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Misc

Something to Think About

The boy has misplaced his winter jacket. We’ve searched all of the obvious places, but no reward has materialized yet. We’ve been trying to get him to think of the last place he wore it or brought it, but we might as well be trying to teach string to braid itself. With the Winter coming, you’d think he’d at least be a little interested in finding it. Rather, he seems resigned to the fact that it’s gone. He probably figures “Mom and Dad will just buy me a new one.”

Which brings me to the school’s “Lost and Found” barrel. We searched it this morning in the hopes of his jacket turning up. Once again, no luck. But what really struck me was *how full that barrel was”. It was overflowing with clothing. Jackets, pants, gloves, hats, umbrellas, a football, shirts. Everything. An entire 55-gallon barrel filled to over-flowing with clothing. I couldn’t even wager a guess at the number.

A teacher came up to me to ask if we wanted help. I responded with my astonishment at the shear number of articles of clothing, and she said it had already been filled once and emptied and that it would likely be filled again.

None of that stuff registered to any of their owners as missing. Does no one think to come look in the Lost and Found? Or is just that no one cares.

A pair of pants: “He has plenty of others.”

A pair of pink mittens: “We’ll just buy her new ones…”

Such waste. And the kids don’t care because no one takes the time to teach the lesson.

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Dictionary

A New Word

Constructions,” one the lass has been using for a while now.

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Computers

Say what?

I read [Engadget’s comparison][1] between the Nook Tablet and the Kindle Fire and that’s what I thought when I read their conclusion that the Fire best the Tablet. Up to that point, they gave the Tablet an edge in form factor, performance, display, reading and specs. The only thing that gave the Fire an edge was Amazon’s cloud services. Even there, with Hulu Plus, Netflix and Pandora the tablet isn’t exactly blown away by the Fire. Despite all that, they prefer the Fire. Again, say what?

For my part, I was in the area and stopped by a Barnes and Noble to checkout the Nook Tablet. The nickel version of my impressions are- I liked it. A lot. Almost bought it on the spot. If it weren’t for my unusual ability to resist technology products (despite my enthusiasm for technology and computers), I probably would’ve brought one home. Then spent the evening trying to justify it to the Wife.

Anyway, if interested, read on after the break for more details.

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Computers

Amazon Disappoints

While out and about today, I stopped at a Staples on the chance they’d have a Kindle Fire to check out. Somewhat to my pleasant surprise, they did have the Fire there to play with.

But even more to my disappointment was that the unit was a demo. No, not just a demo unit, a demo period. The only interaction with it was through some kind of flash application that simulated their UI that I’ve been reading about. But I couldn’t launch browse or really try anything else. What’s more, I couldn’t figure out a way to break out of the app to just get to the raw Fire functionality.

A salesperson came over and I asked him if it was possible. He verified that it was not and when I replied that was extremely lame, he agreed. He’d even tried to figure out how to shut down the app so that people could actually use the device, like the other tablets they had on sale there. But to no avail.

I left at that point, since there was no way I’d purchase a Fire without the ability to actually exercise it. Perhaps I’m just being persnickety. But it struck as extremely poor marketing on Amazon’s part.

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Family

3 Links

Via Ann Althouse, an article about children and play.

Ann wants a policy definition of play. The article she links is about how allowing kids to play isn’t a high enough priority. My takeaway? “Self-Initiated Cognitive Activity”- a.k.a “play.” If only it made for a nifty acronym, it would be perfect.

Next, via Glenn Reynolds, some video whether spanking is abuse.

I’ll parrot Glenn’s pithy answer- no, it isn’t. The confusion is because people opposed to spanking equate it with hitting. It’s not. It’s a physical correction. Spanking isn’t about hurting, it’s about teaching. For those who think otherwise, I offer the following (true) story.

I had cooked up some pizza for dinner and set the pans on the table after they came out of the oven. The lass (she was probable 2 or so, at the time) was sitting down and I told her “Don’t touch the pan, OK? It will hurt you.” I had just turned my back to go get drinks when I heard her yell out and start crying. I turned around and she was holding her finger- she had touched the pan. I picked her up, took her to the sink and started running cold water over it while the Wife took an ice cube out for me to hold on the spot. I said to the lass “I’ll bet you’ll never to that again.” She nodded through tears. And she hasn’t.

So clearly, pain can be useful as a teacher.

