Odalic as lities

I'm leaving the title as is, call it the strangest auto-complete blooper from my phone as I was getting on a plane and jotting down just enough to jog my memory to finish the post once I landed.  I have no idea what the true title was destine to be, doesn't even make sense enough to try to decipher, but it has an odd sort of ring to it, depending on how you decide to pronounce it.  So there! 1. I respect the right to stand up for what you believe in, I respect your right to protest for the last two weeks, I do, really, I do.  After said two weeks of navigating through the extra crowds and extra uniformed officers and the barely navigable streets of lower Manhattan, I'm rather perturbed disgruntled confused with Occupy Wall Street.  Maybe I'm just hitting Liberty at the wrong time each day, but the painted signs seem to deliver a rage against a different issue each day, and for that matter, at different times of the day.  There's poverty, there's greed, corruption, the financial system, and war.  I suppose I'd be a little more sentimental if I understood the message of the masses gathered for what is scheduled (or unscheduled) to be an indefinite stay at Zuccotti Park.  I'm not saying that there aren't multiple things going on with our government, the economy, world relations, corporations, etc. etc. that we shouldn't be concerned with, I'm just suggesting that you might make more noise if you tackle things one at a time.  I've learned a lot over the years, but one thing that follows me everywhere is that there is not a single solution for everything.  There is no magic button.  You need to bring focus, clearly defined goals, achievable results.  The news states the original goal of the storm was to bring financial equality.  If that is what you want, go for it!  But get together, decide on the desired outcome, and work your ass off to get there - period!  It doesn't much help the cause to segue with all the rest of the crap the world seems to be throwing at all of us lately and taint your true message.  Be the voice, but be solid with a message. 2. Speaking of Wall Street, as I was walking to the train on Thursday, I encountered a rather amusing conversation.  An elderly woman stopped an early twenties man and asked for directions.  I didn't quite catch what his response was, but as he walked away, she yelled "F--- you!"   I assumed that she didn't get her answer.  Immediately after this event, and tightly intertwined, was a gentleman in his mid 40's that screamed "F--- everybody!"  There was definitely a lot of of F---ing going on that evening! 3. Blah 4. Blah 5. Blah 6. I enjoy people watching, there, I admitted it!  While at BWI for a layover that was way to long, I decided to grab a drink.  Across the establishment was an attractive lady chatting with some random dude.  Normal.  She was drinking a Corona at first, then slowed down and ordered a Margareta.  What caught me as interesting is when the drink was presented to her, the first action she took was licking the salt from the rim of the glass, all of the salt.  Tongues should be private parts on some people! 7. Blah 8. Blah 9. Blah 10. Monday starts the next year of my life, I'm nervous, excited and anxious all at the same time.  New York becomes home and North Carolina becomes my vacation home. Cheers and G'Night

Searching portal and wcm and maybe more with google search appliance

Wow, what a ride this has been.  Mission: expose IBM Web Content Management and WebSphere Portal to Google Search Appliance.  Should you choose to accept this mission, beware that you will go from zero to 500 mph in 2 seconds flat, and then slam on the brakes and beg for forgiveness (or puke out the window).  From a nuts and bolts perspective, and at a 30k foot level, this mission is possible.  Add in all of the constraints and oddities and the dancing kangaroo, and it becomes a train wreck (with some inkling of survival).  Here are my rules for pulling this stunt off for all future endeavors 1. A link is a link  is a link, and Google will follow.  Text is text is text, and Google will read it.  If you have things you do not want indexed, be prepared when I sit you down and tell you that your theme/skin/portlets/content is getting ready to be peppered with GoogleOn and GoogleOff.  I'll show you how, but I'm not creating the business rules 2. Google must index your content with an account that has access to the content, I cannot change this (see getting into a car without a key or breaking windows) 3. If you desire Google to only return results a user has access to, be prepared to sit down again when I explain the potential infrastructure changes you are going to need to make.   They aren't too bad, but you need to have a ray of hope as I explain it, and re-explain it, and probably 15 more times explain it.  No matter how you slice it, your content will take a hit at some point in every search request.  It's small, the world will not come crashing down.  Be open to new ideas here and we can get through it 4. Since I'm making the rules (at least right now) if you use a File Resource component in your WCM content, I will be a happier camper if you can use same authoring template for all of this content type 5. See #4 about the rules, but if you have fields i  your authoring template that you want indexed as content meta data, please use the text component, not option select, etc (at least until I complete code extension #2 to address this) 6. Be prepared to have someone that can administer your Google appliance at my disposal, and at the drop of a hat (except when I make a coffee run) 7. I'm not very fond of exclusions of content being searchable as a requirement.  You get nothing or you get everything.  If, and only if, you execute IA correctly, I can pick where to start indexing as long as all children will be included 8. Friendly URLs make this much easier, but I no longer consider this a total dependancy 9. Just a little teaser, I expect to have IBM Connections and Lotus Quickr-J completed shortly, thus expanding the options 10. Happy enterprise searching

