 2014

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Community is back! (In the best possible meaning.)

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

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The key to bawdy children's humor: always rhyme "France" and "pants."

Sunday, December 15, 2013

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I unlocked 2 Xbox Live achievements in Karaoke! http://t.co/fNOCzihJ5S

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I am playing Karaoke. http://t.co/pPR3EkiUAJ

Saturday, December 7, 2013

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In a room full of Stanford fans rooting for ASU, pretending to know about football.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

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A few hours with no kid (at @TopNoshCafe w/ 2 others) [pic]: http://t.co/Y8nDAj4Ke4

Friday, November 22, 2013

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Rocking KitKat on my Moto X. Feels weird having an Android phone that's actually up to date

Sunday, November 17, 2013

You can change the context, but you can’t change human nature

Today’s New York Times has an interesting story about employer bias about long-term unemployed. It’s a cruel Catch-22: not having a job in itself becomes a top barrier to getting one.

Economists have long thought that the strain of unemployment, plus the erosion of skills and loss of contacts that naturally occur, helps explain the “structural” unemployed in a nation’s work force. But new evidence shows that bias plays a much larger role than previously thought. Some of the long-term unemployed might never find work because businesses simply refuse to hire them.

In a recent study, Rand Ghayad a Ph.D. candidate at Northeastern University, sent out 4,800 dummy résumés to job postings. Those résumés that were supposedly from recently unemployed applicants with no relevant experience were more likely to elicit a call for an interview than those supposedly from experienced workers out of a job for more than six months. Indeed, the callback rate for the long-term jobless ranged from just 1 to 3 percent, versus 9 to 16 percent for newly unemployed workers.

Unemployment becomes a “sorting criterion,” in the words of a separate study with similar findings. It found that being out of a job for more than nine months decreased interview requests by 20 percent among people applying to low- or medium-skilled jobs.

While the story presents this trend as a new phenomenon, I always assumed this to be the case; it’s easier to find a new job when you don’t need it.

Apparently, the conventional wisdom goes back further than I thought. Just yesterday I came across an uncannily relevant passage in E. M. Forster’s 1910 novel “Howard’s End.”

Again the Olympian laugh, and the lowered voice. “Naturally the man who’s in a situation when he applies stands a better chance, is in a stronger position, that the man who isn’t. It looks as if he’s worth something. I know by myself—(this is letting you into the State secrets)—it affects an employer greatly. Human nature, I'm afraid.”

Or as David Byrne might put it, same as it ever was.

Saturday, November 9, 2013

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Hobbled by wife's old iPhone while I wait for new Android to arrive (The S3 died; one too many drops). But rocking purple Surface keyboard.

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Giving up the quest for the perfect tablet

Shepard Smiths giant news screens: also not the perfect tabletSince the early days of the Internet, I’ve been on a quest for the perfect mobile device. One device to rule them all: one device to connect, consume, create —and carry around. While the urgency of this quest has faded since I got out of journalism, I’ve never quite let go of the idea that somewhere, someday I’d find the perfect all-in-one gadget.

Until now. After several purchases — some wise, some not so wise — I’ve come to the conclusion that most people just need different devices for different purposes.

For me, the Microsoft Surface has come closest to this all-in-one ideal. I can use it as a tablet, and because of its excellent screen, wide-screen ratio and stereo speakers, watching video is more pleasant than on TV or even the iPad. The snap-on keyboard makes typing easy, and while the list of touch-specific apps is woefully short, I can use all of my old Windows applications.

But even this has shortcomings. As a reading device it suffers from a poor implementations of digital magazines and newspapers, heavier-than-practical weight, and half the battery life of most tablets. As a writing tool, it suffers from its unusual form factor and screen resolution, which makes working with most standard PC software awkward. Its top-heavy form is difficult to balance correctly on my lap. And while the keyboard is better than trying to type on screen, it’s not the greatest. (Reportedly, this has been improved with the soon-to-launch Surface 2 accessories, which I can use on the original Surface.)

I’ve ended up getting different devices for each use. A Nook tablet for reading books at night. A Nook e-reader for reading outside. (Yes, I have a habit of always picking the loser in a two-horse race.) An iPad for reading daily news. None of these is perfect, and carrying around multiple devices is a pain.

If I had to choose just one, I’d choose the Surface. It does a little bit of everything, and by all accounts, version 2 is better. But it’s a compromise. And I’m still not sure what the best approach is — trying to “tablet-ize” a full-fledged PC, like Microsoft has done with the Surface, or adding a third-party keyboard to the iPad.

Okay. Deep inside, maybe I haven’t given up the quest after all.

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I unlocked 5 Xbox Live achievements in Kinect Sports Season 2! http://t.co/fNOCzihJ5S

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I am playing Kinect Sports Season 2. http://t.co/pPR3EkiUAJ

Thursday, October 24, 2013

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I unlocked the Golden Jubilee achievement in Karaoke! http://t.co/fNOCzihJ5S

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I am playing Karaoke. http://t.co/pPR3EkiUAJ

Saturday, September 21, 2013

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Its about to rain on my parade. Literally. http://t.co/hNbLvT5syG

Friday, September 20, 2013

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Woo-hoo! I'm rich! (Not really.) http://t.co/Wx4IDAovUX

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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"She mistrusted the periods of quiet that are essential to true growth" http://t.co/qasGpnTLGI #NOOK

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

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Finds it so odd how defensive gun nuts get after a mass shooting.

