Jul 272004
 

I thought about getting a few shares of Google during its IPO, but no way am I dropping a C-note and change for one measly share. Didn’t we learn our lesson from the dot com bust a few years ago? I’m a big fan of Google, but all this manufactured hype and outrageously priced stocks smells suspiciously like 1999.
I’m back in my old wheelchair again. The ventilator tray on the new chair is screwing up the chair’s balance, causing it to tip whenever I turn and the wheels to spin in place when I try to go backwards. Not cool. I’m a little frustrated with the supply company for not doing a better job of addressing these problems before I took the chair home and discovered them on my own. They’re promising to fix it next week, but they don’t sound too confident. The chair is a very new model and nobody has ever tried to put a vent tray on it before now. Which makes me the proverbial guinea pig, which in turn is a proverbial pain in the ass.
One advantage of having an All-In-Wonder card is that I can throw up a see-through window that doesn’t cover up the underlying workspace. I have CNN right now and Kennedy just finished speaking. I think that’s the first time I’ve heard Bush’s name mentioned during the convention. The best speech I’ve heard so far is Bill Clinton’s. He illustrated the differences between the Democratic and Republican agendas with shrewdness and panache. You want tax breaks for the wealthy and more debt burden on your kids? Vote Republican. You want better health care coverage for your kids and budget surpluses? Vote Democratic.

Jul 262004
 

Dante should have created a separated level of Hell for comment spammers. I got hit with over 400 spams yesterday. I’m seriously contemplating taking out a contract to find these scumsacks and introduce them to the joys of ventilator-assisted breathing. I saw that the creator of MT-Blacklist won the award for best plug-in for Moveable Type 3.0, which gives me hope that better protection may soon be available to ward off the evildoers of capitalism.
Seth Shostak at the SETI Institute thinks that we will discover a radio signal from another intelligent civilization within the next 25 years. And with any luck, my computer will be the one to find it. It’s fun to contemplate the effects of such a discovery on society. After the initial freak-out, I wonder if it would be kind of anti-climactic. After all, any response we sent would take decades, if not centuries, to get there. And that’s assuming we would even be able to decipher their message. Still, a lot of organized religions would have to seriously reevaluate their cosmologies. But I bet a lot of adherents would simply refuse to believe such a discovery, no matter how much evidence you shoved in their faces. It would be Evolution vs. Creationism, Part Deux.

Jul 252004
 

I like the title of the next Star Wars sequel: Revenge of the Sith. It has a sort of old school ring to it. I wasn’t a big fan of the first title’s obscurity and the second’s B-movie cheesiness. Let’s just hope the actual film doesn’t suck.
Back to work tomorrow. It’s been a good week off and the upcoming week looks to be busy as well, with a few Kerry-related events and my mom and sister coming to visit Wednesday. And I need to get back to the book. The summer is slipping away much faster than I would like.

Jul 242004
 

For those of you who have requested Kerry buttons and stickers, they are coming. This week has been tremendously busy and I haven’t been able to sit down and stuff envelopes. But I should be able to get them out next week.
Yesterday was a lot of fun. Saw The Bourne Supremacy, a good old-fashioned spy movie. I don’t think I saw one CGI shot in the whole film. Some may find the plot a bit labyrinthine, but I enjoy movies that require the audience to pay attention. Then we had dinner at The Local, an Irish pub on Nicollet Mall. The weather has been unseasonably dry and pleasant over the last few days, which meant that we could eat outside in comfort.
The Minneapolis City Council has passed a smoking ban for bars and restaurants that takes effect next March. And it’s about time. I’m looking forward to going out and not coming home smelling like an ashtray. The smokers will probably whine some nonsense about their civil rights, but I am of the opinion that public health trumps anyone’s right to suck on a noxious mixture of tar and tobacco and exhale the fumes in my vicinity.

