Monday, May 23, 2011

Tablets Everywhere


How many, many days have passed! Well, such is life. So what has Apple wrought! Indeed, Apple has given us the iPad 2. It's 2011 – I'm sure you knew that – and here we are in what is supposed to be the year of the PC tablet. Apple's iPad is way ahead of the competition. But there is competition. Android systems and even Windows systems are available. And many companies are jumping on the bandwagon.

Steve Jobs of Apple made a fascinating claim. He says that there's been three blockbusters the last decade and Apple introduced them all. The first was the iPod and it revolutionized the way we hear music. The second was the iPhone which revolutionized the notion of the cell phone and transformed it into truly a smart phone. And the third was the iPad which he says revolutionizes the notion of the personal computer. Jobs goes on to state that the PC is and will be a thing of the past and the personal computer's transformation and next step will find itself in the form of a tablet.

So yes, many people are jumping onto the tablet bandwagon. But here's the question: What for? There are so many homes today in the consumer market that have a desktop computer though slightly antiquated, and a laptop that are working just fine, thank you. And they've gotten a smart phone because who can do without it. And now go out and buy a tablet?

The business world will find a tablet an excellent little tool for people on the go. But not everyone in the business world is on the go. Lots of people sit by their desks and do their work there. A tablet is not yet really ready for heavy duty labor. It's good for amusement, watching videos, exploring new apps, and for so many in the periphery, playing games. Games, games, games. A great market, but not hardly a significant computer replacement.

Having said that, I'm fascinated by the tablet PC. I think it's a great next step. I just don't think we're there yet. There are lots more steps to go. Meanwhile, I'm going to hold on to my laptop. It's doing me just fine.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

The big problem with Linux




So we get ourselves a hand-me-down laptop. Besides a brand-new spiffy core i 3 laptop, we also get a Toshiba laptop that's approximately 6 years old. It's a Satellite A40, with a Celeron 2.7 GHz chip, and half a gigabyte RAM. Looking for a light operating system that will make this work properly, lead us to Linux. Of the varieties of Linux, the one that stands out in our mind would be Puppy Linux. But the problem with puppy Linux is that it is stripped down to the barest minimum, and it does not have a large mainline library from which to choose programs.

So I would surely want to have some derivative of Ubuntu. But I wouldn't want one that is very RAM intensive and would make it difficult to run programs. Working within the limitations of the present existing hardware, brings me to a new option that is actually a bit exciting. Once Xubuntu has been ruled out, because it seemed that it has the same footprint as the regular Ubuntu.

There is a new flavor and is called Lubuntu. It's actually very stripped down and loads a meager amount of programming into RAM when it starts up. And there is another improved version of that! Called Peppermint. The advantage of peppermint is that it is a takeoff of Mint Linux. Which is to say, that it has the flash drivers already installed and it should be able to run most multimedia programs.

But alas, when you try to run certain multimedia websites various error messages appear. Such as, unable to read MMS files, etc.

Scroll down and that seems to be the problem today with Linux. Any which way you turn it, it simply does not work "out of the box." And you end up needing to know more than you really want to know about the operating system. I do not have that problem with Windows 7. And the same is definitely true with what I hear about the Apple operating system. As they advertise, "it just works."

So I formatted the Celeron computer with peppermint, and I am happy that I'm able to get something going there, but I cannot rely on it to be consistent and a free-flowing multimedia unit, which is what I wanted from it to begin with.

I ask myself, why am I trying to rejuvenate a seven-year-old laptop? Why not just invest a few hundred dollars and buy an up-to-date computer with sufficient amount of RAM, better video capabilities, a much, much faster processor? Yes, I enjoy the thrill of the case. I enjoy the challenge of taking an old unit and making it work. Okay, so I pass that test. I even obtained some Arctic Silver as a connecting glue between the CPU and heatsink. So the computer works now. But it is still deficient, and I really do what I want it to do, and for a few hundred dollars the whole dilemma could be solved.

The fun and games are over. It's time to shell out a few hundred dollars

Wednesday, January 06, 2010

Take two tablets and an Apple




Apple is coming out with a tablet

What a wonderful idea! A tablet computer. So here's the confusion: Apple has a product coming down the pike, but does not announce nor clarify exactly what it is. But that doesn't stop everybody from getting excited, and the rumormongers from planting all sorts of ideas as to what to expect.

And you know what? That's just fine. That's just how Apple likes it. Kick up a storm of commotion, anticipation and attention. What will the actual tablet computer look like? That is -- if there actually will be one. And when will it be released?

The modalities of the personal computer has shifted. The huge desktop is the standard for business but no longer for personal use and pleasure. The laptop had advanced to take that role.

Mobility however has become the code word in much of 21st-century computing. The laptop was meant to make computing portable. The net book was meant to make it handy. The iPhone was meant to put it in your pocket. And the myriads of other such instruments to do similar.

So now we arrived at the tablet. A monitor without a keyboard. A flat screen. Much like Kindle and the electronic reader books. What will be its size, and its functions? I don't worry. Steve Jobs is a genius. All of Apple does not rest on his shoulders, but he is an icon and an inspiration.

Apple has dazzled in the past, and I'm sure it will do so in the future.

Saturday, January 02, 2010



A good microphone makes a world of difference when it comes to dictation. If you want to dictate effectively and accurately, you cannot rely on the built-in mic that is found in a computer. Instead, you need to have a microphone that is very close to your mouth, preferably approximately an inch away.

There are various ways to test the microphone and to test its accuracy. Your mileage may vary but I think everyone has to find that which is good for them. With Dragon, there is an approved list that is posted on their website.

I found three types of microphones. For me, headphones seemed to be the most convenient because it goes where your head does and the microphone stays close to your mouth. Others, use a desk type microphone and bring their mouth to the mic. The third is a microphone that is found built into a camera -- such as a WebCam -- that you might be able to bring closer to your mouth.

Amongst headphones, I find two varieties: standard audio card, and USB. The audio card variety is easily found, but my experience has been that the USB mics work better. They have a built-in sound card within them and their audio signal goes directly to the motherboard, without using the computer’s soundcard.

I found a very good one from a company called Jabra. You can google them and see their various models. Good luck at it!

Friday, December 04, 2009

Changing of the guard?

So now dragon naturally speaking no longer works in this incarnation with a 64 bit computer operating system. There is an upgrade but I haven’t yet gone through the process.

So what next? Does using windows 7 64 bit create more problems than solutions?
Well, not exactly. It seems that within windows seven there is a very good mechanism called “speech recognition.” OK, not exactly on the same level as dragon, but for simple dictation – as this paragraph that I am saying now—it might be just right.