Thursday, September 5, 2013

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My 5-year-old daughter's latest grievance: "We never go to dance parties."

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

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I'm a little concerned that one of the teachers at my daughter's school just said her classroom is near the "libary."

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

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Testing my ITTT recipe.

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Magic Feathers

dumboWhen I was a kid, I once saw a red flare burning at the scene of an auto accident. Two wrecked cars idled in the middle of the intersection as police investigated the collision and directed traffic. With the traffic lights flashing yellow, I naturally concluded that the flare was the burning ember of the red stoplight, which had somehow fallen out onto the street, resulting in the confused drivers colliding. Encyclopedia Brown, I was not.

We humans are uncanny in our ability to find patterns within randomness — as if trying to tame chaos by making it a knowable, a predictable mental model that explains arbitrary events. We see correlated events and reflexively assume cause-and-effect relationships.

I think that tendency helps explain “magic feather” syndrome. If you’ve seen the Disney animated classic Dumbo, you know what I’m talking about: Timothy Mouse, desperate to convince Dumbo to fly, gives him a feather that supposedly allows the elephant to soar above the ground. In one sense, the feather works, giving Dumbo the confidence he needs to try. Still, he sees the feather as the cause of his newfound abilities. Only later, when he loses the feather, does Dumbo realize that he had that power in himself all along.

Sometimes I cling onto my own magic feathers, looking for someone to validate my talent, appearance, intelligence, and so on — basically, my sense of self-worth. Without the magic feather of recognition and admiration, I begin to doubt myself. Or worse, I jump through hoops to gain the approval of someone I hope might give me that validation. I see my worthiness as the result of someone deeming me worthy rather than my worthiness being the cause of their acknowledging it. When you feel worthwhile only when other people affirm it, you’ll do anything — break boundaries, lower your standards, betray others — to get it.

That’s a lot of power to hand over to other people. I’m slowly recognizing that weakness. The irony of ego-stroking: those times when I was drunk on others’ affirmation were the times I grew the least, or even reverted. Personally, professionally, spiritually — you name it. While I don’t blame myself for not realizing it at the time (you rarely sense growth or regression when you’re in the midst of it), I do intend to use that knowledge moving forward.

Dumbo didn’t need a magic feather to soar. Neither do you.

Friday, May 10, 2013

Companies love those likes

My latest for IBD. How companies are using data from social networks to figure out what you’ll buy, how much to lend you and whether you’re a right fit for the job.

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Book Report: Malgudi Days

978-0143039655I've finally finished reading Malgudi Days by R.K. Narayan, a collection of short stories, later adapted into a TV series, about a fictional town in India. The stories are meant to present slices of life in the country — the various personalities, struggles, family dynamics that, while set in India, are universally human. The show became a staple of TV watching for a generation of kids — something like India's "Little House on the Prairie." Or so I'm told.

At first, the short stories seemed innocuous, cute morality tales capped with a surprise twist. But the narratives seem to grow darker and more melancholy as the book progresses. I'm not sure whether the stories are presented in the order they were written, suggesting Narayan's growing world-weariness, or purposefully ordered to create the same effect. Either way, the change is subtle but real. The final story — which depicts a man in the autumn of his life growing faintly aware of his past wrongs and attempting, feebly, to right them — breaks your heart.

While I wouldn't rank Malgudi Days among the great works of English literature, the stories present interesting character studies and do a fine job of entertaining, charming and gently challenging the reader. The short-story format provides easy-to-digest chunks (must...refrain...from Indian food metaphor) that make the book easy to put down and pick back up again later. If you've ever wanted to read about India from an Indian point of view, the imaginary but oh-so-vivid locale of Malgudi is a good place to start.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

The New Yorker finally comes to Windows 8

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After months of promises, Next Issue has added The New Yorker to its stable of magazines. And that means I’m one step closer to being able to leave behind my iPad and use the Surface Pro as my only tablet.

Not that I have anything against the iPad, mind you. The iPad is great for consuming content, but I need an actual PC and and would rather carry around two devices (a phone and tablet) than three (phone and two tablets). And I’ve always believed that the more familiar you become with a tool, the more useful it becomes. I’ve been using my Surface a lot this week for freelance work and have found it becoming instrumental to my routine.

The two big pieces missing from the puzzle are better versions of The New York Times and The Wall Street Journal. Both of these apps look great on the Surface, but neither has offline access, and the WSJ seems not to have all of the stories in the print and iPad versions — the daily A-Hed feature is missing from the Windows version on most days, for example.

Now, if only Microsoft would take my previous suggestion to heart.

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Paying Attention

Yoda: He is not ready.

Luke: Yoda! I am ready. I... Ben! I can be a Jedi. Ben, tell him I'm ready.

