You Can Take the Boy out of Fenway...

The Red Sox, Victorious in Game 1…but you can’t take Fen­way out of the boy.

This evening, Pam and I ate hot dogs, drank beer and watched the Boston Red Sox utterly dom­i­nate the Col­orado Rock­ies in a wicked first game of the 2007 World Series. It was curi­ous to see the Sox not only do so well, but do so well in so many ways. They fin­ished off with a score of 13 to 1, tying the record of 13 dou­bles in a world series game. But it wasn’t only the hit­ting. They pulled off a beau­ti­ful dou­ble play, and pitcher Josh Beck­ett only allowed 6 hits. The Rock­ies, on the other hand, went through 5 pitchers.

Old habits do die hard, though. All the way up to a score of 7 to 1, Pam kept say­ing ‘They could still screw it up! Don’t let your­self be fooled!” It’s also hard to get used to see­ing our old Boston team as the favourite, and clearly not the under­dog. That said, it is fun to see them win hand­ily, even if we aren’t within a stone’s throw of the Green Mon­ster any more.

Go Sox!

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Hail to the Geek

We’ve had a lot of vis­i­tors in the build­ing at work. The project we’re work­ing on is near­ing a phase where some of it (actu­ally a tip of the prover­bial ice­berg) is get­ting shown to the cus­tomer. This means that there are a lot of peo­ple com­ing and going, many vis­i­tor passes being passed out (Terry at the front desk says that they are actu­ally begin­ning to run out of them), and the cafe­te­ria is run­ning out of most items at around 12:15. Not that I’m a big fan of the cafe­te­ria, but usu­ally the choice that they run out of first is the most edi­ble one. The other day I took a bite of what they called a ‘Philly Cheese Steak’ and couldn’t bear to take another, because it was so awful (bits of burned scraps from the grill and who knows what else seemed to be stick­ing to it).

There has been one other change, a sub­tle one: It’s the front door, or rather the door to the first floor offices right from the lobby. It’s not so much the door, as what the door does when you swipe your ID card on it. Up until this week, when you swiped your card, it opened the lock with a short click, and also played a short a record­ing of a riff on a vibra­phone, like an announce­ment that some­one was com­ing in. It was a curi­ous fea­ture that I’d never seen on a door, but the clos­est thing I can say it was like, was the ‘door­bell’ on The Jet­sons, that some­times didn’t so much act as a door­bell, but a sort of announce­ment as the guest or fam­ily mem­ber appeared on that ever-present mov­ing side­walk (not the one where George gets stuck on shout­ing ‘Jane, Stop this Crazy thing!’ with Astro and the cat look­ing on at the end, but then if you’re with me so far, you know that already.)

I don’t know why the sound is gone, and haven’t asked. Maybe so many peo­ple were com­ing and going that the tune was dis­rupt­ing meet­ings (there is a futur­is­tic semi-circular meet­ing room near that door, before the main part of the floor). Per­haps they will rein­state the entry-tune after the rash of vis­i­tors is over.

It did, how­ever, get me to think­ing: What if the door played a dif­fer­ent tune depend­ing on the per­son whose ID card was swiped on it. If a big­wig exec­u­tive was enter­ing, it could play ‘Hail to the Chief’, or some­one shout­ing: ‘Cap­tain on the Bridge!’. It could work like those but­lers in the movies, announc­ing guests as they arrive at some fancy party: “The Duke and Duchess of Freedonia!”.

If I had my choice as to what that door would play when I came in each morn­ing, I think I’d want it to play some­thing match­ing my mood. If I was a good mood, I’d have it play some­thing like the crowd of peo­ple shout­ing “Norm!” (from Cheers), or that round of applause that came when Kramer would enter Jerry’s door in Sein­feld. (Why did they start doing that any­way?). If I was in a bad mood, I think the best choice would be the March of Darth Vader (You know, dum dum dum — dum di dum, dum di dum… I’m not going to bother with nota­tion or even an audio excerpt.)