The program allows for speech dictation and commands similar to the way dragon does to some degree. How precise is this, only time will tell. Will it improve with much training or does it have a certain glass ceiling beyond which it does not rise?

Again, time will tell. Or a google of this program would probably be informative.

Now let’s see if windows seven can actually blog.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Ft. Hood Massacre



I don't usually make political comments here. But I don't quite think of murder as "political."

The tragic shooting in Fort Hood Texas on the Army base by a Major Nidal Hassan, found Pres. Obama commenting that we "shouldn't jump to conclusions" about the murder. And in a eulogy comment, he found the behavior incomprehensible and inexplicable.

It seems to be obvious to the rest of us, that it is quite explicable. It's called terrorism. It's the same radical Islamic terrorism that has been plaguing countries around the globe. It gave us 9/11 and the Twin Tower attack, and others.

Nidal Hassan of Palestinian extraction is a follower of Islamist world jihad. It is a national tragedy and outrageous attack on our country.

We should be very awake and aware.

Sunday, November 01, 2009



Windows 7 has arrived. And it actually has a very good flow to it. It is appealing to the eye and seems to be easy to use.

I don't know exactly what they did wrong with Vista, it was a disaster. It was huge and clunky and placed so many obstacles in front of you before you could get any work done. I had it, never liked it and deleted it.

I can't say the same about Windows XP. It worked well for numerous years, although as you used it more and more, it would start slowing down to a drag.

I've been using Linux for a while. I found Linux to be extremely pliable and flexible. I've used perhaps some of the more advanced features and distribution, and some of the more simple ones. What I enjoyed about Linux was that it worked out of the box. What I didn't enjoy about Linux was that oftentimes I have to go searching for programs to be able to access various multimedia functions, i.e. music and video would not play well.

So now it's time to give Windows 7 a chance. And that was also an opportunity to put a little text on this blog.

Sunday, March 01, 2009

the unnecessary upgrade



Upgrading

You're about to upgrade the software. You know there is an incompatibility. You KNOW that when you will upgrade, the program will cease to work. There is an error, a bug, not a virus, and incompatibility with hardware, and incompatibility with drivers, a "problem", -- in short, you KNOW it will not work.

And -- you are dependent on this program. It is important to you. It is perhaps one of the few programs that really make a difference to you. AND -- you know, that to uninstall the entire mess, and then reinstall the entire program will be a big, big hassle and headache.

You don't need THAT! And using the classic axiom of "if it ain't broke, don't fix it" you don't really need to install the upgrade. It's working isn't it? “Don't trouble trouble, till trouble troubles you.”

But to no avail. The wretched curiosity doesn't cease. It continues to encourage you to upgrade, update, install the service pack, change the configuration. And you ALMOST did it. And it's downloading at this very moment!

But right at the last minute -- you cancel. Right at the last second, you had a lucid change of heart.

You canceled it. You blew the update off your computer. You didn't take the chance. And not because you're not a risk taker. But because you've been here before. You know what it can do.

And that would only be... trouble.

Wise choice, old chap. Have a beer.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Phone, Phone on the Range



So it's time for another post again. The cell phone. Do people actually buy cell phones and change them? Keep on updating them?

I have an old-fashioned cell phone. The fact that I have a cell phone at all, is a rather big deal. I don't go much away from where I am, and have very little need to be contacted when I'm out in the street. Although I was one of the first to have a home computer many many years ago, I was one of the last to have a cell phone. Well I wouldn't say one of the last in the country. Because who knows? Neither did I take a poll nor do I know what other people have.

But I finally did get one, and it was the rather bulky type. So now I am looking for something a little bit more streamlined that would fit easily in my pocket. I don't need many fancy bells and whistles. I don't need net connections, 3-D iPod type movies, or to read my Gmail or news articles.

But I would like a camera. I would like a phone that has camera capabilities built-in. But I sure don't want to pay for it. And I have a contract already so I'm not looking to change.

I am stuck with what I have.

Life goes on.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

The age of memories



The creeping fear of age has a way of creeping up on all of us. I just don't have the same sprightly step that I used to have years ago. I'm sure that could be expected. But I really don't know where my life is headed. And the problem is as time continues to disappear, there's less and less left to live.

Yesterday I purchased a lottery ticket for about $50 million. Well, the ticket cost the buck. No real expectation that I would win the thing. But they have that fantastic cliché, "you never know," so every once in a while I allow myself to indulge in my fantasies and I actually pay the dollar. Someplace in my be full thoughts, I consider that maybe there's something patriotic in supporting the lottery. The money goes to build bridges isn't that so?

For a dollar I indulge in a dollars worth of fantasy thought to approximately a minute or two. You know the spiel, what kind of house I would purchase, what country I would live in, what I would do with the remainder of the money. But of course at the end of the day my numbers were not picked and I did not win.

I wasn't upset. I couldn't expect otherwise. If I won $50 million somehow I don't think I'd know what to do with it. Yes, of course I'm ready to try.

We live in a certain dull circle of boredom and inertia, living our own dismal lives of quiet desperation, preparing, no, waiting for the big grand reaper to come and take us away.

I wish I could say that some grandiose events occurred in my life that made my life outstanding. Well, I did get to witness many grandiose events even though I was not really a cause of any of them. Perhaps one of the most significant was that I lived through the computer revolution. I had a brother-in-law that was a computer programmer on the old IBM of the 50s and 60s. The machine was as big as a room and all it would do was read numbers off a punch card.

In 1982 I purchased my first home computer -- a TI-99/4A Texas Instrument home computer. I'm not going to tell you how primitive it was, do a google on it and you'll see for yourself.

Today I sit by a computer that is powerful enough to run a nuclear power plant, and yet it sits on my desk with plenty of room to spare.

And I've seen the evolution of dictation software. Today I can speak and all of my words are transcribed. Or videotaped. Except we don't use tape anymore.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Time In




So there hasn't been an entry here for a long time. In a way that's criminal. Well, not really criminal because a blog after all is not an obligation but a choice. No one is forced to dictate to blog. It's an option we have and perhaps an option we use.

Having said that, I could not withhold from placing an entry here regarding the phenomenal upgrading of Dragon. Version 10 in my opinion is so much more superior to version 9 and all the other previous versions. Now maybe that's just the luck of the Irish. But I find that version 10 runs a much more smoothly, the words simply roll onto the screen much faster, and the accuracy -- the accuracy!-without even doing much training, is astounding.

I don't know what else I can tell you. I know that this program comes with more features than the previous versions. But I'm not really that concerned with them at the moment. Some of them let you browse the web verbally. I am going to explore those features in the future. But what impresses me most right now is simply the fact that the dictation is much smoother

I like it!

