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July 2009 Eleven posts


Estimated travel data provided by Google Maps. Actual result data provided by Joe and Leah.

Glendale (91203) to Clairemont (92117)

Estimated Travel Data:
Distance: 122 miles
Estimated transit time: 2 hours 2 mins
Assumed average speed: 60 mph
Estimated transit time (in traffic): 3 hours 40 mins in traffic
Assumed average speed (in traffic): 33 mph

Actual Results:
Departure time: 2:30pm
Departure date: Friday, Summertime
Actual transit time: 4 hours 30 mins in traffic
Actual average speed: 27 mph

Clairemont (92117) to Moorpark (93021)

Estimated Travel Data:
Distance: 161 miles
Estimated transit time: 2 hours 41 minutes
Assumed average speed: 60 mph
Estimated transit time (in traffic): 4 hours 40 minutes in traffic
Assumed average speed (in traffic): 35 mph

Actual Results:
Departure time: 9:45pm
Departure date: Saturday, Summertime
Actual transit time: 2 hours 35 mins
Actual average speed: 62 mph

Comment: I think we have a clear winner. In future we’ll always leave very late and travel north. Logistically, this may prove to be a problem, but since it’s just an implementation detail we’ll not address it at this time.

Gordon Parks. Alabama, 1956.

Photo taken in Alabama, 1956 by Gordon Parks:


Gordon Parks was a groundbreaking American photographer, musician, poet, novelist, journalist, activist and film director. He is best remembered for his photo essays for Life magazine and as the director of the 1971 film Shaft.


My Sister and Brother-in-law could not possibly be cuter.

From last weekend, after having gone to the beach. They live on the East Coast in the D.C. area. However, every Summer they visit and become San Diegans for a while.

My sis and bro-in-law could not possibly be cuter

Yahoo! Updates (migration from Yahoo! 360)

Moderately interesting. Another piece of data in the migration of everything on the web towards a Facebook-style or twitter-style update stream.

Dear Yahoo! 360° and Flickr User,

We’re contacting you because you shared your public Flickr photostream on Yahoo! by configuring photo-sharing in Yahoo! 360°.

On July 23rd, as part of the closure of Yahoo! 360°, we will migrate this preference to our new service, Yahoo! Updates.

Yahoo! Updates is a service that helps you keep in touch with friends and family by sharing mini-stories and thumbnails of your latest public photos with the people you know in places like Yahoo! Messenger, Yahoo! Mail & Yahoo! Profiles. These updates will be shared each time you upload public photos to Flickr. Like your photos on Flickr, these updates are also public, and can be seen by other users.

To learn more about Yahoo! Updates and control who can see them, please visit your Yahoo! Profile Updates Settings Page. If you’d like to stop sharing your Flickr photostream via Updates, please look for the Flickr logo on the left side of the page. Change the corresponding pull-down menu option to “No One”, then click the “Save” button.


Sometimes a tetherball is just a tetherball.


One of my favorite things as a kid was playing tetherball in the back yard of my Grandparents house. The tetherball itself has been changed out a number of times over the years, and it looks like it’s about due.

I enjoyed playing though when I was shorter it pained me to get beaten. Once I got to be one of the taller members of the Crawford family I liked it much better.

The Crawford homestead was always one where there were games being played — tetherball, basketball, whiffle ball, Risk, backgammon, Poker, Rummy, and more. When we lived close to or in San Diego I loved to play games there. Backgammon with my grandmother was a special favorite, as was Mao with my Uncle Jody.

Games are instructive because while the pretense is that they are a diversion, an entertainment, all the ones I have named are inherently social. It’s that aspect of games I find the most compelling aspect–mostly because it’s the part I least understand. I understand quite well how fun it is to roll double-sixes in backgammon, but what is the larger social component of that action while in the company of, and playing in opposition to, a family member or friend? I think perhaps there’s something in games that teaches us to be graceful in victory, and accept defeat with class–to accept that sometimes things don’t go our way. But also, that sometimes they do.

Hey, roll the dice, and move onward.

Density of Memory

This past weekend I went down to San Diego to catch up with family. San Diego is chock-full of people I care about, and it’s unfortunately impossible to catch up with everyone. This was tightly focused on family.

It’s always dislocating to return to a place where you have not been in a while. My memories get activated and I’m taken back to when I was 5 years old and trying to catch the little four-winged moths that hung out on this lawn. I remember my uncle parking his truck on that lawn after returning from the beach and washing it when I was in my early teens. I remember riding a Wham-O Slip-and-Slide on the yard. I remember being so small that I could not throw a basketball high enough to hit that rim. I remember playing horse with friends on the block when I was 13. I remember the time my aunt’s dog had eaten some sort of poisonous thing and we all collectively got her to swallow a big ball of wet salt to induce vomiting. I think of more negative memories as well: being forced to do pushups on the lawn and being chastised for my unfitness. I remember arguments between family members that scared me when I was a kid. But I also remember being welcomed back many times by so many people as we returned from the Philippines, from New Orleans, from Los Angeles, from Virginia. So many homecomings. The torrent of memory is overwhelming, but somehow it all managed to coalesce into a positive experience. I had a terrific time, and only got mildly sunburned when we went to the beach.

grandparents house san diego

Badly Drawn Roy

I enjoyed this:


via Cartoon Brew

Commute Photos

A few photos from my commute, in no particular order:

near topanga
sun valley
Transition: 118 WB to 5 SB
Dropping into Simi Valley
Between Moorpark and Simi Valley, Eastbound

Hate Driven Development

Quote of the day, via rc3:

I’ve used the term a few times, and now it’s time to officially coin it: Hate Driven Development. It’s when you come to hate working on something so much that it inspires a surge of productivity that leads to completion. Most projects that involve this methodology include a procrastination phase.

Mastering the Art of Combat!

I find Nobody Scores! inscrutable, which is often good, and sometims the flashes of brilliance crack me up!