In a way, the entrance of some­one could be just like an exten­sion of ring­tones. I recently found out that peo­ple spend $5 bil­lion a year on ring­tones. (To quote David Pogue: What the?) If we could spend part of our pay­cheques on hav­ing the right entrance music when we enter our work­place, would we?

Update: A Designer came up with a more low-tech solu­tion, but it requires some skill on the part of the per­son knock­ing the door. 

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Has the World Finally Caught Up with Isaac Asimov's Vision?

Solar SatelliteI vividly remem­ber meet­ing Isaac Asi­mov when I was a teenager. My father had man­aged to get him as a speaker at the col­lege he was teach­ing, where as part of a Fes­ti­val on The Future, the Sci­ence Fic­tion writer was being asked to give a lec­ture on his advice for the future. Besides his impres­sive mutton-chop side­burns and lively demeanor, I also remem­ber what he spoke about.

One of the main points of his talk was that he found him­self greatly influ­enced by an early piece of Sci­ence Fic­tion him­self. It was a novel called “The Man Who Awoke”, writ­ten in 1933 by Lawrence Man­ning. Despite some silly dia­log and flat char­ac­ters, I actu­ally had read the book and really liked it. It was about a rich her­mit named Nor­man Win­ters, who found a way to put him­self into sus­pended ani­ma­tion in a sub­ter­ranean cham­ber he’d con­structed, for thou­sands of years at a time, mak­ing him a sort of one-way time trav­eler. When he first wakes up in the year 5000AD, all of the world’s fos­sil fuels have been used up, and the peo­ple alive at that point use alco­hol refined from wood pulp as a fuel, and referred to the past cen­turies as the Great Age of Waste. The book is a com­pendium of pop­u­lar Sci­ence Fic­tion plots: in later chap­ters, in the times that Win­ters awakes cen­turies later, the Earth is run by a tyran­ni­cal cen­tral com­puter (see any num­ber of Star Trek and other Sci-Fi series plots), then he tries to inter­vene with a city of sleep­ers who can pro­gram their own dreams (see The Matrix), he then finds a world dom­i­nated by anar­chists in enor­mous walk­ing robots who per­form Genetic Exper­i­ments, and finally, he reaches the age where Man dis­cov­ers Immor­tal­ity (and just in time for him, too).

It was that first episode, how­ever, that struck Asi­mov as down­right plau­si­ble; as we know very well today, there are only finite reserves of fos­sil fuels, and we now know that burn­ing them at the rate we’ve been doing for power and trans­porta­tion has led to cat­a­strophic cli­mate changes. After years of study and thought, Asi­mov (back in the 1970’s, when he gave this lec­ture) sug­gested a scheme where we launched satel­lites into geo­sta­tion­ary orbit, much the way weather satel­lites are today. These satel­lites, how­ever, would use arrays of solar cells to col­lect the sun’s energy and con­vert it into elec­tric­ity. To get that power back to the earth, Asi­mov sug­gested a microwave beam, that like a tower between the earth and the satel­lite, would never move, and allow us to con­tin­u­ously har­vest power, with­out any inter­rup­tions of clouds or storms.

Much of Asimov’s pro­posal was dis­missed in the 1970’s, mostly because it was too expen­sive, par­tic­u­larly when you fac­tored in all of the rock­ets that you would need to launch and man­power you’d need to sup­port in space to build such a struc­ture. A lot of peo­ple were still in denial that mankind would ever really run out of oil, despite the Energy Cri­sis of 1973 being a clear warn­ing shot off the US’s bow.

Today, with Manning’s 1933 prophecy com­ing true, and the even more seri­ous prob­lem of global warm­ing from the Green­house Effect, Asimov’s pro­posal is start­ing to look far more attrac­tive. In fact, if you fac­tor in the sav­ings we get by using robots to build the solar arrays (another Asi­mov cre­ation, but oddly enough, he never dis­cussed using them to help build his orbital con­struc­tions), improve­ments in pho­to­voltaic effi­ciency, newer, lighter mate­ri­als, and the idea starts to gain credibility.