Social commerce junkie

I'm beginning to feel that I am OCD educated about things I purchase.  Mostly major purchases, but some, not so much.  I spend countless hours researching.  I find myself upset when my eventual choice ends in some crazy mishap such as inflated shipping costs or out of stock. 1. Remodel bathroom, need a new toilet:  Can you believe that I spent 4 months researching toilets online?  I read reviews, I compared features - I wanted to know how exactly the shit went down!  And I wanted to be environmentally conscious.  All these factors weighed in as I found, and unfound, the perfect crapper. 2. Books:  I find 50% of my new reads from friends, 25% from Amazon's "Recommended for You" and 25% from "that's an odd title, I'll give it a try" 3. Clothing: Just feels comfortable in an honest to goodness brick and mortar store when you try it on, with the exception of task specific items such as rain jackets and shoes.  Between the two, time spent researching is probably close to 15 hours 4. Beach paraphernalia: Good gracious, I love the beach, and between beach chairs, beach bags, beach blankets, suntan lotion, and first aid kits, I'd bet I logged 50 hours in research 5. Electronics -> Televisions: I spent 8 months reading reviews a few times a week before finally diving into the flat panel realm, and that was some years ago.  I've been at an upgrade purchase for 2 months now and still no definitive answer 6. Smelly good stuff:  Yeah, so I'm a dude, but I still like my house to smell nice.  Unfortunately, smell is a personal experience and cannot really be portrayed in online reviews and comments.  Even when it's "smells like crap," it is in the nose of the beholder 7. Cleaning things: Those crystal fabric softener things you put in the washer - success!  The gel toilet bowl cleaner thingy - failure!  The dish washer cleaner - failure! 8. Electronics -> Laptops: Hmmm, this is hard.  I do spend time reading reviews, but ultimately, it's about the components that make the deal - and sometimes, it's just the WOW factor 9. Food establishments: Best recommended by friends! 10. Wine: It's a matter of taste So in summary, the social aspects of commerce are sometime beneficial, but sometimes, it just doesn't work.  Overall, though, for things that need thoughts before purchasing, social attached it awesome, and I'm glad we are there in technology.  I can look to many e-commerce websites and drown myself in reviews, I can post potential purchases to social networks and usually get responses.  I love the digital age, I'm thrilled I don't have to make all the choices blindly and can rely on others experience to make my ultimate OCD decision.  

Wild at heart

Tonight introduces the speedy category, not just10things, but just1thing.  As with life, things grow and mature, and while just10things will remain, there is a need to slightly expand on the genre. I presume, sometime in the next year, that I will repeat this post with a need for just100things, or just25things.  I'm starting to wonder if the original quantity was just a quasi-achievable number at a point in life.  Can the momentum continue without adhering to said number?

"Yeah, we owned the night"

I had a win today, something I've been working on for, well, since June.  Something I'm ecstatically petrified of.  My `Golden Egg` my fluglebinder.  And my just1thing will change those involved, bringing a smarter workforce, a more efficient daily task, and a more normalized structure to a growing business.  But, there's always just10things.  I remain true. 1. "I finally asked you to dance on that last slow song" 2. boolean isAchievable = true; 3. if (!isAchievable) tryHarder();

"This world keeps spinning faster Into a new disaster so I run to you I run to you baby And when it all starts coming undone Baby you're the only one I run to I run to you"

4. "You've got to know when to hold 'em"

"Anything else is always something better."