I’ll also add that as kids get older, the number of pressure points increases as they develop their preferences like TV, Wii, aversion to early bed times, etc. Thus, the utility of spanking decreases quickly as they grow up.

And finally, Kevin Drum talks about “early intervention”.

My first thought about this is- you guys needed a study to know that neglect of a child at an early age stunts their growth? Isn’t this obvious?

He wants to spend more money on the problem. Of course he does. Because spending money on problems is universally shown to solve those problems all the time. Do I have to link some of Kevin’s own posts about the effectiveness of all the money we’re spending on education to support my point?

Look, I’ll say “Kevin, all the more power to you” if he wants to go and start up some foundation that raises money and distributes it to day cares around the country or something. Good. Great even. Heck, I’d even be fine with targeting more of the money we do spend towards early intervention. But he needs to do a better job of convincing me the problem is widespread enough to justify the kind of response he’s advocating. He has a link to purportedly demonstrate this, but all I get is a post where the author says “experts say.” Feh. Show me some data and your work.

For that matter, why not just advocate against day care more? It is possible to choose to stay home and raise kids you know. Even Dads can do it.

A final, observation. Just because.

What struck me about these 3 links is how they all deal with “extremes”: too much spanking is abuse; neglect is unhealthy for kids; no to time to play is unhealthy for kids. And all 3 try to convince the audience that their extreme has to be dealt with and the sooner the better. But none really provide any real evidence that their problem is becoming endemic, or even on the rise. It’s just that someone did some research and found a “bad” thing to advocate against. Even then, what they’re advocating for is hardly novel. I certainly can’t imagine anyone advocating for this stuff. Yet, something needs to be done in their mind.

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Misc

NCAA Going in the Hotseat

Deadspin received a tip the NCAA would rather they not have, I’m sure. They (Deadspin) has downloaded and posted the last 5 years worth of NCAA financial statements. I haven’t combed through them myself, but the folks at Deadspin have and found the NCAA made $24 million in profit in 2008 for starters. Guess it’s good to be the NCAA- less so to play for them.

I think it’ll get a little tougher for them to justify their actions regarding student-athletes whom try to make a little extra on the side.

Wonder what else will be found?

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Family

A Letter to Santa- Follow-up

Not to be outdone, the lass decided to color a picture and address it to Santa. (I chose not to scan that one in because her name was too prominent a part of the picture.) Both kids then decided to leave it out on the fireplace in the hopes Santa would stop by and pick them up. They wanted some assurance that he would, in fact, show up to get the letters.

I told them that it wasn’t even Thanksgiving yet and Santa was busy preparing for Christmas already, so I didn’t think he’d be stopping by to pick them up. The kids decided to give it a try anyway, but at least they were prepared.

The boy was the first to notice that their pictures were gone this morning. In their place, a piece of green licorice and a red mint had been left. Apparently, Dads don’t know everything.

And the legend of Santa grows a bit more.

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Family

A Letter To Santa

The boy drew a picture:

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You can see who it’s for. But wait! There’s more!

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Family

Nice Moments in Parenting

The boy comes over to me with his homework paper and hands it to me. It’s math homework. At the top is a picture of a train with 11 cars and the boy has numbered them accordingly. Underneath the train is written “5+5=10”; presumably as an example for how to use the cars in the train to help with the addition. The boy has crossed this out and drawn an arrow to another spot where he wrote “5+6=11”.

He then says “Dad, this is wrong. There are 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 cars here and 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 cars here and that makes 11, not 10. Also, I don’t get the question at the bottom.”

So the boy thinks the equation is supposed to match the cars in the train, but it doesn’t- so he’s right. But he’s wrong because “5+5” does, in fact, equal 10. I know math is different nowadays, but it can’t be that different. So I take some time to explain that the train is just there to help with adding and I demonstrate it like someone would use there fingers to help with addition. After initially sticking to his guns, he finally agrees and asks, “So I don’t have to cross that out?” I shake my head and he takes the paper away and erases his “correction.”.

He then returns and asks me about the question at the bottom. The question is “What pattern do you see in the sums above?” The “sums above” are all answers to math problems where a number is added to itself, e.g. “1+1”, “4+4”, “7+7”. The answer is obvious to me, but I can’t just tell it to him.

I begin by saying “Well, what do all the numbers have in common?”

