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The great hill

Friday and Saturday were busy days that I am now paying for. While I rest I am going to try to catch up on my blogging.

Friday was spent in the city with Gwen. Em had a Groupon for bike rental in Central Park so we started off early. Even with stopping for breakfast (o.k. it was just coffee and yogurt at Starbucks) and walking we were there before the place opened. So we got strawberry tarts.

There is a bike path that bicycles are supposed to stay on with arrows pointing the direction you are supposed to ride in, I almost called one bicyclist a ‘dumbass’ right in front of Gwen. Oops. After I while I determined we were on the small loop, we wanted to get the whole park experience. We had the bikes for the whole day. This nice man with a poodle (a standard poodle, not one of the annoying midget versions) helped us figure out the way to get out of the circle, then he pointed to the far north part of the map, “Take the easy path over, you don’t want to go up or down this hill.” That sounded good to me, considering I can’t remember how long it had been since I had been on bike before Friday. It is true however, that you never forget.

When we spoke to this man we were between the Sheep Meadow and the Tavern on the Green, heading south, since we couldn’t turn around we continued south, looped around past the Carousel, the Mall and the Playfield to the exit for 72nd which is where the big loop starts. I knew I had made the right turn when the Loeb Boathouse came into view. Here is some very important information, when you see the sign for Belvedere Castle on the left side of the road and turn in, the way to Belvedere Castle is to the right, if you go on the path to the left (you should walk your bikes down here, its the law) you come to this building. Why is this important? This building at the edge of the Ramble, has bathrooms! Ladies to the left, Mens to the right. If you’re looking for it on the map, its the Ramble Shed.

We get back on the road and start riding and riding, I keep looking off to the left for the ‘easy’ trail, suddenly I notice we are riding next to Central Park West and ahead of us is the Great Hill. Gulp, oh boy. We made it, we conquered the Great Hill! We are amazing. We even rode the bikes on Broadway when we left to have lunch.

After we dropped the bikes off we did some shopping and stuff, but what made the day amazing was the bike ride in Central Park.

Progress and change

Sunday morning I checked the weather and my e-mails like I do every morning. It’s easy with my iPod, just a push of the button, a couple finger taps and I am good to go.

At church that day they were talking about how we have always used the latest technology in our witnessing work and it got me to thinking about how different a little thing, like e-mail is from when I first started using it.

My first experience with e-mail was when I was working for DOCS. It was what is called a dedicated system, in that you could only e-mail other DOCS offices. At this time Juno was popular, it was an e-mail program installed on your computer. My father sent me the program and I had a modem to dial into Juno’s servers. It was sitting on my desk.

It was still sitting there, safe in it’s little box when I interviewed at DEC. One of the questions asked was if I was familiar with e-mail, ‘Oh yes.’ I replied, but as the conversation went on I realized they were talking about real e-mail. I got the job, I went home, put the modem in my computer, installed the program and learned how to use it.

Next was Earthlink, to go online and e-mail still with a dial-up modem and a modest monthly fee.

Today if I want to go online I turn on my laptop or use my iPod. No phone line needed just a router that several computers can use. And e-mail is free, I have 4 e-mail accounts.

Progress and change. In fact, I’m posting this from my iPod with the aid of an app called BlogPress.

– Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

Account Protection

This is probably a topic you are very familiar with, but I just thought I would add a reminder for all my readers. The above was the comment line on an e-mail I got, stated it was from G-Mail it stated:

Protect yourself against identity theft, spam & more. This is a mandate update for all our users. We are doing this verification to secure your identity on our new version data software for protection and efficient network.

Password:
Confirm Password:
Username:
Date of Birth:
Country/Region :

Note: Our Account Team will delete your Account permanently if your details above are not received upon receipt of this notification.

It seemed a little fishy to me. First why would G-Mail want my Password and Username? Second, why did this come to only one of my e-mail addresses? So I sent a text to Tigger. ‘Why would G-Mail want my password and username?’ His response: Don’t do it.

When I got home, I showed him the e-mail, he clicked on address details, and it was not sent from G-Mail.

So don’t send anyone your password.

All I need

Is a Starbucks and my iPod touch. No laptop required to post a thoughtful collection of words on my blog. Unfortunately time is required and that I am out of.

Sent from my iPod

Breaking News Alert
The New York Times
Fri, February 11, 2011 — 11:16 AM ET
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Mubarak Steps Down, Ceding Power to Military

President Hosni Mubarak of Egypt turned over all power to the military, and left the Egyptian capital for his resort home in Sharm el-Sheik, Vice President Omar Suleiman announced on state television on Friday.

The announcement, delivered during evening prayers in Cairo, set off a frenzy of celebration, with protesters shouting “Egypt is free!”

The Egyptian military issued a communique pledging to carry out a variety of constitutional reforms in a statement notable for its commanding tone. The military’s statement alluded to the delegation of power to Vice President Omar Suleiman and it suggested that the military would supervise implementation of the reforms.