5. New York is beautiful 6. Chicago is beautiful 7. Balance balance balance 8. I `sawr` a shark in the `requarium` this weekend 9. Life, what you make of it 10. Life... is more than just1thing

The strange and the beautiful

About four years and some odd months ago, I took a wonderful trip to a new employer.  This was a move that was very hard to make as it took travel from zero to one hundred and brought lots of unknowns along the way.  Somehow, in all this, I have dealt with more oddities in my tenure than in the years I've been alive.  Today's my unofficial Friday, well, I fly home in the morning and will spend Friday doing the weekly administrative things, but for now, I sit here, propped up by the bar at Killarney Rose in lower Manhattan, reflecting on the strange beautifuls I've had over the last 4 years. 1. Quickr-J: I installed it for a company in Pittsburgh,  long before it had a complete installation guide.  I honestly did not even know what the software was supposed to do 2. Quickr-D: Oh my, this stuff has multiple flavors.  Big differences here in the early days, why was I the one that should know the differences? 3. Connections: Yes, that, too, before it really had substance 4. Quickr-J: We started getting intimate 5. Dot Net: Really, from an IBM centric company, sure, no worries 6. Sharepoint: Ok, this is getting a little bit much 7. Google: Google?  What the - Oh - Google Search Appliance, you want to search what?  Quickr?  Sure, why not! 8. Quickr: Even more Quickr-J sprinkled with Quickr-D 9. OpenText LiveLink: Bring it on! 10. More Google... More Quickr...More Sharepoint... More Connections... More LiveLink I seem to have found this weird little space, and when things don't exactly fit, I get to sort out the oddities.  I'll admit, I've slept with Quickr code for over 4 years now, I'll admit that I know my way around Sharepoint, I'll admit that I've got your Google Appliance covered when it comes to integrating.  I'll go out on a limb that I could probably still dev in Dot Net, and I've worked the LiveLink magic. So I suppose, if it seems out of place, strange, or improbable, you can ping me.  I'll probably speak to how it could potentially work by mixing technologies in a blender to make pleasantries. And I'll bring you a UI/UX team that will make the experience worthwhile! Cheers from Never Never Land!    

7 clicks to happiness

Facebook, today, decided to unleash a new user interface, and a lot of people are, well, they are pissed off!  An article I stumbled on just a few days ago commented that Facebook was getting ready to release a new front end and new services such as music and video in order to compete with Google+ after months of silence.  Well, that's great, I'm happy for them, but I'm not 100% sold on the Google+ interface yet, nor do I like the Twitter interface notifications that happen magically as my browser sits.  As a matter of fact, I don't care for anything in my browser window that refreshes or updates unless I tell it to.  Period.  Same goes for my phone.  So why change? 1. I like the new Lists feature, it was released a few days, maybe even a week, ago.  This answers Google+ Circles and the seems-to-be-dead Diaspora, but it's too cumbersome.  I now have lists on the left with numbers of unread posts in them, sometimes big numbers, and the only way to get rid of them is to click on the list, even if I have read the associated comment or post that this number is referring to. 2. Painful, it's like your kid that sits in the back seat of a car on a 12 hour trip and every 30 seconds says, "Are we there yet?" 3. The stock exchange ticker tape style thingy on the right top column, I'm sure it has something to do with the fact that my email won't replicate as fast as it used to on a slow hotel connection.  I don't like instant coffee, I don't NEED instant Facebook 4. And this little bugger, , is the most unreliable notification thingy I think I've ever experienced - but that's been going on for some time, and now, to think we got the ticker tape (see #3), do I really expect performance to be better? 5. Ah, performance, do you know how long it took me to "Check In" this evening from my phone with a decent signal?  27 minutes before FB Android App recognized I was in NYC @ Kellarney Rose.  It only took 20 seconds on Monday from the SAME seat.  My email replicated today before I could even get a list of "Nearby Places" on FB 6. SLOW, too many requests going on to update this and update that 7. Clutter.  Makes me feel like I'm in Vegas being bombarded with a million pamphlets for adult entertainment/escort services at every corner (and then some) 8. The fact that some stuff scrolls and some stuff doesn't is annoying 9. I get change, I do.  It is needed, but change for the right reasons, not just to be like the other guys.  Change for what your people need, not what you think they need. 10. Would 750 million and growing still be sticking with it if you sucked? I really think you need to add this to the site (can't promise browser compatibility with HTML marquee): Mowracer just shared a link: 7 clicks to happiness