“They’re all less than 14?” he asks hopefully.

I point to one of the problems that reads “9+9” (he got the right answer) and say “Nope.”

“Oh yeah, there’s 16 too” he points to “8+8” and corrects himself. He thinks for a couple more seconds and then says “Uhhh, they’re all doubles?”

Pretty sure that he means all the problems involve adding a number to itself, I answer “Yes, but that’s not it. The question is about your answers. What else?”

Now he gets a little frustrated and furrows his brow. Then he gets distracted by his sister. I give him a moment, figuring he’s puzzling it out. Finally, his attention returns to the homework, but he doesn’t have any other ideas.

“What numbers are missing in the answers?” I ask.

Then the light bulb goes on and he gets a smile on his face. “OH! They’re all EVEN numbers.”

I returned his smile, tousled his hair and handed him the paper. He wrote his answer down:

“Ther an all even numbers.”

A parent’s work is never done.

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Computers

All Hopes on the Nook Tablet

Reading this review of Amazon’s Kindle Fire, it would seem my best bet for a tablet in the short term rests with the Nook Tablet. My overall impression from reading the review is “you get what you pay for.” It almost sounds like the Fire is about the equivalent of the Nook Color performance wise, with some pretty annoying UI deficiencies in addition. I’ll still be curious to play with it, but I’m now thinking either the Tablet will be the way to go or the way to go will be to wait.

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Family

Elbow Update

Here’s pretty much the exact brace I’ve got for the time being. The hinge has a lock switch to immobilize the elbow completely, in addition to a couple of “stops” to limit the range of motion of my elbow. For the first couple of days with it I tried to pull sweatshirts and the like over it. But it’s too much of a hassle and I’m just wearing short sleeves now until the brace comes off.

My PT has started as well. For the moment, all that consists of is range of motion exercises and working on some of the scar tissue. I’ve got nice golf ball sized wad right under the incision in the crook of my elbow. It kind of looks like an alien has taken residence there. At least it won’t be fatal if something does pop out of there.

One final note: the lass was initially very impressed with the brace. She particularly like the “thermometer” where the hinge is. The Wife and I had to explain to her it measures a different kind of “degrees” than temperature.

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Computers

Liking the Nook

The tablet market really hasn’t interested me to this point. But lately, I’ve started thinking a small “on immediately” device for browsing and reading in general would be nice. A stop at Best Buy revealed no shortage of options to select from; which was a surprise to me. My impressions from what I noted online was the options were pretty slim. I was clearly mistaken in the shear number sense. Although I wasn’t wrong in the cost sense- I think the least expensive tablet I looked at was $300+. A bit more than I’m willing to pay for how I see it being used.

Which brings me to the other tablet I looked at, the Nook Color. Overall, I had a very favorable impression. The interface was simple enough that in the short time I played with it at the demo counter, I felt pretty comfortable using it. Unlike a number of the other tablets I tried, there were no “hiccups” like trying to launch an app and nothing happening, or getting confused by the navigation buttons. The Nook a single hardware button a la the iPad/iPhone/iPod, and then a soft button that dead center on the screen just above that button. Using those two buttons, moving around is easy to figure out.

It had a nice heft to it and fit comfortably in my hand. I was a little surprised that it weighs under a pound, but that’s probably a good thing. The other thing I was pleasantly surprised by was the utility of the 7″ screen. Not having done any in-person research previously, I’d just assumed that the conventional wisdom about 7″ displays (too small) was correct. Having actually played with the Nook Color now, I’d say that assessment is incorrect. I had no trouble reading the display (even with small font sizes) with the device at arm’s length. The Color’s picture quality was excellent as well.

My only criticism would be there was a general sluggish feel to the operation, particularly the browser. The fella behind the counter felt the problem was the WiFi at the store. I’m not so sure about that assessment.

At $200, the Color was by far the best buy I saw out there for tablets. That said, I didn’t get one for the obvious reason- the Kindle Fire and the Nook Tablet are yet to come out. If the Tablet is just a faster version of the Color, and based on the specs that seems likely, it just might be worth the extra $50. But I won’t know that until I get a chance to play with it.

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Family

Don’t Feed the Monster

The lass was chugging along fine this morning. Despite getting up a little after 6 (on a Saturday!) to start getting ready for hockey practice, she was basically cheerful and agreeable. She’d eaten her breakfast without much drama and even managed to put most of her hockey gear on herself. It actually seemed like the stars had aligned for an uneventful morning.