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Out of It, Into It


There has to be a clear explanation as to why certain things seem to go in a way that was not expected. There is no rhyme or reason to certain directives, they just seem to come out of nowhere.

With that in mind we can understand the delay in blogging. It happens and it doesn't happen but when it happens it happens and that's just the way it is. I'm not sure exactly what to say in a way that would make a specific logical progression between the last blog entry and this one. Does it really make a difference? I doubt it.

But the accuracy that is found in dragons naturally speaking, is encouragingly amazing.

The ability to rile the feathers, then accelerate the speech capability to the extent that words just continue to flow both from the mouth to the screen is a phenomena that has evolved in the last few years. Nothing that can't be as stupendous and momentous as that for a writer. Although there are those who think that the writer has to see the screen or the printed words to be a will to progress, my view is that verbal vacation can shortly replace that. People need only close their eyes, focus on the thought that they wish to express, and express it in a streaming fashion.

The necessity to be able to dictate directly on to the blog panel, -- on the screen -- and not necessarily have to copy and paste from another box -- window -- is a very helpful mechanism and tool. To be able to dictate on the fly, with no limitation in terms of time and space, regardless of whether or not the accuracy level is perfect or imperfect -- allows for a flow of communication that is not hindered by any external circumstance.

This of course occurrences such as these are very enlightening. Can a person right a quickie 1000 word essay this way? I cannot think a reason why not. Can a person dictate a 50,000 word book? -- once again, why not? Although 50,000 words might not be that much after all.

What do we have to learn from all of this? They have to learn the necessity for brevity of time. It's necessary to say things quickly add occasion so that it shall be transcribed in a way that will be legible, and will be publishable. I think those are two very important and critical factors. It is important that the words be legible, in this case legibility means the ability to comprehend the fault of the writer despite the fact that there might be a typo or two here and there. The other is the ability to have the words published in a fast and meaningful way, so that from any corner of the world, a person with a laptop even and a copy of the dictation software will be able to dictate their faults and have them properly transmitted.

A thousand word text even on a 506K modem can take but a few short minutes. It's not necessary to fix specific typos, such as the 56 in the previous line, because anyone who reads this and has the slightest modicum of technical know-how will be able to decipher the information that is there.

Of course with faster Internet connections there is no shortage of speed. A writer or reporter on the scene, a journalist in the marketplace, or a business person needing to convey important information: can all simply dictate their message in a very quick way and have it transmitted text word to its final and rightful destination. The AP, Reuters, and other news services can have its reporters dictate their story send the wrong material over to their editors, and have edited and ready to print immediately. The Internet makes the immediacy and urgency of the story very much alive. Print media will never be the same since the advent of the Internet. Digital material and data will be the ultimate communicator.

Never lose the message.

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Dates and Numbers


What does it help that the calendar has changed. Yes, it's a new year and a new cycle. But does that really cause any significant change in a person's life from day to day?

The big 2008 has come. It's going to be an election year, so that will affect some people. There is a new fiscal calendar and that will affect others. But by and large, years come and go, months come and go, and people's individual daily lives are not affected by the calendar numbers.

I have to figure out how to file certain technical papers for some projects that I'm working on. And frankly, it is a real pain. Because I'd rather not be the one responsible for it, and I would rather not have to figure out all of its intricacies. The deadline is coming and the burden rests upon my weary shoulders.

But hey, it is a new year. Let it be. Let it be. Let it be.

Friday, December 21, 2007

The Blog Subjects


There are many people who sit to write thoughts on their blogs, that are of an informative nature. Sometimes I really am quite surprised by the degree of knowledge and material that some people place in their blogs. These are, after all, what we would term layman and nevertheless they seem to have a broad amount of information, memories, detail -- that's it! Detail – that they include in their blogs. There are times I think I would like to write that way -- but it escapes me.

The notion of simply getting on a philosophizing, especially about trivia, is not always very fulfilling. After all, yes that one does have an ability to articulate one's thoughts. And this leads to the free flow of the blog where one is basically using the patient's software and therefore one can say whatever one wants. (Notice the "one" comments over and over.)

I would like comment on the various cultural and ethnic scenes. I would like to speak about some of the subcultures in our country and how they are faring. At the same time, I really don't want to do an extensive amount of research to have to find material. Either it comes naturally, or I'm not sure I want to write it. And this, is my dilemma. Because of simply spouting from the top of one's head doesn't necessarily give good reading material. Not only good reading material for the reader but even for the author. I'm not motivated to write things that do not stimulate. I guess in essence I would rather sit here and read the writings of others than doing massive research to try to come up with something to write about.

So yes. I don't necessarily find myself able to address some of the huge broader stroked subjects that some of my favorite blogs address, be they politics, religion, social sciences, international affairs, and the like. I simply ramble on matters that I think have some minor significance to me, or are bugging me at the moment, and make that my blog.

And then, in the middle of it all, I get tired. Simply physically tired. At times like that I simply want to wrap up and just post it. And actually, that's exactly what I'm going to do right now. Have a nice day.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Therapist?




Does she need therapy?

That is a very disturbing and painful question. Because there are times when things go very normally and easily, and frustration simply a natural part of life. And -- there are some very obvious times -- when people have slithered off the edge and the need for a therapist cannot be more urgent.

However, there are times when one exists in the gray zone. And it is a very fast gray zone. She's upset, she's depressed, she wants to come home -- and flies home from thousands of miles away. Is it just normal homesickness that should be disregarded? Give her time to chill out, feel the comfort of being home and that's all she really needs? Or are we dealing with another "edge experience," an off to hauntingly remember an earlier time, and the need to scamper off very quickly and find therapy -- and not just therapy, but the RIGHT therapist.

And the truth is, how would we know? Are we then truly professionals in the field of psychological health? Are we not simply relatives who are deeply concerned, but still, after all these years, are still only amateurs. And on the contrary, doesn't our concern and relationship make us really very subjective, and unable perhaps to see past the wall of our own subjectivity.

So we are going to make the appointment. But with whom? Just "anyone" that happens accept our insurance? Isn't that ridiculous?

This is actually a very disturbing post in a sense, because I can't really express all that is in my mind now.

The Spoken Printed Word




There is a completely different picture that one sees when you try to understand the holiday season in terms of frustration and misery. Yes I think lots of people are frustrated and miserable. But I don't think that really has anything to do with the holiday season. I think the holiday season is a unit of time that has been much maligned because other people look for different things and never find exactly what they want.

