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While the utterance “I was standing in a que” inspires some level of existential examination for the bi-lingual, please, an additional ‘ue’ makes all the difference.
As mentioned earlier, Lauren and I volunteered at Urban Roots’ acre at the Helping Hands farm in East Austin, right under the take-off path of AUS.
We woke up around eight and headed out to East Austin. The acre is on the east side of the highway right near a bit of a heavy interchange, as such we passed it. A few miles later it seemed like we had gone too far, so we doubled back. We found the entry street and missed the second turn (agh); but, at last we found the right path and the acre.
We were greeted by some of the energetic youth interns and, after signing in and getting a name sticker, we were guided out to a section of the field headed by our crew boss, Vivian. Lauren and I were initially tasked to help trellis tomatoes. Trellis fabrication is pretty easy. You take a long spool of twine and tie it to an anchored metal post. You then weave the twine through the plants and then then pull it taut; do it backwards with a counter-weave and tie it off.
In so doing this you encourage tomatoes, a vine, and encourage them to hang or dangle off / over the supporting twine. Do this a few more times and violà, you have created a rope trellis. I was then paired up for some more trellising with one of the youth interns, Anthony and we had a great time discussing guitars and amps and we wove through the trellis. At the end the inter-row paths were clear of tomatoes and the plants were looking healthy.
After that we headed over to another row and did some pruning, removing dead branches and pest-destroyed tomatoes. It was sad to have to see animal-destroyed vegetation be be destroyed, but that is simply part of the game when it comes to an organically / sustainably run farm. Although as I tossed them aside I had to think that at least I knew that it wasn’t salmonella-laced. But all was not for waste, for a third row was ready for harvest so I and another volunteer, Rob, searched for stealth beauties ( buried at the bottom of the vine ), plucked winners, and tossed a few mushy losers aside.
I was thankful for my gen-yoo-wine, wide-brimmed, Salvadorean cowboy hat as a protection from the 90-degree sun and humidity. Oddly, though, it wasn’t completely debilitating. There was a nice breeze and as we wound up I felt a definitive sense of pride for having braved the Texas summer to produce great food that I don’t have to worry about feeding my loved ones. Lauren, freshly injected with TEXAS PRIDE ®, opined that the ability to withstand withering heat, while doing the same stuff that everyone else in the world does, but with that freaking burning ball of fury beating on you, gives you an extra inch of height and a hypodermic shot of badassitude-D. Although some people have a glandular disorder that turns an injection of badassitude-D into full-blown delusion.
And even now, ripening on my counter sit two delicious, organic tomatoes ready to go into a Lauren frittata.
I leave you with Guy Clark:
Ain’t nothin’ in the world that I like better
Than bacon & lettuce & homegrown tomatoes
Up in the mornin’ out in the garden
Get you a ripe one don’t get a hard one
Plant `em in the spring eat `em in the summer
All winter with out `em’s a culinary bummer
I forget all about the sweatin’ & diggin’
Everytime I go out & pick me a big one
Homegrown tomatoes homegrown tomatoes
What’d life be without homegrown tomatoes
Only two things that money can’t buy
That’s true love & homegrown tomatoes
What? You don’t know what “223 872245489” means?
Guess what, I didn’t know what this meant either:
The alphabetical phone number must have been a marvel back in the day when Ma Bell leased you a phone, but in the age of cell phones where price and button real-estate is at a premium, I found myself baffled as to how to call. Why? My phone doesn’t put the alphabet on the buttons; nor does the screen simulation have them.
Why would you not make the image hot-clickable to a real number? Or under the FAQ list the phone number as something besides the alphabetical number? I understand on the front you want to keep a consistent “hey we’re easy to call” thing going on — but somewhere, give me the freakin’ digits already. I suspect this is one of those arguments that a design person had to suffer, and lose, to some marketing guy:
DESIGNER: “But it’s not usable. How will people call us if they need to”
MARKETING APPARATCHIK: “They will dial 800-2REVIEW”
D: “Right, but say they need the number”
MA: “They will dial 800-2REVIEW”
D: “Yes but you see there’s no numbers there, you might not be able to dial it on a phone”
MA: “Sure you can, just dial 800-2REVIEW”
D: “But can’t we put the digits there somewhere”
MA: “Why would they need that, they can dial 800-2REVIEW”
D: “Sometimes the people, they like to see the numbers, you know: people with visual impairment, for example, or say their phone doesn’t have the letters on it”
MA: : “Why would a phone not have letters on it”
D: “Dunno, I hear some people use cell phones”
MA: : “Well, we’re not going to let their defective phones ruin our consistent marketing image”
D: “But…”
By the way, here’s what 223 872245489 translates to:
| 2 | 2 | 3 | 8 | 7 | 2 | 2 | 4 | 5 | 4 | 8 | 9 | |
| B | A | D | U | S | A | B | I | L | I | T | Y |
I’ve been away a while because I’ve been working very hard on migrating my legacy application. After hours and hours of punching a way in Vim, Perl, M4(!), and making screencasts the last thing I wanted to do was come home and type some more.
The interesting thing is that some of the work that I have done is able to be discussed in a public forum, so I’ll actually be able to show not just tell.
In all this typing of late, I’ve been using the vim editor for many, many hours. Given that the MacBook Pro seems to be the de rigeur tool for the modern hacker, has anyone come up with a solution on how to avoid this problem:
When using vim I always hit F1 when I move to strike the Escape key. After a few hours of typing it dawns on me “Hey, why is my screen so dark?”.
Sorry, that poorly-rendered text says “Danger Zone between ESC and Screen Dim”
Lauren and I will be volunteering at Urban Gardens this weekend from 0930 - 1200. If you’re interested in coming along ( plus seeing me in a giant genuine Honduran straw hat ), let me know.
[To Sejanus] “A small mind and unlimited ambition without scruple can destroy a country of clever men.”
