Several Small Items

Well, look who finally got off of his butt and decided to write a new blog entry! (Of course I'm referring to Kilzer's up-and-coming "My Detailed Description of my Great Visit to Moab (complete with photos and drunken videos)") And since that epic tome is on it's way, I thought I should do some catching up as well.

I've got a few blogs started, but I've been waiting for the right photos to post with them (we all like those pretty colors). Nonetheless, I've been slacking in my blogging duties, although with good reason (in my mind, they're good, but I've talked myself out of them). First of all, we've had a run of good weather lately, so I've either been working on the farm or playing in the ocean during the days. We've got a lot of pineapple to plant still, but we also had a summer swell that made for some really great waves (and by "great", I mean "they kicked my butt all over the place"). Finding a balance hasn't been difficult, though, because any time in the ocean is time well spent, and some days you're just too beat up or sore to even consider going to the beach, so work really sounds like a pleasant break from the abuse. Back to the blog-slacking though, no matter what the day's activities, I'm always really worn out and have very little energy in the evening.

"So why don't you blog anyway? It doesn't take that much energy to type!" (that's what I can hear everyone thinking right now, because I know you all wait with bated breath for my every word - ha ha ha) Well, the truth is, I found a bit of an escape though Netflix. I've fired the account back up, and while the DVDs are good, I've lately become sucked into the instant online viewing feature. It doesn't have all of the best movies ever, but it can be really handy. For example, last week Skye and I watched "Mad Max," which I own. I've always dug that movie. Afterwards, though, I really wanted to watch the other two in the series. And wouldn't you know it? Both "The Road Warrior" and "Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome" were available to watch online. And yes, I did spend the entire next day saying either "Two men enter, one man leaves," or "Bust a deal, face the wheel" or "Master Blaster runs Bartertown!" I'm sure it was hell for everyone involved, and I should have just written a blog instead of melting my brain with post-apocalyptic pre-Braveheart Mel Gibson drivel.

Another overtone to my blog-crastination is my complete and total lack of anything to say which would or should have any value to anyone else. I've been following some blogs, from FBIBlogs and from other places, and the main thread is that these people have a lot to say about things they're really passionate about. Things with meaning. Politics, the local economy, current films, etc. And here I am, with gems like "I'm gardening!" and "Oooo Spinal Tap!" But that's just how I roll. I don't want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don't want to do that.

But I've gotten over all of that. I'm done worrying about it, and I'm done slacking off (only because Netflix doesn't have Season 2 of The IT Crowd available for online viewing). So I've decided to share a few things with you today that aren't quite important to make a whole blog entry about, but are worth mentioning (as far as anything I have to say is):

"we could go for a walk and you could kiss me on the..."

That's right... I've built a "veranda" (don't worry....no one else got the Three Amigos reference either). And to be fair, I haven't built a veranda at all, because as we all know, a veranda is a large, open porch, usually roofed and partly enclosed, as by a railing, often extending across the front and sides of a house. And what I've built is a small porch off of the back door out of palettes and scrap lumber laying around the yard, and then covered it with a tarp held up by some thick bamboo. It's a little flappy on top yet, but I think this evening I'm going to try and get my hands on some long, thin, flexible bamboo and make a kind of support like a dome tent pole to help hold the back of the thing up. If that works out, I'll post some photos. Still, it's a nice place to sit, out of the sun, and, more importantly, it's a porch I can pee off of and not get rained on. :)

Freakbook is at it again....

That's right. You heard me. Facebook has pissed me off yet again, even though I don't really use it.

Stupid Facebook....

I've been kicking around the idea of reviving my old website: cameronwalter.com It's like the Six Million Dollar Website - I can rebuild it......I have the technology. At least until Facebook messed it all up a couple of weeks ago.

Stupid Facebook.....

I had this great idea to create a site that was more interactive than the original, boring cameronwalter.com (that one was all black and white...the new one would be white and black..WITH some gray!). I figured it'd be like a mix between a blog and an RSS reader and a forum like the board we all used to like years and years ago. One of the elements would be a real-time update of everyone's status, like updates from my blog, as well as Kilzer's and Jo's, twitter updates from Dan and myself, and Facebook status updates from those folks who use that, being Jen and Kilzer (since he'd rather post there than on his blog :P ) All was well and good, until about two weeks ago when Facebook pulled the RSS feed option (basically a way to post that info to another website or reader program) from it's site on the grounds that it's a breach of their privacy policy. Ok... fine. I kinda get that. But what's really strange is that they've pulled the option for RSS feeds, but they haven't stopped making the feeds. They still give feed access to application developers (aka: people trying to figure out how to use your info to present you with the best possible advertising). So the logic is it's a breach of privacy for people who know you to use your status updates, but it's not for people you don't know to try and sell you something.

Stupid Facebook.....

On the flip-side, they'll still let you add other feeds to Facebook. For example, Kilzer could add a feed to his Facebook page, so that every time he writes something on his blog, it shows up on Facebook. But now it's a one way street only. Adding to Facebook is fine, but taking from Facebook is not fine.

Stupid Facebook.....

In case you haven't noticed, I'm not a fan of Facebook. I see the appeal and the utility to a point, but...well...let's just say there are things I don't like about it *self-editing to not offend any one*. So I thought I had the problem all solved so that I could see Kilzer and Jen's status updates without having to log on to Facebook and wade through the mire of...well.... stuff...that's there.... and all.... with the what-have-you and the whoozawhatsit. *more self-editing, to not offend my mother or younger readers* But whatever. For now, the website and and it's wonderful goodness is on hold until I figure out something else that excites me as much as my last idea did (until stupid Facebook killed it). And all I've got to hold on to, the only light at the end of the tunnel, is that word on the virtual street is that Facebook is on its way out, even if it's not in its death throes just yet.

That's enough for today.

(jeez, I'm long-winded for a guy who has nothing to say)