The ability of dictation software to rapidfire to transcribe your text is a gift and really something to be very proud of. The most important companies that have worked in this area have been frustrated for a while because of the fact they couldn't produce a product with a very high percentage rate of accuracy. Then came along various companies that eventually sold their product to Nuance.

Nuance continued to upgrade and perfect the product until they now claim that their accuracy rate is close to 98%. Well, I think anything in the 90 percentile should be applauded because, after all, if you can dictate a hundred words and then only need to correct 10 of them that's not too shabby. But nevertheless, 10 words being misspelled can prove a problem and dilemma for someone was using dictation. So then the goal was to up the odds even less than that. 98% accuracy would mean that for every hundred words, 98 of them are accurate, and only two need to be corrected. If that be the case, give or take an error margin of another three -- 95% -- then that is an astonishingly great rate.

I could never manage to type sufficiently if I did not have dictation software. Now of course, others do just fine typing with the two hands. But not me, that's not my skill and it would deter my usage greatly -- to my detriment. Whereas now, thanks to the ability of the dictation software, I can whip out a page full of material or 10 pages in the great speed.

There are numerous occasions when we need to create verbiage to fill necessary quotas of space. And sometimes simply, to allow for the flowery development of speech articulation to conjure up imagery and paint pictures with our words. The necessity for the free flow of words onto the screen especially, and then onto the printed sheet if necessary -- is of the greatest gifts of the software generation when it is produced by dictation.

Think about it.

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Again



Perhaps more than ever the time has arrived for more inserts and posts to some of the original blogs that were written.

I have been derelict in continuing to communicate on a blog, especially regarding the ability of voice dictation software and its evolution. Using a later version only dictates a more responsibility -- both for the company and for the client. Its capabilities are unlimited -- well of course, that's an overstatement. Everything has its limitations and the wisdom is to know how to work within those limitations and to go beyond them.

Using a laptop is a different story. It gives more portability and capability but it also means that to some degree one might not have all of the oomph and power that is found in a powerful computer of the desktop variety.

I want to knock off a post very quickly because I want to be able to have this posted and be able to think of myself as sitting in a relaxed lounging chair if necessary, and being able to dictate a message, in the future.

Health. Health. Health necessities have taken their toll on my being and are now making me adjust towards their reality. Therefore I have to have a dictation capability and be able to use it wisely and often. I need to be able to get my word out and my message out without having to do much gyration and unnecessary movement. Which means the laptop has to be able to work for me. Well, the advantage here of this specific laptop -- though it is three years old -- is its 2.6 MHz Pentium 4 chip, and it is three quarters of the gigabyte RAM. Using windows XP, it leaves a lot available both for Dragon and for Microsoft's Word. And that is a very big advantage.

A word on Windows Vista. What for? What were they thinking when they released that operating system? Did they actually think or see in it some form of quantum leap from windows XP? I -- and many others don't seem to think so. All I noticed, when Windows Vista was installed was that it made the entire computer sluggish and added very little -- some very minimal eye candy was all I noticed.

I don't need a new operating system. I'm very happy with what I have and I think it can do just fine.

Using that, I see that I'm using about 450 MB of RAM and CPU usage someplace between 40 to 60%.

I think there is a time when hardware especially, reaches a certain plateau. You have sufficiently enough for what you need, and your purposes do not continue to grow exponentially. We are not all into 3-D computer games that are meant to be more more realistic until the entire house bursts with your computer fantasies.

I'd like to say I'm happy with what I have. I hope this will be just fine, because I think and know that I will need to use this more often.

Life throws curveball's. We have to be out there to catch them and toss them back. And then we need to hit a few home runs. Or at least a few singles and doubles, and run the bases, run the bases, and don't stop don't stop -- until you make a home run.

Necessity is the mother of invention. We need it -- hence we do it. We will win. The struggle is too great the price is too steep to lose.

Friday, January 26, 2007

Tulipmania




The disagreements and arguments that are taking place amongst a small sect as to whether their leader who passed on close to 13 years ago is still “alive in the physical body and hiding,” or has actually passed on physically -- despite the fact that he had a huge funeral attended by thousands -- just shows the extent to which crowds can experience delusions. It brings to mind Charles Mackay’s famous work: “Memoirs of Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds.”

Perhaps the most well-known chapter of the classic book was the story of the tulip mania. For the record, I've chosen to reprint that chapter here –

The Tulipomania

Quis furor ô cives!—Lucan.

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THE TULIP,—SO NAMED, it is said, from a Turkish word, signifying a turban,—was introduced into western Europe about the middle of the sixteenth century. Conrad Gesner, who claims the merit of having brought it into repute,—little dreaming of the extraordinary commotion it was to make in the world,—says that he first saw it in the year 1559, in a garden at Augsburg, belonging to the learned Counsellor Herwart, a man very famous in his day for his collection of rare exotics. The bulbs were sent to this gentleman by a friend at Constantinople, where the flower had long been a favourite. In the course of ten or eleven years after this period, tulips were much sought after by the wealthy, especially in Holland and Germany. Rich people at Amsterdam sent for the bulbs direct to Constantinople, and paid the most extravagant prices for them. The first roots planted in England were brought from Vienna in 1600. Until the year 1634 the tulip annually increased in reputation, until it was deemed a proof of bad taste in any man of fortune to be without a collection of them. Many learned men, including Pompeius de Angelis and the celebrated Lipsius of Leyden, the author of the treatise "De Constantia," were passionately fond of tulips. The rage for possessing them soon caught the middle classes of society, and merchants and shopkeepers, even of moderate means, began to vie with each other in the rarity of these flowers and the preposterous prices they paid for them. A trader at Harlaem was known to pay one-half of his fortune for a single root, not with the design of selling it again at a profit, but to keep in his own conservatory for the admiration of his acquaintance.

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One would suppose that there must have been some great virtue in this flower to have made it so valuable in the eyes of so prudent a people as the Dutch; but it has neither the beauty nor the perfume of the rose—hardly the beauty of the "sweet, sweet-pea;" neither is it as enduring as either. Cowley, it is true, is loud in its praise. He says—

"The tulip next appeared, all over gay,

But wanton, full of pride, and full of play;

The world can't shew a dye but here has place;

Nay, by new mixtures, she can change her face;

Purple and gold are both beneath her care,

The richest needlework she loves to wear;

Her only study is to please the eye,

And to outshine the rest in finery."

