I woke up from an early evening nap on October 24 and turned on the radio right in the middle of Robert Siegel’s now infamous interview (at least, infamous among NPR listeners) with Republican political mastermind Karl Rove. I have deep respect for Karl Rove. I don’t like what he accomplishes, but you have to respect his knowledge and you have to respect his track record on getting people elected (that is, as long as there really is nothing illegal involved (yes, I am haunted by that Rolling Stone article by Bobby Kennedy)).

So, when he was predicting victory in this interview, I took it very seriously… much more seriously than I’d take the same kind of talk from just about any political analyst. And, his rationale was very believable for why the polls, which showed Democrats taking the house and maybe just maybe the Senate, were wrong. In response to Siegel saying “I’m looking at the same numbers you are,” Rove retorted:

No you’re not, I’m looking at 68 polls a week you may be looking at four or five public polls a week that talk about attitudes nationally, but that do not impact the outcomes of individual races… I’m looking at all these, Robert, and adding them up, and I add up to a Rebuplican Senate and a Republican House. You may end up with a different math, but you’re entitled to your math, I’m entitled to THE math.

This left Siegel momentarily speechless, very understandably to me. Could it really be that the polling numbers that NPR and every other media outlet were reporting were too general to really catch the tide of the election? Certainly for as much as I knew it could have been, but it was hard for me to believe that all of those polling experts were just being sloppy. But, who can tell?

Well, this is one case where we can tell. Mr. Rove, what you called “THE math” was clearly wrong. Sure, the Senate is still too close to call, and I won’t be a bit surprised if the Republicans maintain a majority there (which, by the way, might be a 50-50 “majority”, keeping control only because the Vice President casts the tie-breaking vote. But, I bring this up only as a curiosity, not because I question its validity… this is the way the Senate has always worked, and 50-50 really would be a legitimate majority in this case). But come on… the House was not even close. The Democrats needed to pick up 15 seats to control the House, and CNN is presently reporting that they picked up 28, with 13 still too close to call. If those “too close” elections split 50/50, that would be a gain of 34 seats for the Dems, more the double what was required!

So, was “THE math” just that wrong? Or was Rove being deliberately over-optimistic in a calculated campaign move? I don’t know, but the end result is that I lost some of my respect for the man. I suspect he knew that what he called “THE math” was wrong, but next time I’ll have to remind myself that preserving his image is not his motivation, he’s motivated by winning elections, and who knows what he’ll say to do it.

In any event, I’m glad he was wrong. :)

By the way, there are several election-related things I’d like to write about.  Hopefully I will find the time soon, but right now I have to get to work…

Cave CricketSo, are other people noticing a surprisingly large number of these crickets in and around their houses? I don’t remember ever seeing them in the past, at least not enough to notice them by species. But, over the summer I started seeing them (often dead in spider webs) and Priscilla found many many of them at her house (much to her dismay).

Well, they are still here, and I’m still surprised. Priscilla now says they are cave crickets and the pictures in Wikipedia definitely look right. So, now I know their complete taxonomy and stuff, but that doesn’t tell me anything about why they suddenly seem so much more prevalent than I’m used to.

Anyone?

could have been a real messPeople complain a lot about their bad luck, I like to pause and appreciate good luck when I experience it.

I walked into the kitchen to finish cleaning up after lunch, and I bumped the compost container that was sitting on the ledge. This was basically because I decided to wrap my Afghan around me as I walked around the house. It got caught on the container and pulled it onto the floor as I walked past. So, it happened behind me. I had a guess as to what had happened, and I was afraid to look.

But, look! The container landed right-side-up, and what could have been a disgusting mess is instead just a slice of an apple and the end of a stalk of broccoli (not pictured) that presumably bounced out when the thing hit the floor.
Cool!

Of course, I’ve now spent more time creating this blog entry about it than I would have spent cleaning it up if it HAD made a mess, but think of how much happier I am writing in my blog than cleaning up compost off of the kitchen floor…

Of course, I still have to go do the clean up I was trying to do in the first place…

Do you remember my dad’s theory about weight management that I cited in this post?

“I don’t care how much you weigh, but you should weigh that amount every year.”

I realized last night that I use the exact same philosophy to trying to manage my inbox. I was well aware that I had a conscious approach, but I didn’t realize that it’s just about exactly the same idea:

“I don’t care how big my inbox is, but it should be that size every day.”