Yoda: Ready, are you? What know you of ready? For eight hundred years have I trained Jedi. My own counsel will I keep on who is to be trained! A Jedi must have the deepest commitment, the most serious mind. This one a long time have I watched. All his life has he looked away... to the future, to the horizon. Never his mind on where he was, what he was doing.

—The Empire Strikes Back

The old cliché that time is money isn't always precise, but it hints at an idea that I'm increasingly convinced is true — human attention is the most precious resource we have.

We spend eight or more hours a day at work, but we're not really paid for our time. We're paid to apply our skills and talent to a particular set of tasks (projects, customers, problems). Setting aside the myth of multitasking, that means focus. We're paid to pay attention, in other words.

Advertisers spend millions on the hopes you'll pay attention for 30 seconds. People humiliate themselves on national television for the attention. Aspiring actors take on one low-wage job after another in the hopes of a big break that will make them famous.

In our personal lives, attention is the most valuable thing we can give our friends and family. I can't think of anything more irritating than trying to talk someone who's physically with you but on a phone call or texting someone else (I’ve been guilty of this myself). We crave having attention paid to us. Attention is the currency of love.

Paying attention is good for our own well being, too. Whether you call it "mindfulness" or "living in the present," paying attention to the here-and-now is vital to staying centered. As a wise person recently told me: we can't change the past, and we don't know the future. That leaves the present.

And that's worth paying attention to.

Sunday, March 24, 2013

Things fall apart

My wife and I got terrible news this weekend that a dear friend of ours has cancer. While she doesn’t yet know whether her case is terminal, it is already clear that the treatment, even under the best circumstances, will dramatically change the quality of her life.

I couldn’t help wondering what I would do under the same circumstances. I don’t think I would be strong enough to endure the treatment. I’ve seen other people fight and ultimately succumb to cancer — and as weak as it sounds, I’d probably jump in front of a train before going through the same thing myself.

But we all die. Our bodies break down, our minds grow dull. My friend’s news was a sharp reminder of the transience of existence and the limited time we have.

Twenty or 30 years from now, will I look back with pride about what I’ve accomplished? How will I define success? Am I taking the best advantage of the time I have now, when I’m still healthy and sharp?

In other words, am I wasting my time? Sometimes, I feel like my last few years have been a series of distractions and missed opportunities. Actually, I’m sure of that. I think I could have made more of my transition out of journalism. I haven’t made the most of my potential. I’ve squandered opportunities for personal growth. And sometimes I fear I still haven’t found my calling. I’m not even sure whether that means changing careers or recreating my life outside of work.

The good news: I’m not dead yet. I don’t have unlimited time, but I do have time. The hard part is figuring out how to make the most of it.

Friday, March 15, 2013

Fascinating article in Investor’s Business Daily

Just kidding. It’s my latest story, a how-to on using NFC tagging.

NFC: short for New Fun Craze.

Friday, March 8, 2013

Blogging as catharsis

In the course of reading about the sad and puzzling life of Aaron Schwartz, the computer programming wunderkind who hanged himself Jan. 11, I’m struck by how poetic and intensely personal his blog posts were. As a New Yorker article explains, he wrote things in his blog that he wouldn’t say to anyone in person, not even his friends. His writing is direct, concise and at times heartbreakingly intimate.

Part travelogue, part confessional, Schwartz’s writing spans everything from movies to air-travel complaints to the meaning of life. In one post he muses about the nature of evil. In another, he laments life in suburbia. In most of his writing, even the seemingly mundane posts, you catch a glimpse of a man who’s smart, funny and thoughtful — but sad and isolated, too. Few of his posts are about himself but most of the reveal a complex inner dialog and rich inner life.

I wish I could say the same about my blogging. Baring your soul so freely, or even part of it, takes real guts. That’s courage that I haven’t been able to muster in the decade-and-a-half I’ve been blogging.

Maybe someday.

P.S. After thinking further about this topic, it dawned on me that one of the reasons Swartz’s writing seems so transparent is that he thought, incorrectly, that he was writing more or less anonymously. Though he didn’t hide his identity on the blog, it somehow rarely occurred to him that his friends were actually reading it. One story — and for the life of me, I can’t remember where I read this (edit: it was Rolling Stone) — recounts a time he was being introduced to speak at an event. The person introducing him mentioned an embarrassing personal story Swartz had detailed on the blog. Swartz was mortified that the story had gotten out, even though he had published it himself.

The incident makes me wonder whether I should create an anonymous blog for my most personal thoughts. Why not just get a private diary? I don’t know. Physical diaries are too easy to find and too tempting for other people to read; and if someone finds it, it’s obvious who those thoughts belong to. Posting online offers a degree of separation. Blogs are almost transient, existing in a digital etherworld. At the same time, knowing that some stranger somewhere might be reading it might make me more disciplined about the writing style. Too exhibitionist? Paradoxically, opening up to people I’ll never meet seems more private than, say, posting the same things to a close circle of friends on Facebook. It’s like the anonymity of a big city vs. the suffocating familiarity of a small towns.