Jul 232004
 

Ack! I’m officially over 30. I woke up feeling decidedly less cool than I did yesterday. Before you know it, I’ll be watching the Nightly News with Tom Brokaw and wearing cardigan sweaters. I think my friend has some birthday mischief planned, so we’ll be departing soon. And I also have to spend the iTunes gift certificate my sister so generously provided me. And last night my nursing staff threw a little party for me, which was quite nice. Who knows what the year will hold for me. The readership for the blog has been inching up steadily and it would be great if that continues. Work is going very well and finally feel like I’m doing the kind of stuff I always wanted to do. A little romance would be welcome, but I’m in no rush. And the book is slowly but surely moving towards completion. In other words, life is good.
While I’m out, take a look at this spoof on “This Land.” It’s been circulating on the Net for some time, but it’s brilliant and I had to give it a plug here.

Jul 222004
 

Ah, Dennis, we knew ye too well. The Kissing Bandit has decided to give up the ghost and endorse Kerry. It’s nice of him to concede before the convention, giving his two (or is it three?) delegates the opportunity to quietly switch their Kucinich pins for Kerry pins. And they did manage to get a few words changed in the party platform regarding the war. I might even watch his speech at the convention. But I still want some written assurances from the guy that he won’t accost any more people with disabilities without their express written permission.
I’m waiting for the wheelchair guy to come fix my chair. He said he would be here in fifteen minutes. That was an hour ago. And I still need to take a shower, but I can’t because the guy might show up any second. I’m not a morning person to begin with and this isn’t improving my mood.

Jul 212004
 

Wired has an article about individuals who take it upon themselves to make websites more accessible for people with visual impairments. And then get promptly sued or fired for their transgressions. You would think that most companies would be aware of accessibility guidelines for web design by now, but as in architecture, some people remain oblivious to best practices.
My wheelchair has finally arrived. It needed some minor tweaking after I brought it home. The torque was out of whack and the chair would rock back and forth anytime I tried to turn around. Felt like I was riding a bucking steer. That’s been fixed, but the footrest is too high and my feet cramp if I leave them there too long. Getting a new chair is a little like getting a new car. It takes a little getting used to after you take it home from the dealership.

Jul 202004
 

Maybe I can talk Charles into flying back next month when Doom III is released. I’m curious to see whether it will live up to the hype, but I think I’ll survive even if I don’t get to play it. I’m probably fulfilling my annual quota of computer-game-playing during this week. It’s so much nicer to sit back and order someone else around: “Go left! No, right! Shoot!” Much less strain on the neck. But I find that I still get bored with multi-player options in games. My friend has been playing a lot of multi-player Halo and it just seems repetitive. I guess I prefer games that are driven by a cohesive storyline. And in single-player games, you don’t have annoying 14-year-olds with monikers like “Fartmonkey” and “Butt Pirate” running around and calling everyone “faggot.” There’s something about on-line games that brings out a homoerotic streak in young men.

Jul 192004
 

Yesterday, Charles and I were watching an episode of MST3K that I hadn’t seen before and there was a scene…well, you kind of had to be there, but it had me laughing so hard I had to make a conscious effort to remember to breathe. When I’m really laughing (not a polite ha-ha but the kind of laughter that borders on delirium), I don’t make a sound. Instead, tears run down my face and I’m basically a mess. Some people have mistaken that look of mine for one of intense pain, but people who know me well don’t get too excited when I get like that, as long as I’m not turning blue.
Tomorrow: the new wheelchair. Finally.

Jul 182004
 

Anybody want some really cool Kerry 2004 disability-themed campaign buttons? It has the universal wheelchair icon with “John Kerry” spelled out in American Sign Language. I’m selling them for $2 apiece as part of fundraising efforts for the local Kerry/Edwards Disability Steering Committee. If you would like one, send me $2 via PayPal to msiegel1@mn.rr.com. I’ll cover postage and I’ll even throw in a free bumper sticker with the same design. All the cool gimps will be accessorizing with them this fall. And if you can’t afford the $2, let me know and I’ll still send you stuff. I’m all about spreading the meme.