I found that last bit out in an arti­cle on the web site for New Sci­en­tist, where the US Pen­ta­gon has sug­gested Space-Based Solar Power Facil­i­ties as a poten­tial solu­tion to our energy problems:

A report released yes­ter­day by the National Secu­rity Space Office (NSSO) rec­om­mends that the US gov­ern­ment spon­sor projects to demon­strate solar-power-generating satel­lites and pro­vide finan­cial incen­tives for fur­ther pri­vate devel­op­ment of the technology.

Space-based solar power would use kilometer-sized solar panel arrays to gather sun­light in orbit. It would then beam power down to Earth in the form of microwaves or a laser, which would be col­lected in anten­nas on the ground and then con­verted to elec­tric­ity. Unlike solar pan­els based on the ground, solar power satel­lites placed in geo­sta­tion­ary orbit above the Earth could oper­ate at night and dur­ing cloudy conditions.

We think we can be a cat­a­lyst to make this tech­nol­ogy advance,” said US Marine Corps lieu­tenant colonel Paul Damp­housse of the NSSO at a press con­fer­ence yes­ter­day in Wash­ing­ton, DCUS.

The NSSO report rec­om­mends that the US gov­ern­ment spend $10 bil­lion over the next 10 years to build a test satel­lite capa­ble of beam­ing 10 megawatts of elec­tric power down to Earth.

My favourite part of the arti­cle comes right at the end:

…the NSSO and its sup­port­ers say that no fun­da­men­tal sci­en­tific break­throughs are nec­es­sary to pro­ceed with the idea and that space-based solar power will be prac­ti­cal in the next few decades.

There are no tech­nol­ogy hur­dles that are show stop­pers right now,” said Damphousse.

So, noth­ing new to invent, and we could have much of the prob­lems of the end of cheap oil and Green­house gas buildup fixed within, say, 15 years. That might just save the human race from extinc­tion (even if we do lose the Polar Bear).

I am aware of the dan­gers of a fixed and con­tin­u­ous microwave beam, and we have no idea what it would do the atmos­phere. I cer­tainly wouldn’t want to be a bird (or plane) that wan­dered too close to the beam itself. Nev­er­the­less, I can’t help think­ing that if we’d only lis­tened to Asi­mov, when I met him back in the 1970s, we’d be in much bet­ter shape now, but maybe it’s not too late to heed his advice 30 years later.

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iPhones Coming to Canada, but It'll Cost You

Pricey iPhone for Canada

Accord­ing to Betanews :

Apple is plan­ning to begin sell­ing its Apple iPhone through Rogers Wire­less in Canada by mid-October, tech­nol­ogy news site Dig­i­tal Jour­nal reported this week. The site said a source from within Cana­dian lux­ury retailer Holt Ren­few said it would be receiv­ing the phone within two weeks, and it would retail in the coun­try for $799.

Did they say $799? Uh, the Loonie is strong, but not that strong. I think I will plan on a trip to the Apple Store in Belling­ham or Seat­tle to pick one up. I can’t imag­ine them giv­ing us the same trou­ble as Cana­di­ans have had try­ing to buy cars in the US. An agree­ment with Cana­dian Car Deal­ers make it impos­si­ble to do so, deliv­er­ing as much as 30% more profit straight into the hands of the car mak­ers, lead­ing to a 2 Bil­lion$ Class-Action Law­suit on the part of Cana­dian con­sumers. If that’s no good, and they find some way of stop­ping us at the bor­der, even buy­ing online from the Apple Store and pay­ing the duty and import taxes here would be cheaper.

I expect that the only iPhone buy­ers actu­ally pur­chas­ing it from Holt Ren­frew will be the Amer­i­can Film Actors stay­ing in Van­cou­ver while they shoot what­ever movie they are in.