Read More: New York Times

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Tired

That is the only reason I have for not posting. Not writer’s block, I have all these great ideas. Then I look at my computer, and just don’t have the energy to get it out and turn it on. Yesterday I was home and got an e-mail from the library that my book was in, so I went to the gym, then I went to the library to get the book. I took my computer thinking that would be the perfect opportunity, but the wifi wasn’t working. By the time I packed it up and got home, it was time to get Em.

So tonight, as I was playing with my iPod, I got the idea to write about my favorite apps. Since Verizon now has the iPhone, I will probably be getting one in December. Here are two of my favorite apps.

Groupon (free)
Groupons are coupons you buy online, then print out and take to the company that issued it to redeem it. They are for restaurants, spas, museums, classes, bike riding in Central Park and so on. K and I use them all the time when we go to Manhattan.

This app signs into your Groupon account so you can see what you have, you can sort them by ones close to you or in order of expiration date. You can use the app to redeem the Groupon if you don’t want to print it out. You can also buy the current deal through the app.

Starbucks Card Mobile (free but you need to have a Starbucks card)
This has got to be the coolest app ever. I absolutely love it. If you have a Starbucks card, first you need to register it online. Then you get this app, add your card to it and then you can pay at Starbucks with your iPod or iPhone. After you pay, the app updates and give you your new balance. This is my app, yes I have $80 on my Starbucks card. Don’t judge me, yes I’m addicted. It’s a gold card and everytime I get 15 stars I get a coupon for a free drink. I have received a lot of coupons.

I would say these are my favorites, but I have to also mention I have game apps besides Words with Friends, I have Angry Birds, JewelMagic, Spider Solitaire and Word Warp. I also have the following apps iBooks, Kindle, Kobo.books and Nook for reading e-books. I have apps for Weightwatchers and Chase bank, my iPod keeps me pretty much connected with the world and makes my life easier.

Putting things back together

Last week when I was out, my boss was looking for something on my desk. As a result all the piles of papers on my desk were totally messed up, I had no idea where anything was.

Part of this is my fault of course, I should have filed them instead of stacking them on my desk. It happened like this, I got some in and didn’t have time to take care of them. So I put them in a nice little pile, then the next batch came in, and then I started looking at this growing pile of reports that needed to be logged an filed and it was just overwhelming.

Now I get to try to sort through the mess that my boss left, couldn’t even put things back where he found them! In a sense it is a good thing that now I am forced to take care of all this paperwork, and then I have to get back to writing that permit that I have also put off doing.

And the paperwork my boss was looking for? I had given it to somebody else and they had returned it to me, in my mailbox.

Football is over

Am I sad? No the Packers won, more importantly, the Steelers lost. I came upstairs and Em asked me who it was on the Steelers we didn’t like. I stumbled over his name, ‘Roethlisberger’ after reading all the nicknames given him on Twitter, Em said she thought it was shorter then that, one of the kids said ‘Ben’. Yeah that’s him, the one who should be serving time. I told Em, we could just call him what somebody on Facebook called him, POS misogynist (click to read an excellent post on the meaning of misogyny). Em laughed and admitted she didn’t know what POS meant, I laughed and said, “Well it doesn’t mean Point of Sale!”

So do I care about the Super Bowl? No, I don’t give a fuck about football. I am looking forward to the next big holiday, Valentines Day. Or as it is more commonly known in our household, the first day of Spring Training. Go Yankees! Time to fire up the other blog and get serious. It is going to be a great year. I promise.

Why does my tummy hurt?

Friday (yesterday) Em came to meet me at Sabrina’s because she had broken a nail and needed it fixed. All of my nails had to be removed and redone because I had broken them when I fell. After the nail appointment we went down to Maria Tash because Em’s earring was in.

Em and I wandered around for awhile looking for a restaurant to have dinner in. She had her Groupon’s with her and we were trying it find someplace downtown to eat. The first place was a bar/pub/grill sort of place, it was happy hour and so was packed, we left. She had a couple of places to go, one said ‘Reservations Required’, but it was close so we stopped and they showed us to a table.

The food was billed as North African. The tables were so close together I felt like we were sitting on top of the other diners. This lady at the table next to us, every time I looked over at her she have me a look. I almost said to her, “Lady I’m almost sitting on top of you, where do you want me to look?” We were in an alcove, the waiters had to sidle in to get to the tables. The food was worth it. To a point.

We had an appetizer, toasted pita bread with dips, hummus, fava beans and yogurt with cucumbers (blech – don’t like cucumbers, Em loved it), Em tried the hummus (she liked it so much she made me buy some for her today), she got these chicken appetizer things, wrapped up with almonds, I got a veggie burger, black beans, eggplant and portobello mushrooms. I couldn’t eat it as a burger, had to eat it with my fork and it fell apart.

Then at 2 a.m., I had the worst stomachache ever. I don’t know if it was the beans, the hummus, too much of all that, or the beer I had on the way home. Beer doesn’t usually affect me this way, at least not if it’s the beer I’m used to. But I was sitting here thinking I needed to write something, and I can’t think of anything because my tummy is hurting so bad. But the food was really yummy. The waiter was slightly creepy.

That is all, says she.

My thumb still hurts.