This, though not very poetical, is the description of a poet. Beckmann, in his History of Inventions, paints it with more fidelity, and in prose more pleasing than Cowley's poetry. He says, "There are few plants which acquire, through accident, weakness, or disease, so many variegations as the tulip. When uncultivated, and in its natural state, it is almost of one colour, has large leaves, and an extraordinarily long stem. When it has been weakened by cultivation, it becomes more agreeable in the eyes of the florist. The petals are then paler, smaller, and more diversified in hue; and the leaves acquire a softer green colour. Thus this masterpiece of culture, the more beautiful it turns, grows so much the weaker, so that, with the greatest skill and most careful attention, it can scarcely be transplanted, or even kept alive."

3.2

Many persons grow insensibly attached to that which gives them a great deal of trouble, as a mother often loves her sick and ever-ailing child better than her more healthy offspring. Upon the same principle we must account for the unmerited encomia lavished upon these fragile blossoms. In 1634, the rage among the Dutch to possess them was so great that the ordinary industry of the country was neglected, and the population, even to its lowest dregs, embarked in the tulip trade. As the mania increased, prices augmented, until, in the year 1635, many persons were known to invest a fortune of 100,000 florins in the purchase of forty roots. It then became necessary to sell them by their weight in perits, a small weight less than a grain. A tulip of the species called Admiral Liefken, weighing 400 perits, was worth 4400 florins; an Admiral Van der Eyck, weighing 446 perits, was worth 1260 florins; a Childer of 106 perits was worth 1615 florins; a Viceroy of 400 perits, 3000 florins, and, most precious of all, a Semper Augustus, weighing 200 perits, was thought to be very cheap at 5500 florins. The latter was much sought after, and even an inferior bulb might command a price of 2000 florins. It is related that, at one time, early in 1636, there were only two roots of this description to be had in all Holland, and those not of the best. One was in the possession of a dealer in Amsterdam, and the other in Harlaem. So anxious were the speculators to obtain them that one person offered the fee-simple of twelve acres of building ground for the Harlaem tulip. That of Amsterdam was bought for 4600 florins, a new carriage, two grey horses, and a complete suit of harness. Munting, an industrious author of that day, who wrote a folio volume of one thousand pages upon the tulipomania, has preserved the following list of the various articles, and their value, which were delivered for one single root of the rare species called the Viceroy:

florins.

Two lasts of wheat 448

Four lasts of rye 558

Four fat oxen 480

Eight fat swine 240

Twelve fat sheep 120

Two hogsheads of wine 70

Four tuns of beer 32

Two tons of butter 192

One thousand lbs. of cheese 120

A complete bed 100

A suit of clothes 80

A silver drinking cup 60

2500

3.3

People who had been absent from Holland, and whose chance it was to return when this folly was at its maximum, were sometimes led into awkward dilemmas by their ignorance. There is an amusing instance of the kind related in Blainville's Travels. A wealthy merchant, who prided himself not a little on his rare tulips, received upon one occasion a very valuable consignment of merchandise from the Levant. Intelligence of its arrival was brought him by a sailor, who presented himself for that purpose at the counting-house, among bales of goods of every description. The merchant, to reward him for his news, munificently made him a present of a fine red herring for his breakfast. The sailor had, it appears, a great partiality for onions, and seeing a bulb very like an onion lying upon the counter of this liberal trader, and thinking it, no doubt, very much out of its place among silks and velvets, he slily seized an opportunity and slipped it into his pocket, as a relish for his herring. He got clear off with his prize, and proceeded to the quay to eat his breakfast. Hardly was his back turned when the merchant missed his valuable Semper Augustus, worth three thousand florins, or about 280l. sterling. The whole establishment was instantly in an uproar; search was everywhere made for the precious root, but it was not to be found. Great was the merchant's distress of mind. The search was renewed, but again without success. At last some one thought of the sailor.

3.4

The unhappy merchant sprang into the street at the bare suggestion. His alarmed household followed him. The sailor, simple soul! had not thought of concealment. He was found quietly sitting on a coil of ropes, masticating the last morsel of his "onion." Little did he dream that he had been eating a breakfast whose cost might have regaled a whole ship's crew for a twelvemonth; or, as the plundered merchant himself expressed it, "might have sumptuously feasted the Prince of Orange and the whole court of the Stadtholder." Anthony caused pearls to be dissolved in wine to drink the health of Cleopatra; Sir Richard Whittington was as foolishly magnificent in an entertainment to King Henry V; and Sir Thomas Gresham drank a diamond, dissolved in wine, to the health of Queen Elizabeth, when she opened the Royal Exchange; but the breakfast of this roguish Dutchman was as splendid as either. He had an advantage, too, over his wasteful predecessors: their gems did not improve the taste or the wholesomeness of their wine, while his tulip was quite delicious with his red herring. The most unfortunate part of the business for him was, that he remained in prison for some months on a charge of felony preferred against him by the merchant.

3.5

Another story is told of an English traveller, which is scarcely less ludicrous. This gentleman, an amateur botanist, happened to see a tulip-root lying in the conservatory of a wealthy Dutchman. Being ignorant of its quality, he took out his penknife, and peeled off its coats, with the view of making experiments upon it. When it was by this means reduced to half its original size, he cut it into two equal sections, making all the time many learned remarks on the singular appearances of the unknown bulb. Suddenly the owner pounced upon him, and, with fury in his eyes, asked him if he knew what he had been doing? "Peeling a most extraordinary onion," replied the philosopher. "Hundert tausend duyvel!," said the Dutchman; "it's an Admiral Van der Eyck." "Thank you," replied the traveller, taking out his note-book to make a memorandum of the same; "are these admirals common in your country?" "Death and the devil," said the Dutchman, seizing the astonished man of science by the collar; "come before the syndic, and you shall see." In spite of his remonstrances, the traveller was led through the streets, followed by a mob of persons. When brought into the presence of the magistrate, he learned, to his consternation, that the root upon which he had been experimentalising was worth four thousand florins; and, notwithstanding all he could urge in extenuation, he was lodged in prison until he found securities for the payment of this sum.