If I were a new york pigeon

I would be the master of the sidewalk, the follower of the food truck, the windshield crapping champion, the wing flapping winner, the head pecking perfectionist. 1. I would ruffle my tail feathers in the latest fashions 2. I would find the hottest joints to get crumbs for dinner 3. I would drink top shelf puddles 4. I would be stealth and ninja like in my movements to avoid the human foot traffic 5. I would Tweet at every food truck I visited 7. I would not bother carrying an umbrella, my species do not typically melt in the rain 8. I would fly south for the winter, well, I would take a plane, no need to wear out the wings 9. I would be the go to bird for honing in on free Wi-Fi hot spots 10. I would just be a pigeon, the best damn pigeon I could, in a city of millions

Dear very attractive red head that sat next to me on flight 675

I feel that I owe you an explanation.  You see, that little game you played for the duration of the flight where you continuously "accidentally" brushed your arm against mine, well, I lost count of how many beats my heart skipped, which rendered me...  I tried to speak, but you left me speechless, I could not even produce a simple "Hi."  I do want you to know that I would love you like crazy, but here are the reasons I did not ask you out. 1. I was wearing white socks 2. You were reading The Summer We Read Gatsby and I was reading The Sex Lives of Cannibals 3. I drive a red pickup truck 4. I'm addicted to ginger flavored Altoids 5. My gardenia bush is in bloom 6. I did not leave a tomato soup can at the Andy Warhol statue yesterday 7. I need a haircut 8. I was not sure how you would feel about someone that drinks black coffee 9. It is the third Friday in September 10. The story retold 40 years from now, rocking without a care in the world on the front porch of somewhere, that we met on an airplane didn't sound as romantic as we met leaving a crowded coffee house in Manhattan and it was pouring rain and I offered to share my umbrella and the rest is history I hope this letter finds you well! Sincerely, The guy that sat next to you on flight 675

15 hours in Nashville

Every once in awhile, I get this wild hair to fly somewhere and attend a concert.  This has been going on for a couple of years now and rather enjoyable; however, this trip was pretty short, and some kind of oops, as I messed up the hotel location in relation to the concert hall.  That being said, I really did not expect anything exciting enough to post would come out of this trip, but low and behold, it was an adventure. 1. I arrived in Nashville around 3pm.  A welcoming uneventful flight and a boring 30 minute wait for the hotel shuttle (another oops, forgot to book a rental car).  I had work that needed to be completed before I went venturing downtown so I hunkered down in my room and tried to complete 3 hours of work in 1/2 the time (successful). 2. I had a few conversations with the front desk about the logistics of getting me downtown to the Ryman Auditorium (and dinner) and settled for a shuttle.  This sounded good to me at $10 a ride versus a $30 cab fare.  And so it began... 3. The shuttle pulled up and the doors swung open, I could hear all kinds of chatter erupting from the confines of the bus, but as I stepped in, dead silence!  The bus was packed.  I paid the driver my $10 and started towards the back where I picked out exactly 3 open seats and the overwhelming scent of Old Spice.  I was in the Tommy's Tour bus packed with people twice my age.  No worries! 4. Then, I was bombarded!  The chatter started back up and I was right in the middle.  "Where ya from?"  "Where ya heading?"  "You alone?"  "Ya know, Betty Sue in the back is single!" (yes, really).  So I jumped into the conversations as Betty Sue stared me down. 5. Come to find out, a few of the couples were from Ohio, and knew exactly where I grew up.  Come to find out, most of them knew the Outer Banks of NC pretty well, too.  As the introductory conversations wore off, I settled in my seat, a little more at ease. 6. The gentleman in front of me started telling this story about the last time his wife and him went to Coyote Ugly.  Apparently, not too long after she had been up on the bar dancing, a much younger lady took to the bar and guys were lining up as "Health Inspectors" to ensure her implants were "OK."  This got the bus rolling as we cruised down 40 towards downtown.  Dirty Old Men! 7. My eyes glanced up and there, hanging on the wall of the bus was the sign of all signs:

