Friday, April 20, 2007

2 to the power of 40 or 10 to the power of 12?

Wow. The revolution has begun. 1 Tb Hdd’s are here. Hitachi has released the worlds first 1 Tb (931.51Gb). Hard Disk Drive. Exciting, isn’t it?
Check out the article here.

Soon we can all loose an entire lifetime of photos and/or valuable information in just a micro- second. Scary to think. I just bought a 1 gb micro SD card for my phone. It holds about 700 MP3s (give or take a few). Impressive in a card that is no bigger than my little finger nail! No really!!! Even I am amazed at how things are being miniaturised. The only trouble with this, is that the human race is getting bigger! Bigger hands, bigger feet... Bigger bits all round they say. Taller, fatter, more intelligent so (they say).

Anyway, my point is this... If things are getting smaller and we are getting bigger, then how is this making things easier? Like a clumsy grand-dad struggling with an x-box controller: all the finesse of a Bosch hammer drill; we struggle with new technology and the inevitable miniaturisation (if that's a real word) of the entire world.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Post #77


Well, it’s been a very busy week. Many things have affected me in profound but enlightening ways. One such occasion was dinner at a local restaurant that I was pleased to have been invited to with my wife. I was deeply conversational with an older gentleman who was seated next to me on our table. As the night progressed and the lazy Susan was put through its paces, I was fortunate to have been treated to a fascinating account of an apparently normal man and his life thus far.

At sixty five, he has seen many things in his life, and I was humbled by his willingness to share many of them with me. Through the loss of his son in a tragic car accident more than nineteen years ago, I was drawn into this man's world and his perception of life before and after this: Single most devastating event he had ever endured.

He went on to explain that not a single week had passed since that day nineteen years ago, where the man had not shed a tear in memory of his son's life. I was deeply moved by his admission that he had wept uncontrollably on occasion, since the day that his son had passed in 1988... I began to wonder what I was doing in 1988. I had no clue... 15 years old and bullet-proof (so I thought). -I was too busy trying to find my own identity through a purple haze of smoke and the occasional over indulgence in alcohol. God it could just have easily been me who died in a car accident almost six years ago.

Being this close to the end brought home a few inconvenient facts and truths about my existence so far. I will not lie by telling you that I emerged miraculously unscathed or altogether unchanged by it all. In the very least, it scared the absolute crap out of me. If I intellectualise the experience, I can say that I grew spiritually from these events and remain changed, possibly forever as my friend at the restaurant remains changed by the choices of his son on that evening. I don't understand the circumstances behind the accident, but I know that he was roughly the same age that I was when I had my accident. I can tell you this much... There was only one person to blame for my accident, and it wasn't Henry Ford or (Enzo Ferrari).

The inconvenient truth for me is this. I am responsible for me, for my children and indirectly for every other person who chooses to know me throughout my life. I have influence and sometimes (as in the case of my children) profound and direct effects on those around me. I can't even begin to feel this man's pain when he weeps alone in a moment of grief for the son he should never have had to bury...Nothing in life is as tragic as this.

After a breakup with his wife and custody issues that ensued, he chose to move in with his parents to recoup and sort his life out. In that time (about 6 months) he re-established a close bond with his father, who had also recently broken his first marriage. Tragically, after their relationship had grown closer than ever, his life was taken in a single tragic moment. His car smashing into a tree on a lonely country road: A corner that proved too sharp at such speed.

Wow, I don’t mean to get all philosophical on you guys, but life is trying to tell us things about ourselves. If we listen really hard, we can hear our calling. Like is like this wise old man said; “Life is boring without risks.” “Without risks, you achieve very little, for nothing worthwhile is ever achieved without considerable effort.” But I think that it is all about measured risks, in knowing how far to go... You know, like knowing when to throw your hand in while playing cards, or when to stop doubling your winnings on the pokies.

In closing conversation with him however, he pointed out that there were not enough fingers (or toes) on his body to count the number of failures he had seen in his working life, but the number of successes by way of hard work and dedication far outweighed these failures, leading to a life of overwhelming satisfaction and contentment.

When the soul is free, we are truly human. The ‘Human condition’ begs us to challenge all forms of suppression. Freedom, by its very nature is always succeded by the taking of risk in one form or another. Indeed, the very fact that we fight for freedom, reveals to us that we are not yet free. We are seeking an as yet, unreachable goal that evades us, or is threatened in every waking moment of our existence. These photos may appear to be completely unrelated to the subject matter, but they represent the apparent complexity of life (in the cascading switches) and the resolve of the human spirit in the form of the awsome strength of the draught horse. All things have an element of beauty, just sometimes hard for us to see.

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Tagged yet again!

Are you...
1. A cuddler? Very much so. I will cuddle almost anyone. There is an art to cuddling you know. 2. A morning person? Most definitely. The earlier the better...not.
3. Are you a perfectionist? Well no not really, but I do have high standards.
4. Talented? Not so much
5. In your pyjamas? No
6. Left handed? No

Last:
1. Friend you saw: Mark
2. Phoned: Amber
3. Sent text: ABC Radio
4. Received text: Today
5. Message over myspace: N/A
6. Instant message: HP Technical Support Service

Wore:
1. To bed? Birthday suit
2. Last night was: Fantastic
3. Got any plans: Finish this questionaire

Favorite:
1. Number: 7
2. Color: Blue
3. Season: Autumn

Currently:
1. Missing: Calendar entries in PDA (sorry honey)
2. Needing: Time, money, calendar entries in PDA, oh and cuddles.
3. Wanting: Time, money, calendar entries in PDA, cuddles.

Qs
First thing you did this morning: Cuddled my lovely wife.
Last thing you ate: profiterole
Do you have anything bothering you? Nope
What's the last movie you saw? Wild Hogs
Where is the last place you went? Resturaunt
Do you wish upon stars? Never.
Are you a friendly person? Yes, definately
Where did you sleep last night?: At home
What color shirt are you wearing? Black
When was the last time you really cried? About six years ago.
What was your last thought before you went to sleep last night? Can't tell you that, this is a family Blog ;-)
What are you about to do? Go to bed
If you could drink anything right this second, what would it be? Shiraz
What's your job position called? Senior technician/IT engineer.
What's your favorite month(s)? November and January
What's your favorite bottled water? Don't have a favourite.
What were you doing at 9pm last night? Watching Tele
Did you attend your high school prom? I did more than 1 Deb Ball. 3 in fact.
Did you go to someone else's prom? yes
Do you prefer coffee or tea? Coffee.
Something red within 5 feet? Scrapbooking area seems to be predominantly pink!
How much french do you know? A bit
Ever crash a car, been in an accident? Yes a few from very minor to very serious
Do you look good in yellow? Do they make clothes in yellow?
Do you sing? Yes, I secretly sing in the car and in the shower too.
Ever sing in public? Yes, very badly.
Least favorite color? Yellow
How many driving tickets have you had? Probably 3.
Do you own your own house? Yes.
At what age did you/do you want to get married? I think i was 24
Have you ever been married? Only once
How many kids do you have/want? Only two will do.
Do you like anyone right now? Well actually...