3.6

The demand for tulips of a rare species increased so much in the year 1636, that regular marts for their sale were established on the Stock Exchange of Amsterdam, in Rotterdam, Harlaem, Leyden, Alkmar, Hoorn, and other towns. Symptoms of gambling now became, for the first time, apparent. The stock-jobbers, ever on the alert for a new speculation, dealt largely in tulips, making use of all the means they so well knew how to employ, to cause fluctuations in prices. At first, as in all these gambling mania, confidence was at its height, and every body gained. The tulip-jobbers speculated in the rise and fall of the tulip stocks, and made large profits by buying when prices fell, and selling out when they rose. Many individuals grew suddenly rich. A golden bait hung temptingly out before the people, and, one after the other, they rushed to the tulip marts, like flies around a honey-pot. Every one imagined that the passion for tulips would last for ever, and that the wealthy from every part of the world would send to Holland, and pay whatever prices were asked for them. The riches of Europe would be concentrated on the shores of the Zuyder Zee, and poverty banished from the favoured clime of Holland. Nobles, citizens, farmers, mechanics, seamen, footmen, maidservants, even chimney-sweeps and old clotheswomen, dabbled in tulips. People of all grades converted their property into cash, and invested it in flowers. Houses and lands were offered for sale at ruinously low prices, or assigned in payment of bargains made at the tulip-mart. Foreigners became smitten with the same frenzy, and money poured into Holland from all directions. The prices of the necessaries of life rose again by degrees: houses and lands, horses and carriages, and luxuries of every sort, rose in value with them, and for some months Holland seemed the very antechamber of Plutus. The operations of the trade became so extensive and so intricate, that it was found necessary to draw up a code of laws for the guidance of the dealers. Notaries and clerks were also appointed, who devoted themselves exclusively to the interests of the trade. The designation of public notary was hardly known in some towns, that of tulip-notary usurping its place. In the smaller towns, where there was no exchange, the principal tavern was usually selected as the "show-place," where high and low traded in tulips, and confirmed their bargains over sumptuous entertainments. These dinners were sometimes attended by two or three hundred persons, and large vases of tulips, in full bloom, were placed at regular intervals upon the tables and sideboards, for their gratification during the repast.

3.7

At last, however, the more prudent began to see that this folly could not last for ever. Rich people no longer bought the flowers to keep them in their gardens, but to sell them again at cent per cent profit. It was seen that somebody must lose fearfully in the end. As this conviction spread, prices fell, and never rose again. Confidence was destroyed, and a universal panic seized upon the dealers. A had agreed to purchase ten Sempers Augustines from B, at four thousand florins each, at six weeks after the signing of the contract. B was ready with the flowers at the appointed time; but the price had fallen to three or four hundred florins, and A refused either to pay the difference or receive the tulips. Defaulters were announced day after day in all the towns of Holland. Hundreds who, a few months previously, had begun to doubt that there was such a thing as poverty in the land, suddenly found themselves the possessors of a few bulbs, which nobody would buy, even though they offered them at one quarter of the sums they had paid for them. The cry of distress resounded everywhere, and each man accused his neighbour. The few who had contrived to enrich themselves hid their wealth from the knowledge of their fellow-citizens, and invested it in the English or other funds. Many who, for a brief season, had emerged from the humbler walks of life, were cast back into their original obscurity. Substantial merchants were reduced almost to beggary, and many a representative of a noble line saw the fortunes of his house ruined beyond redemption.

3.8

When the first alarm subsided, the tulip-holders in the several towns held public meetings to devise what measures were best to be taken to restore public credit. It was generally agreed, that deputies should be sent from all parts to Amsterdam, to consult with the government upon some remedy for the evil. The government at first refused to interfere, but advised the tulip-holders to agree to some plan among themselves. Several meetings were held for this purpose; but no measure could be devised likely to give satisfaction to the deluded people, or repair even a slight portion of the mischief that had been done. The language of complaint and reproach was in every body's mouth, and all the meetings were of the most stormy character. At last, however, after much bickering and ill-will, it was agreed, at Amsterdam, by the assembled deputies, that all contracts made in the height of the mania, or prior to the month of November 1636, should be declared null and void, and that, in those made after that date, purchasers should be freed from their engagements, on paying ten per cent to the vendor. This decision gave no satisfaction. The vendors who had their tulips on hand were, of course, discontented, and those who had pledged themselves to purchase, thought themselves hardly treated. Tulips which had, at one time, been worth six thousand florins, were now to be procured for five hundred; so that the composition of ten per cent was one hundred florins more than the actual value. Actions for breach of contract were threatened in all the courts of the country; but the latter refused to take cognizance of gambling transactions.

3.9

The matter was finally referred to the Provincial Council at the Hague, and it was confidently expected that the wisdom of this body would invent some measure by which credit should be restored. Expectation was on the stretch for its decision, but it never came. The members continued to deliberate week after week, and at last, after thinking about it for three months, declared that they could offer no final decision until they had more information. They advised, however, that, in the mean time, every vendor should, in the presence of witnesses, offer the tulips in natura to the purchaser for the sums agreed upon. If the latter refused to take them, they might be put up for sale by public auction, and the original contractor held responsible for the difference between the actual and the stipulated price. This was exactly the plan recommended by the deputies, and which was already shown to be of no avail. There was no court in Holland which would enforce payment. The question was raised in Amsterdam, but the judges unanimously refused to interfere, on the ground that debts contracted in gambling were no debts in law.

3.10

Thus the matter rested. To find a remedy was beyond the power of the government. Those who were unlucky enough to have had stores of tulips on hand at the time of the sudden reaction were left to bear their ruin as philosophically as they could; those who had made profits were allowed to keep them; but the commerce of the country suffered a severe shock, from which it was many years ere it recovered.

3.11

The example of the Dutch was imitated to some extent in England. In the year 1636 tulips were publicly sold in the Exchange of London, and the jobbers exerted themselves to the utmost to raise them to the fictitious value they had acquired in Amsterdam. In Paris also the jobbers strove to create a tulipomania. In both cities they only partially succeeded. However, the force of example brought the flowers into great favour, and amongst a certain class of people tulips have ever since been prized more highly than any other flowers of the field. The Dutch are still notorious for their partiality to them, and continue to pay higher prices for them than any other people. As the rich Englishman boasts of his fine race-horses or his old pictures, so does the wealthy Dutchman vaunt him of his tulips.

3.12

In England, in our day, strange as it may appear, a tulip will produce more money than an oak. If one could be found, rara in terris, and black as the black swan alluded to by Juvenal, its price would equal that of a dozen acres of standing corn. In Scotland, towards the close of the seventeenth century, the highest price for tulips, according to the authority of a writer in the supplement to the third edition of the Encyclopedia Britannica, was ten guineas. Their value appears to have diminished from that time till the year 1769, when the two most valuable species in England were the Don Quevedo and the Valentinier, the former of which was worth two guineas and the latter two guineas and a half. These prices appear to have been the minimum. In the year 1800, a common price was fifteen guineas for a single bulb. In 1835, so foolish were the fanciers, that a bulb of the species called the Miss Fanny Kemble was sold by public auction in London for seventy-five pounds. Still more remarkable was the price of a tulip in the possession of a gardener in the King's Road, Chelsea;—in his catalogues, it was labelled at two hundred guineas.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Going from Cold to Hot - and back

















I had the opportunity this weekend to travel from north to south. I left when it was approximately 25° and snowing and then three hours later, I stood in sunny, balmy 80° weather, with a soft wind barely noticeable in the background.