Which is really the point where we should have realized such was not the case. Because sure enough, after getting through all the “hard” stuff, she hit her stumbling block at being unable to find her sneakers.

She looked. In that characteristic way any kid “looks” for a missing something. Namely, she rushed around swinging her head back and forth fast enough to give an observer whiplash, screaming in a highly irritated (and irritating) whine “I can’t FIIIIIIIND IIIIIT!” She blew by me at mach one, then up the stairs to further search.

Eventually, she did find them. But that wasn’t the end of it. Her antics grew ridiculous enough that I decided to mosey over to further assess the situation.

Basically, she didn’t want to put her shoes on. She wanted it done for her.

It was at that point that, simultaneously, the Wife declared “I’m going to wait in the car” and I simply turned around and walked away. Thus, depriving her of the one thing she wanted at the moment- an audience.

As I headed back down to my computer in the basement, I heard a growl of frustration, the door open and close and then quiet. After a couple of minutes, I wandered back upstairs and she was gone. She was off to hockey.

As hard and unnatural as it may seem at any given moment in the heat of battle, doing nothing really can be an effective counter measure to a kid’s tantrum. I’ve been sucked into many a drama, arguing with the irrational mindset that kid’s frequent. Thinking back on them, it’s remarkable the number of times where I’ve finally thrown in the towel and walked away, only to have the kid finally acquiesce to reality and finish whatever simple task we’d asked of them. Once I’d recognized the pattern, I began skipping to the conclusion. Lo and behold, I’d got the same result. Though every now and again, the boy or the lass will reciprocate and just sit there, waiting for me to re-engage. It’d be too easy if “doing nothing” was a one-size fits all solution.

I can only assume that on some level, there’s a need for some kind of emotional gratification. Perhaps it’s as simple as “misery loves company.” Since we, as parents, ask them to do things that they don’t necessarily want to they choose to kvetch to make us pay for our impertinence. Perhaps it’s just a game.

Luckily, as parents, it’s one we can simply choose not to play.

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Football

Paterno- A Qualifed Defense

Here, by Joe Posnanski. Probably as good a take as you can find. Mr. Posnanski is writing a biography on Paterno. It should be a fascinating read.

My final word on Paterno is, well, more about the coverage actually. While I agree he erred badly, I cannot agree at all with growing number of commenters whom consider him an accomplice. The facts do not support that assertion in the slightest.

Actually, I lied. My final word is, I hope the worst of this story is over.

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Football

Paterno Fired

No need for a link as it’s all over the sports news currently, as any football fan would expect. While there’s still a part of me that’s lingers in the disappointed region of emotion, it’s dwarfed by a combination of logic and anger.

Let there be know doubt, this is what had to happen. Paterno’s failure was too great at a time when a 10-year old boy needed someone, anyone, to do the right thing. Paterno could have been running the most crooked, 3-ring circus in history, but if he does the right thing on that night, those transgressions would have paled in comparison to this 1 right that he did. Life constantly throws tests at us and not all of them are as important as others. This test was one Paterno, and McQueary, couldn’t afford to fail. But they failed spectacularly, as well as who ever the administrators were who knew and also did nothing.

Everything that’s happening now to them they earned. Everything Sandusky did after that day they are culpable for- may it haunt them until the end of their days. Even as recently as yesterday, I was hesitant to think this; but the conclusion is inescapable that 46 years of good service Paterno and McQueary squandered in one night with one stupid, selfish, unforgivable decision. I would have preferred hearing about an academic scandal to this travesty.

And to be clear, McQueary needs to be gone as well, as well as anyone else involved who knew. Even then, the cost to them is not really enough. Not when measured against the price those boys paid.

I say all this as a former, rock solid fan of Paterno and his football program. No more.

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Football

Paterno Retiring

No link- as I saw it over at ESPN’s site, but I don’t care to link it because of the various opinions being thrown around about Paterno. I don’t have all my thoughts together about it, personally, because the reports are all white-hot emotion and short on fact. The main one Paterno is getting beaten over the head with is that the abuse was brought to his attention and he did what he was supposed to, but no more. I’m still not sure what the “more” was supposed to be at this point. That’s not to say he couldn’t have done more- I’m waiting for more info at this point before I pass judgment.