At any rate, this con­firms a sim­i­lar rumor that I had heard ear­lier in the week. Geeks across Canada are ready to heave a sigh of relief.

An Update from Dig­i­tal Journal:

 We have received word from Mario Manza, Exec­u­tive Direc­tor of VIP Ser­vices at Holt Ren­frew, that they will not be car­ry­ing the iPhone for now. He said he con­firmed this infor­ma­tion with the buy­ers this morn­ing and apol­o­gized for any mis­in­for­ma­tion on behalf of the company.

It sure is a weird sce­nario: Yes­ter­day we placed cold calls to their acces­sories depart­ment and they were telling every­one the iPhone would be there in two weeks. They were even going so far as tak­ing down phone num­bers of peo­ple who called, inform­ing them they will call back when it arrives in two weeks. They even quoted the exact price of $799.

Yes­ter­day we also received a panic-sounding call from Holt Renfrew’s PR team say­ing this deal was not con­firmed “yet” — “yet” being the oper­a­tive word.

If you call today, how­ever, the same employ­ees are now say­ing they are no longer get­ting the iPhone any­time soon. Dig­i­tal Journal’s insid­ers are now say­ing the same thing.

As we men­tioned, and as most peo­ple agreed, Holt Ren­frew sounded like a very unlikely place for the iPhone to be launched in Canada. But the retailer does carry expen­sive Nokia, D&G and Prada phones, and they have car­ried iPods in the past.

So rumour is quashed, for now (accord­ing to Mario Manza). Holt Ren­frew insid­ers still say Rogers will have it in Jan­u­ary but they say it’s not clear why a poten­tial Holt Ren­frew deal fell through. We’ll see if we can get more infor­ma­tion on that.

We’ll keep you posted if we learn any­thing new.

This is approach­ing the level of hys­te­ria. You’d think some­one had leaked that mar­i­juana was going to be legal in Canada.

Oh, it already is. My mistake.

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A Disturbing High School Discovery

One of the typ­i­cal con­nec­tions on Face­book, one would think, is to schools you used to attend. For me, I’ve been tracked down by a class­mate or two, but I have to admit that this is not the source of most of my con­tacts. I did not enjoy going to my High School, and didn’t ‘fit in’ with any crowd there to speak of. With the sole excep­tion of my Choral Teacher, Richard Disha­roon, I can’t remem­ber very many teach­ers there who made much of an impres­sion on me. At the first chance I could get to take courses at the local col­lege where my mother taught (Tow­son State Uni­ver­sity), I leapt at the oppor­tu­nity, and was thrilled to drive out of the park­ing lot at mid-day to attend classes, most of them in Music, which would be my major in College.

Now, I’m begin­ning to see even more why I didn’t fit in. Yes­ter­day, at the invi­ta­tion of a for­mer class­mate, I joined the group online that rep­re­sents the grad­u­at­ing year from my High School (Pikesville High School, 1978). Con­nected to that group page was some infor­ma­tion about the school, etc. includ­ing a Wikipedia Entry with the his­tory of the place, and a few notable stu­dents who had attended the school. I saw a list of a few names, including :

So far, so good. No ser­ial killers or child moles­ters. Then, one jumped out at me, like a bolt of lightning:

I didn’t attend Pikesville High School at the same time as Mehlman, but I remem­ber see­ing him on TV as one of the poster boys of the GOP, and he was par­tic­u­larly mem­o­rable as some­one who was clearly a clos­eted gay man with a sig­nif­i­cant degree of self-loathing (how could one not be to be the head of the extremely homo­pho­bic Repub­li­can National Com­mit­tee?) He man­aged the Bush pres­i­den­tial re-election cam­paign in 2004, which was a piv­otal event, at least in my life­time, because the out­come was the ‘straw the broke the camel’s back’ for us, lead­ing to our depar­ture from the US. If Ken Melh­man was a prod­uct of Pikesville High School, then it’s pretty clear to me why I didn’t take to the place. I hope nobody holds my hav­ing attended there against me.

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