I was there for work, not play. Though my work can be quite pleasant, and I enjoyed the weekend, nevertheless I came the morning of my weekend work, and left Sunday morning when my work was completed. I did not stay an extra day or hour to enjoy the nice environment. I was there to deliver my task and when I had completed it, I was out of there.

Oddly enough, I take no pleasure in the beautiful weather. My plane was filled with tourists coming to loll in the Florida sun, but it had no appeal to me. As I've gotten older, lots of things fail to lure my interest. It was a chill biting cold when I left the north, but that was fine for me. I don't seek solace in the weather. It's just a fact of nature and I take whatever it is.

I had to walk during the day in Florida from one location to another, and the sun was shining and it was like summer time where I'm from. But it wasn't summer time. It was winter. And winter in that corner of Florida meant 80°. And to me, it meant hot, uncomfortable, the sun was too bright, and I couldn't wait to get back.

As I flew out of Florida mind you, Sunday morning at 9 a.m., the plane was half empty. I realized there were people who enjoyed where they were and wanted to stay there as long as they could possibly stay. But I was happy to leave.

Some people are under the impression that most of the world lives with an envious attitude of the grass being greener on the other side. Well, I'm at least one person who proves that to be untrue.

My corner of the world might not be the sunniest, might not be the warmest, and might not have that Floridian clean touch to it. But you know what? It's home. It's where I live, it's where I work, it's what I call home. And it's just fine for me.

So to all the wonderful snowbirds who can't wait to migrate south at the slightest hint of a cold breeze -- go right ahead and enjoy yourselves. If that suits your fancy, then go for it.

But to the rest of us -- there's no place like home. And home is where the heart is.

Monday, January 15, 2007

The new new microphone


The new new microphone

It is so hard these days to find an item that you truly think is unique and worth having. I would have to say the same about microphones. Too much of my precious time has been used in trying to purchase the proper microphone for speech dictation.

I had two goals in mind that in a sense are perhaps paradoxical. I sought to purchase an adequate microphone that was listed on Nuance’s recommended list. At the same time, I sought to spend as little money as possible. I do not consider the microphone, or headset an integral part of my superior hardware necessities. I consider it simply a tool that should be sufficient to give me accurate readings and nothing more.

I think I might have achieved both. I ultimately purchased a microphone which is an Andrea NC-95 headset. It is not expensive nor does it come with any bells and whistles. It does not have its own mute button nor its own volume control. It is not a USB port microphone, but a regular, run-of-the-mill, soundcard plug-in.

But I think it might be just right. It is not uncomfortable on my head, and I think it is purchased by kids, gamers, as a simple microphone and headset. But it is close to batting a thousand in terms of speech accuracy with Dragon. It is usable, workable, and seems to do the job better than my previous microphone did.

The most important thing to me, and this is paradoxical, is that I did not want the "superior quality" of a USB port microphone. I do not want a mike that did not make use of my mixer and allow me to mix music and voice when necessary. I couldn't use my previous mike for "broadcasting."

But this mike seems to be doing just fine. I just received it and I'm happily trying it. It is doing okay. So now I'm going to try some rapidfire dictation with it.

The impression I am getting is that its accuracy rate is actually quite high. It received six stars -- dragons -- on dragons list. The words come out freely and flows swiftly and I think it actually gets things down quite well.

But you didn't really want to read this far just to hear about some microphone, did you? Well, if you came here to read about the Andrea NC-95, then I need to tell you that I am using it and very satisfied with it. I think the secret of all of this is that you do not need to spend big bucks for a microphone that will be sufficient to use with speech dictation software. The build on this thing is sturdy enough, and the words are fine.

Now, having said that, I'm not so sure I would say or give such a glowing report regarding the headphones. I don't think the sound that I receive, sound quality, music quality etc. is necessarily up to par or similar to the headset that I had which was a USB one.

But as long as the dictation stays accurate and as closely faithful to my dictation, I think this critter is the route to go.

Anyway, “it's only a puppy.”

Thursday, January 11, 2007

The Trouble With Mike



I want to dictate a blog now and give you my impression of the a GN 5035 microphone. Here's what I have found, when using a USB microphone. This is something very unique about going directly digitally, to the system and not necessarily having to go through the soundcard. The theory being that the soundcard is going to produce, or conduct some degree of static or noise from the general system -- electronic noise. Consequently, if you can bypass the soundcard and go directly to the system -- via a USB port -- then you have lucked out and your broadcasts will be clearer. Hence, your usage of such a mic for dictation purposes would be ideal.

Now let me give you my reality check. Using this rather recommended USB microphone, I am not getting readings that are higher than they "20" on Dragon's meter. So I don't see any great value in this microphone.

The other thing, but I've found is that it pinches on the ears. It isn't built -- well or doesn't give enough flexibility for the user to enlarge the and wrapping around the head. So it's not that comfortable too.

The next thing that I have found really perturbs me. Without the soundcard I no longer have the flexibility to transfer the listener from microphone to "what you hear," i.e. Played a wave files or other sounds truly headset or consequently to the listener via a communication program such as Skype.

Running an online school, and at times a radio program, without that feature I have a very limited microphone. And that doesn't give me the ability to play all of the different sounds and music that I perhaps would want to under the circumstances.

Now the question is can I return this item that I purchase through Amazon. True, the price was not bad but the difficulty with the item does not make it worth its while. And this is very frustrating.

So I check of Amazon's website and I find out that they have all kinds of sliding scales of returns, when you have already opened an item. But when do people have a problem if not after they've already opened the item?

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Older Computers


They are now releasing terabyte hard drives.

Hitachi have annouced, just before the start of the CES in Las Vegas, the first consumer available terabyte hard drive.

Along with the Deskstar 7K1000 for the retail market, Hitachi is also announcing today a CinemaStar version 1TB hard drive, which provides optimized capabilities specifically designed for digital video recording (DVR) applications. Consumers have come to rely on their digital video recorders (DVRs) to record and store their favorite programs, and with the increasing availability of high-definition (HD) TV programming, 1TB of storage will become a necessity.

"The industry's first one-terabyte hard drive represents a milestone that is 50 years in the making, and it reasserts the hard drive's leadership as the highest-capacity, lowest-cost storage technology," said Shinjiro Iwata, chief marketing officer, Hitachi Global Storage Technologies. "In the 51 st year, Hitachi is leading a new era for hard drives -- not only providing large amounts of affordable storage, but also customizing and optimizing hard drives to deliver products that are smarter, more durable and more useful to the consumer."