Tommy's Tours

See stars homes $25 if you like it $50 if you don't

Anyone over 80 travels free if accompanied by both parents

8. Arriving downtown, bearings off, I managed to finally locate The Wildhorse Saloon.  Music, dinner, drinks (and shots with the waitress, which is always a treat) and I was good and ready for the show.  Ryman should have only been a few blocks from where I was, but I have this problem with East and West (in NYC, too), I'm pretty decent with the North and South, and it took a little longer to navigate the streets than expected. 9. The show was excellent.  Grace Potter had a kick ass set, and acoustically, the Ryman is pretty tight.  I met a few new friends there during intermission, we talked about music, we talked about the floods that recently hit Nashville, we talked about whatever, really.  The highlight, though, was the band that opened for Grace, Carolina Chocolate Drops.  Bones players, beatbox, banjo and fiddle was probably the most refreshing new music, Blue Grass, not so Blue Grass, that I've heard in quite some time.  Don't get me wrong, Grace Potter was excellent and well worth the trip (Kenny Chesney even took stage for Tequila and You), but CCD was just amazing, you HAVE to check them out! 10. As the night drew to a close, as always, there's more than just logistics needed to get back to where you should be at such a late hour, and you have to do this in a kind of cloudy state.  With the power of the Luck Dragon, I managed to safely arrive at my hotel with just enough time to close my eyes and then reopen them for the early morning flight to NYC.

Be heard, be strong, be proud

I've been watching the streaming coverage of the 9/11 ceremonies this morning, brushing away tears as I try to explain to my 7 year old daughter what happened 10 years ago today and why Daddy is crying.  No memory I have is as vivid as this day, nothing in my life has affected me as much as this event has.  It's been hard to walk past the WTC site daily for the past few weeks and not get emotional. "Where were you when the world stop turning..." ...in a classroom trying to turn my career book to a new chapter ...in an era where being connected was not as prevalent as it is today ...in a younger body, still to young to fully comprehend the world around me A lot has changed since then.  We are now more connected through social networks and I feel that wholeheartedly, we stand stronger and more united, we cherish relationships, friends, and family more. We stand more tall then we did 10 years ago today, ready to face challenges and sometimes dangers.  We talk more, share more, want to be more.  We take pride in our Nation, and take pride in our heritage, our culture.  We are a diverse Nation, but a united Nation. We have come a long way, but still have a long road ahead. 1. Today is about remembering the events that have reunited a Nation and the lives that were lost. 2. Today is about remembering the voice of the American people. 3. Today is about the strength of a nation, indivisible. 4. Today is about a Nation, proud of her people, who have assembled under one flag from many nations. 5. Today is about heroes, sung and unsung. 6. Today is about generations, new and old. 7. Today is about relationships with those we have lost, and those we are fortunate enough to still have. 8. Today is about looking to the future, without ever forgetting the past, but not letting it stand in the way as we move forward. 9.  Today is about strength and courage, love and passion, hope and honesty. 10. "I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all." To the countless lives lost by the tragedies of 9/11, God bless, you will never be forgotten! To the countless lives affected by the tragedies of 9/11, God bless, "be heard, be strong, be proud!"
Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thru the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?  On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream: Tis the star-spangled banner: O, long may it wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! Flag draped from the roof of the Pentagon
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion A home and a country should leave us no more? Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
O, thus be it ever when freemen shall stand, Between their loved home and the war's desolation! Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation! Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto: "In God is our trust" And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!