Ok, I gotta work on the wording… but, yeah, for me the number is 38, because that’s how many I can see on the screen of my mail program at one time. After announcing HoosierNet‘s demise on July 20, my inbox got out of control. Sunday night, I whittled it down from about 800 to 38. It’s remarkable how much more “together” I feel having done that. I just took care of a few emails to get it back under 38, and along with it came a good send of getting things done promptly! I think that big fat inbox was weighing on my psyche… But, look! I’ve lost weight!! Can you tell?? :)

Well, after wondering how I would spend the day yesterday — with the extra hour! This snuck up on me!! I guess it’s not surprising, since this is the first year that Indiana has done it since I moved here in 1992 — I decided to go for an impromptu bike ride. It was sunny, and even broke 60 Degrees F! And the leaves have been beautiful.

Actually, not from the bike ride, but a similarly beautiful day last weekend...

It was well into the afternoon by the time I got things together, though, so I figured I’d just go for the standard Lake Griffy loop. It reminded me that I made this trip last January, on an unseasonably warm day. This is probably what started me thinking if this was my farewell bike ride for the year. It’s getting cold, and in fact I was surprised that it got as warm as it did today, and especially when it’s rainy, I’m not going to feel like biking…

So, who knows, we’ll see. One thing I can say for sure is that being out of town for so long left me out of shape on the bike. I got stomach cramps and moved slowly, even on this short and familiar trip. Still I’m glad I went, it was good to enjoy the nice weather.

Wow, another month rolls by without a blog posting! Yeah, what can I say? I think I’m best at posting regularly when things in my life feel quite regular. And, being in Portland, things did not feel regular. They were, in fact, very special, not at all regular. I am very glad to have spent the time there, and glad for the part that I played in bringing Verl Grey into the world. It was a very special time, but one that has its own documentation so I won’t bother working on rehashing it here. But, yes, a very good time. Played some great games of disc golf with Steven, ate some great food cooked by Kellie (and a bit by myself, if I do say so myself), and generally.. I’m glad it worked out so well.

But, I am also glad to be home! Home feels very good. It’s kind of funny after being away for so long, you notice some things in a different light. I reach for a kitchen utensil and it’s right where I expect it to be, even though I haven’t used it in so long. And I think “Hey, that’s a clever place to keep that!” mmhmm! Good thinking, David! Simple things like that. And I feel awash in them.

Anyway, I’m on a campaign to make life feel more regular, starting with some todo lists on my palm and radiating outwards. I’ve now looked at every piece of the eight pounds of mail that the US Postal Service was kind enough to hold for me while I was away, so I can cross that off the list. But, another item on the list, trying to find its way into the “recurring” category, is “blog”. So, although I’ve said it before and was wrong, I hope that this time it’s really true… more soon!

Hadn’t noticed this before, but somewhere quasi-recently, google added a feature to its “Personalized Home” page (which for any other web site would have been called “My Google”).  Now you can have Tabs!  Such a simple concept, but it basically means have mutliple My Googles…  This is great for me, because I was being very picky about what to put on there because I was running out of room.  Now I have a page just for blogs, another just for news, and then other stuff like weather and recent searches and stuff.  I like it.

I’m quite sure this is the first time I’ve started writing a blog post
at 6:52AM. Or, any time before 7AM. Certainly the first time after
I’ve already been up for two hours.

I’m on my way to Portland, OR, to spend a month with Sue and Michael
and to help them with things related to the birth of their baby. I’ll
also see my brother Steven and his family and other friends that I
have in Portland.

Things got off to a smooth start. I get a very good price on the
ticket. I didn’t know how I’d get to the airport (not wanting to pay
for parking for a month). I thought I might take the shuttle, but
Renee convinced me to take a limousine. It was not that much more
expensive, and… I mean, they pick me up at my door! They monitor my
flights so that they’ll be ready for me when I land! Especially after
getting the cheap ticket, this seemed like the way to go.

And, it was nice. At 5am, it’s nice to have someone more awake that
you putting your bags into a car and driving. I shared the limo with
one other rider (this keeps the price way down). My driver was very
talkative, and after I mentioned that I’d be visiting friends who were
having a baby, he proceeded to tell stories about the births of his
three children, as well as various surgeries he and his wife had had.
That may sound weird, but it was a very nice conversation. The other
woman in the car was mostly sleeping, I hope it wasn’t too weird for
her to awake from a drowsy state to a conversation about a burst gall
bladder.

