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Archives for June 2010

Fercockteh Commenting System

June 24, 2010 by Jack Steiner 6 Comments

I finally gave up on DISQUS. They have a commenting system that I thought was really going to supercharge things here but they never managed to get it together. More than five years of Blogger comments lie trapped in limbo. They promised to help rescue them but never managed to get it done.

In the interim I gained new comments on DISQUS and comments from readers that they couldn’t make the damn system work.

So because I am a glutton for punishment I installed Intense Debate. It appears to be superior to Blogger’s native commenting system so I am giving it a run. Unfortunately due to time constraints I wasn’t able to do the normal testing and QA that I like to run so for the next day or so there may be a few glitches.

My apologies. With a little luck we’ll get that all squared away sooner than later or maybe not.

One of these day I really will move this all to my own domain on a WordPress blog, but we haven’t quite hit that point yet. In the interim keep the faith true believers and I’ll see you on the other side.

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Why oh Why Would Someone Search For This

June 24, 2010 by Jack Steiner 4 Comments

Mark this down as being among the most disturbing search terms ever to come up on my blog:

the meaning of the cookie monster sexually

If you google that you will find me, second link from the top. Oy, why oh why.

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Traveling Music

June 23, 2010 by Jack Steiner Leave a Comment

Here is a snippet of what the Traveling Jack Band has been listening to:


How Do You Like Me Now– Toby Keith
How Do You Like Me Now– The Heavy
You Shouldn’t Kiss Me Like This– Toby Keith
Uprising– Muse
Into The Mystic– Van Morrison
Save The Last Dance– Michael Buble
The Hustle– Van Mcoy
He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother– The Hollies
Mothers of The Disappeared– U2
The Song is Over– The Who
Bad Company– Bad Company
A Boy Named Sue– Johnny Cash

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A Father’s Dream

June 23, 2010 by Jack Steiner Leave a Comment

A Father’s Dream is a contradiction. It is a non-descript, descriptor that both attracts and repels readers. It is three simple words that can be interpreted in a number of different ways. Three words that can lead the reader down the primrose path into a tangled tale of personal dreams or general ambition.

So my friends it is your choice to make, do you continue to read to see where the madman shall take you or do you point and click your way into some other thicket of thoughts. Even as we speak the hamsters are working feverishly inside my melon, running hard so that they can feed the machine so that I might produce another 600 words for your review.

Traveling Jack and his band of merry men have been on the road for more than a weekend and less than a fortnight. It has been enough time for he and his children to engage in discussions both serious and silly. They ask him why he is armed with enough electronic gear to open a small store.

More importantly they wish to know why he is always pointing his Flip camera at them. The dark haired beauty says that he is crazy- her older brother says that it is not nice to say that dad is nuts, but whispers “you’re right.”

If someone else had the Flip or some other means of videotaping us they already would have uploaded video footage of the crazy dad dancing to U Can’t Touch This with his beeeyootiful daughter. This where a Father’s Dream comes into play. Crazy dad imagined that he looked more than a little cool dancing. The dark haired beauty encouraged him to continue his herky-jerky movements- her laughter fueled his fire and he kept going until he was out of breath.

Oy, do you know what an almost six year old with dark eyes can do when she says, “dance again daddy.” All I have to say is that I came within moments of going viral on YouTube for all the wrong reasons.

Hmm…I just changed tenses again. Somewhere my English teachers are shaking their heads and wondering why I insist on breaking the rules. All I can say is that I am consistent- broke the rules back then and am still breaking them now.

This used to make Jack’s mama crazy. She would tell me that once I knew the rules I would be allowed to break them, grammatically that is. She would also ask me not to torment my siblings. And I must confess that I did dream about not doing that, but as the only boy among 16k girls it was too easy and I sometimes succumbed to temptation.

Life outside the big city we live in is different. I am happy that the children are exposed to these things. Some of the differences are exciting. They love watching deer wander through the backyard and think that it is really cool to be able to drive into Manhattan at a moment’s notice. The houses and buildings are different and the children they play with talk about California as if it is some exotic place.

But they miss their friends and wish that we could have brought the dog with us. They want to know if one day planes will be fast enough to turn it into a simple commute similar to going from the Valley to the Westside.

That is a Father’s dream- to live to see thousands of miles turned into no big deal. I suppose that if I were a billionaire that day would already be here, but I am not and can’t say that I will be any time soon. But you never know because a Father dreams. He dreams about who he will be and who his kids will grow up to be.

He dreams about things big and small, far and near. He dreams and he dreams some more. And somewhere in between he tries to live the life that will turn those dreams into something more than just a dream.

Filed Under: Children

Links that Caught My Eye

June 23, 2010 by Jack Steiner Leave a Comment

A sample of some of the stories that caught my eye.

  • Harry Potter’s Wizarding World conjures up crowds 
  • Swiss Firm Says Its Fabric Can Clean Up Oil Spill 
  • 7 Classic Disney Movies Based On R-Rated Stories 
  • Gut bacteria in Japanese people borrowed sushi-digesting genes from ocean bacteria 
  • Putting a Private Detective in Your Laptop 
  • Q.&A.: Updating a Digital Camera’s Software 
  • Coffee’s Mysterious Benefits Mount

Filed Under: Caught My Eye, Science

Moments To Cherish, Moments To Treasure

June 22, 2010 by Jack Steiner 1 Comment

Some times people look at me and wonder where it is that I am. That is, they see my body occupying a space but they recognize that my mind is elsewhere. It has been this way for as long as I can remember and I suspect it always will be.

Endless hours are spent in the present living out the days and enjoying the fruits of my labor and effort. Countless minutes spent in the here and now because that is how life is meant to be lived and I would not want to live in a world where it was otherwise.

Still, there are those moments that you will find me elsewhere. Those times where you see me and know that my mind is elsewhere. During those you will find me walking in the gardens of memory engaged in reflection of moments to cherish and moments to treasure.

Some of those moments are things that I have seen or done with my children and others are of a different nature. Time spent in a secret world in a place that only one other has seen. Occasionally I will open the gates and enter the land and wander where I will.

That place is a wonderland of experience filled with moments that make my heart soar and my spirit rise. But like all rose gardens it does have the occasional thorn. There are the moments and memories of less pleasant experiences. There are things in there that some would designate of a darker nature. And there was a time when I would have wanted to banish them from my sight and from time. Erased from memory they would never trouble my soul with unrest.

But that would not be fair or real. The mistakes and missteps help to illuminate and illustrate the beauty of those other moments. They call out to me as little beacons of light that help remind me why the truly special moments are more deserving of my attention. They have no more power than I choose to give them.

So they stay in the secret world, memory buoys of what was and a guide towards what I hope will be. Moments to cherish, moments to treasure.

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