That said, based on the reports, Sandusky has much to answer for and, assuming he is guilty, I like to think there’s a special place in hell waiting for him.

One other thing- not that I’ve seen anything like this yet, but anyone upset with the 8 victims for tarnishing Penn State really need to check their priorities. At this point, whatever wounds Penn State suffers are entirely self-inflicted.

UPDATE:

Ann Althouse has been following the case and appears to have read the Grand Jury report. She says:

In case you’ve forgotten, the story Paterno heard – according to the grand jury report – was that McQueary, a graduate assistant coach, saw “a naked boy about 10 years old ‘with his hands up against the wall, being subjected to anal intercourse by a naked Sandusky.'”

At which point, Paterno reported things up the power structure at Penn State, but did not go to the police. The only justification I can think for why they wouldn’t have gone to the police is, they were shocked into complacency. But at some point, you recover from it and the right thing to do is act. Beyond the barest minimum, McQueary and Paterno did not act. It’s hard to find any defense for Paterno or McQueary.

I’ve always been a fan of Paterno and probably will continue to be, but it will always be with an asterisk now. He really did fail me here. Of all the coaches out there that I’d expect to do the right thing, it would be him. He did not- and it’s very disappointing to admit that.

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Family

Refreshed- Mostly

The boy wasn’t feeling well last night, so I had him go to bed early in hopes of heading off whatever might have been taking hold. The lass went to bed at her usual bed time of 8 o’clock.

When they were all squared away, I came downstairs, sat down on the couch, closed my eyes…

… and woke up at 10:30 with that fuzzy feeling. Realizing my night was basically over, I quickly went about my usual pre-sleep rituals, then laid down again for the night’s sleep.

I’m feeling much better this morning. Unfortunately, I can’t say the same for the boy, whom woke up in a bit worse shape than when he went to sleep last night. At least the early bedtime worked for one of us.

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Family

Tutoring

I got hired as a physics tutor for a student today at a local high school. It’s allegedly AP physics, and it all looks familiar to me. I spent the afternoon going through a problem set and refreshing myself on how to solve these kinds of problems. It slowly came back to me, but I’ll probably need to keep working through it.

The most amusing thing for me, personally, was the tangible sense of relief that the people involved felt when I told them I felt up to the task of helping the student. I can only assume their prospects were so poor that they were just glad to have found anyone willing to step up to the plate.

I have to get fingerprinted for a background check, then I’ll be good to go. I won’t be hanging up my spurs as “The Stay At Home Dad” anytime soon though. But it’ll be nice to earn a little something extra, whatever it ends up being.

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Family

No- You Don’t Get to Stay Up Longer

With Daylight Savings ending this morning, we turned all the clocks back. The boy immediately set to trying to twist it to his advantage. That’s what happens when a 7-year old becomes an “expert” at telling time.

“So, really, it won’t be 8 o’clock until it’s 9, so we can stay up until 9 now, right?”

I guess I have to give him credit for grasping the monkeying around of the time. I then explained that, no, it really is 8 o’clock now. Everyone’s clocks have been adjusted, so there’s no “understanding” that everything is off by an hour.

He stuck to his guns, insisting that 9 o’clock is really 8 o’clock.

I finally trumped him when I noted that sure, fine, time is off by an hour today from normal; but, after today, there aren’t anymore adjustments, so 8 o’clock really is 8 o’clock after today. Besides which, he’s still going to bed at the new 8 o’clock today.

He finally relented. It was about time.

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Family

A Hectic Schedule

Today:

  • 8:00AM: hockey practice for the lass
  • 9:00AM: hockey practice for the boy
  • 10:30AM: soccer practice for the lass
  • 2:30PM: soccer game for the boy

Tomorrow:

  • 1:00PM: hockey practice for the lass
  • 2:10PM: hockey practice for the boy
  • Sometime tomorrow afternoon, the Wife leaves for a business trip

Upcoming Week: school (obviously), karate(2x), dance, hockey, possibly cub scouts, physical therapy (up to 3x), meeting for tutoring position, vacation day on Friday (Veterans Day)

Actually, before writing it down it seemed worse; although, there’s still a fair amount of running around. It always seems to work out that way.

Somewhere in there I’m going to have to work in some time for a 16-ounce curl. Or two.