So what do I say about that? The truth is, my practice has always been to stay a generation or two behind the trend. The fact is my primary in need for a computer is for word processing, and for doing some research on the web -- hence the need for a web browser. My preference is for Firefox. But my point being I don't need a Mack truck to drive to the corner grocery store, and I surely don't need a 747 jet airliner. It's more than sufficient for me to actually have a bicycle to get there. And so I'm very happy if I have a little Volkswagen and it does the job.

To use that analogy, I don't mind having a computer that's a generation or two behind in the latest cutting-edge technology. If I have my druthers, I would say the most significant part of my computer would have to be the RAM. In that department I have 1.75 GHz of RAM, surely more than sufficient for some browsing, and for word processing. What I do use of the word processor, of course, is my dictation software. And that needs sufficient memory, of which I am happy to say I have. I also have a Pentium 42.6 GHz chip as my CPU. It's way he sufficient for what I use. I use an IBM ThinkCenter desktop, and it gives me what I need.

Operating systems is another area where I am happy to be a generation behind. I have a laptop that is still operating on Windows 2000. It is sufficient for browsing and word processing -- and probably a lot more. I have a Pentium III chip in there -- 900 MHz -- and it is sufficient to be used for watching some overseas foreign news video. In other words, it does what I need it to do.

Windows XP is the operating system I use primarily on my desktop. Although I observed Windows Vista in action, I see no use for upgrading to it at this time. Besides a little aero eye candy, it has not been proven to me that there will be any benefit for me to upgrade at this point. If it, theoretically, is supposed to provide a bit more security, my firewall and virus and spyware scanner -- all served by zone alarm -- is doing just fine. I don't believe I would be getting any increase in security at this moment from Vista. Especially, I believe there's a need to give them a good six months to take some of the initial bugs out of the system.

I use an old monitor -- a 21 inch IBM Trinitron monitor -- on my desk, and the picture is just magnificent. I use an old keyboard, and mouse. All of my peripherals are slightly old, or more, and generally rather economical. And they are in wonderful working order, I must add.

So here is to old parts, older machines, older versions of software, and everything else that does the job.

If it ain't broke, don't fix it.

Saturday, January 06, 2007

The Mike



So, tis the season to go blogging. To have not entered a text entry in one's blog for an extended period of time would give the impression that the blog is dormant, or worse. And of course, the observation would not be far from the truth. Because the notion of a blog as a constant stream of awareness, consciousness, or information demands that there be a blogger who is actively feeding the blog. But that would necessitate a motivated blogger who would need to be most likely motivated by the fact that there is a readership that he services. If indeed one knows -- as I do -- that there is no readership here, but this is rather just an experiment in the utilization of a specific dictation software package, then there can not be much of a motivation to submit an entry on a regular ongoing basis.

Nevertheless, life must move on and so must one's blog. So here is the latest entry -- the latest news in the dictation world of mine.

I purchased a new microphone. The microphone that I purchased is a GN5035. It was given a high rating on Dragon's website as compatible hardware. Including being called an excellent microphone. But when I checked on other websites, I did not necessarily see the most favorable reviews. I received it by UPS, shipped from Amazon.com. The first thing I noticed was that the rather tight headphone was actually quite uncomfortable in my ears. And I pretty much resolved then and there to return the item. But several factors cause me to hesitate and actually probably keep this microphone. They are the following:

1. When testing this microphone with the software, I found that it's better rates is very very minor, I'd almost go so far as to say that I get a 99% accuracy rate.
2. The rating on Nuance's website was very high, and I have to give them some credence.
3. The price is right -- or at least, more right than others. I got this headphone for $35 on Amazon. Other headphones that are suggested at the website of Nuance, cost anywhere between $50-$90. For $35, I am neither ready to purchase nor to return this headphone just to buy something worse.

So for those reasons and more, I'm ready to suffer a the discomfort of the uncomfortable headphones, with the hope that with time the plastic will stretch sufficiently that I will no longer feel any tightness upon my ears.

So that's the news right now. Nothing dramatic but something very helpful. Because I definitely intend to have the software replace any typing that I would need to do -- at the least as much as possible.

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Memory



So I took the plunge. I looked at the Black Friday sales, and at one of the distributors I noticed the possibility of purchasing 1 GB of RAM for all of $49 after rebate. And after very little hesitation I did so. Adding that 1 GB RAM I now have 1 1/2 gigabytes of online RAM in my computer.

What a world of the difference the extra RAM makes! Not only does my computer runs smoother with fewer clicks of my hard drive, but every program seems to have much more speed and sharpness to it, even though the task manager doesn't seem to be indicating that much of the memory is being used. I think Windows knows how to use that virtual memory as a virtual drive -- and that allows each program from smoother.

It's good to have more memory. I'm too tired to finish this right now.

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Convention, a Year Later

The convention is here again, but I don't really mind. What a difference a year makes! I will explain.

Last year, and for numerous years, it bothered me when the big convention came to town. Specifically, since I've started to live in the same town. It recalled to me the reality that I was not part of the convention. I did not belong as an active member, and I did not participate.

But the biggest problem was not simply that I wasn't an attendee at the convention -- but that I was more or less not an attendee at anything. I was without a job. I was without a place to call my own where my talents could be used for a productive purpose. I wasn't simply unemployed so that I had no money -- I was unemployed so that I seemed and felt like I had no purpose.

Praise the One Above! This year I was offered and accepted a teaching position on a college-level. I walk into a classroom three times a week. In another month, that will be expanded from three to eight periods. I sit with a group of intelligent and earnest students who desire to learn. I am given the opportunity to think, create, analyze, and define a coherent lesson to teach them.

The feeling of usefulness, the feeling that one is no longer "old hat" but still has value and can still utilize one's talents -- is a lifesaver. A long time ago, a prominent thinker, teacher, and psychologist told me, "you are too young to retire. You have much to give and it's way too early for you to stop giving."

I could not agree with him more, but did not have where to go with that idea. I first accepted a position in a different institution where the desire to teach and the desire to learn was a tug-of-war. Not only was that not a positive experience for me, but it was actually quite counterproductive.

But this year so much has changed. I am so thankful to have been given the opportunity to join the staff at this college. It is a small, elite, and very special place. And it is a place where I feel my contribution is wanted, appreciated, and needed. And it is the place -- and the type of place -- that I always wanted to be involved with.

So the convention is in town. But that's okay. No hard feelings and no unhappy memories. Life has taken a turn for the better. And I am so appreciative.

What a difference a year makes.

Enjoy your convention folks, I'm doing fine.