My life in early October -- 10/06/08

I grabbed a train into New York City yesterday morning and spent the afternoon with Adam & Leah and grandsons Sam and Milo. Nancy was still concerned about getting that much exercise on her left foot -- she's recovered nicely from her bunion surgery but a full day on her feet at school can still leave her with some discomfort in her left foot, so she's going to wait until November to venture into Manhatten. Since it was just me going in, I took Amtrack. (It is very hand to have an Amtrak station just a few miles from our house but buying multiple tickets adds up quickly, so usually if more than one of us is going, we drive about halfway there -- usually to Milford, CT -- park at the train station there and take the MetroNorth train instead. That's a lot cheaper. Yeah, gasoline is more expensive this year, but so are Amtrak fares.)

So here's a picture of Leah holding Milo yesterday. Milo is fourteen months old and chatters away, talking and talking. We have no idea what language he is speaking, but when he does decide to speak English we're sure he will start right off making speeches. He's a really happy and mellow kid who smiles and laughs a lot.

In mid-afternoon Adam and Sam and I went over to Brooklyn (walking to catch the F train at the Broadway station -- Sam is an expert on the N.Y. subway system) to see the Atlantic Antic street festival (10 blocks of Atlantic Avenue closed to traffic and filled with food and music and dance, etc.

In addition, the New York Transit Museum was putting on a display of city buses ranging from such oldies as a double-decker bus from the 1930s (a verision of the one used in London at that time) through various buses from the 40s, 50s, and 60s, etc., down to the latest modern bus and a new prototype double-decker bus currently being tested.

They also had areas where kids could take a rectangular cardboard box, draw and write on it, and then (after the college-age girls running the bus art booth taped two sets of axles with wheels on the bottom) could drive them around on a table that was fixed up to look like two or three blocks of streets. Sam had a good time decorating his bus.

And then back down into the subway system to take the A train to Penn Station to catch Amtrack back to Rhode Island...

In a previous entry I mentioned that Jill and Eli and I finally put together a weight bench that I had purchased before summer had begun... so here are two photographs... for no particular reason...

One that Jill took of Eli and me at the beginning of the construction process...

Here's Jill tightening a bolt.

The only problem is that I never stopped to think that this bench is designed for olympic size weights and the weights I have are standard size -- that is, the hole in the center of an "olympic" weight is bigger than a "standard" one, so my old weights won't fit for doing leg lifts, etc. I'll have to pick up some (watch for a good sale).

A Meme!

This was on Louphoria's page this morning (she got it from Gordo). Hereís what you do:
  • Grab the nearest book.
  • Open the book to page 56.
  • Find the fifth sentence.
  • Post the text of the next two to five sentences in your journal along with these instructions
  • Donít dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.
The closest book was Adobe Flash CS3 Professional How-Tos; 100 Essential Techniques by Mark Schaeffer (Adobe Press, 2008)... and page 56, fifth sentence, yada-yada....
Flash developers often refer to instances as symbols, as in "Let's remove that symbol from the Stage," but that's just shorthand. Strictly speaking, a symbol can be only in the Library; any copy of it on the Stage is an instance.
To create additional instances of a symbol, drag the symbol out of the Library and onto the Stage. The symbol itself stays in the Library; what gets dragged is actually an instance (Figure 23a). Another way to create additional instances is to duplicate an instance that's already on the Stage--by copying and pasting, for example.

It would have been cooler if the closest book had been, say, Neal Stephenson's new novel, Anathem, but that was underneath the Flash book (and still in its shrinkwrap inside the Amazon.com shipping box in which it had arrived last week). From a strictly straight-line mearsurement basis, there was an entire bookcase closer, three shelves times 25 inches, but that was actually on the opposite side of my desk and so was really nine or ten feet of actual travel distance away.

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