I got to the airport plenty early, so I could take my time carting my
excessive luggage to the terminal. Good advice from the limo driver
about managing two rolling suitcases: “push one, pull one”. I’ll
remember that. But anyway, the only thing that made this really tough
was the banjo… such an odd shape. I’m glad to have it, though… a
month without any musical instrument seems like a Bad Idea.

Check in was smooth and I had lots of time. I was unexpectedly hungry
(??) so I ate a 6″ Subway, and now I still had time to type this
entry. Boarding will begin shortly, though… They just made the
announcement about the new and immediately infamous “no liquids” rule.
I should probably start packing up.

I’ve been out of my normal NPR listening routine recently, but this morning I woke up unexpectedly early and turned on Morning Edition. I was glad that the latest war in the middle east had simmered down enough that it was no longer dominating the news, since it seemed to be the only thing I heard about in the snippets of national/international news that I’d been catching since mid-July. So, there was time to hear about what the House of Representatives did yesterday, which was to pass (263 votes to 146) H.R. 503: the American Horse Slaughter Prevention Act. Apparently there are three slaughter houses in the US that focus on horse slaughter, and together they slaughter some 90,000 horses a year.

The Washington Post has an excellent editorial about this being a poor use of Congress’s time, even if we “stipulate […] that horses should not be slaughtered for human consumption.” I, however, want to take issue with that stipulation.

I’ve been a vegetarian for over 15 years now, if people don’t want to eat horses, I wholeheartedly support them. But, that’s not what the law is about, it’s about making sure that no one else eats horses. Apparently, no one in the US does anyway, the taboo is too strong. But the slaughterhouses ship the meat to Europe and Asia. And apparently Bo Derek led a pack of horselovers to move to ban this practice.

What drives me nuts about this is the make-believe attitude about meat, that is, that it’s just meat, and not an animal, and certainly not one that anyone might have ever thought might have been cute, smart, or helpful to humans. I’ve never worked on a farm, but I’d like to think that traditional farmers have a less make-believe attitude about this. They care for animals, name them, get to know them, and eventually slaughter them and eat them. However they get there, somehow they have a sense of peace about this. After all, that’s why they raise the animals.

Most city-folks, though, just buy their meat in packages. They know that they were once animals, but they probably prefer not to think about that. And apparently there’s a really strong sense that if they might feel something for an animal, they not only don’t want to eat it, but they don’t want anyone else to eat it either.

And so (to take just one of countless examples of arguably inhumane practices in the meat industry), it’s apparently ok that chickens continue to get their beaks burnt off by hot irons so that they can’t peck at anything while they’re being raised in cages so that we can get eggs cheaper. But the House has voted that it’s inhumane to take horses, including many who led long happy (even pampered) lives, and let them be slaughtered for meat. And this is a House controlled by the party who claims to represent freedom and free markets. Embarrassing. Everyone I’ve ever talked with who worked on a farm says that pigs are the smartest animal in the barnyard, but needless to say, no similar bill about pigs would ever get a hearing in congress, much less pass the House. And, I don’t think it should. If no one wants to eat horse meat, then no one will slaughter horses. There’s no rational reason that horses should be granted this exemption. It’s just the “cute factor.” And it’s embarrassing…

PHEW!

Well I mean, I thought that last hiatus was bad, huh? This one was even longer, I think. But, wow, the reason was big. On July 20, one week after my previous post, I wrote [an email](http://www.bloomington.in.us/~drernst/emailfarewell.txt) to everyone with an account on [HoosierNet](http://www.bloomington.in.us/) explaining that we were ceasing to offer Internet services effective September 1, 2006. This has been brewing for quite a while, and it was covered in the local news media. I wondered if I should write in my blog about it, but I figured it’d be better to speak about work through my work channels, and not mix my personal blog up in that. It sounded messy.

So I didn’t. But, that was so much of what was going on with me, and i wasn’t driven to spend much extra time in front of the computer, and… ok, look, I certainly could have kept blogging, but I just didn’t.

Anyway, with HoosierNet going away, the old URL for this blog will be going with it, so I’ve got it set up with a new provider at http://davidernst.net/blog. If you somehow got here using the old address and didn’t realize it’d changed, you should probably change any bookmarks/RSS feeds/etc. that you might have.

Thanks for checking in! I’m excited to have the blog up and running on a new site, maybe it will give me a new boost of energy to write in it. I should have more time on my hands in the near future…

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