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What you say online stays online

Twitter is where I carry on conversations with those I don’t know. It is where I get my news and follow my heroes within arms reach. It is where I get to share in jokes and find out about new posts, photos, apps, and ideas. Twitter is walking through a crowded marketplace speaking with friends and accidental eavesdropping on others.

Twitter is where I go first in the morning and last in the evening. Twitter is where my friends are and those I would call friends if I had more bravery.

Facebook is people I know. Coworkers. Friends. Family. Facebook is the default addition to old school chums and those who care enough to friend and follow. Facebook is a free for all. I allow anyone who wants to befriend me. Though there is more censorship and choice in posting. Some of the choice is due to who is present but most of the time it is simply because those on Facebook would not understand the depths of my nerdery.

That said, I do not trash talk. I don’t bad mouth anyone anywhere online. Random outbursts of frustration, sure but never something about a single person. No names. Ever.

What goes online stays online. It will never disappear.

Library of Congress is archiving tweets. Facebook is doing who knows what with our posts and data. Most likely selling it to marketers.

Don’t say it online if you won’t say it to the intended target’s face. Your invisibility and anonymity is not as good or true as you believe.


After seeing the swarm of pixel people invading Twitter, I found the source and tried out Eightbit. I decided since it already checked into Foursquare I would play a game with it and would write a haiku to go with each check-in. I had a lot of fun with it for a while and have since removed the Eightbit web link since I don’t see any point in continuing to use it. It did offer some amusement trying to compose a haiku for each place I went. Here are a sampling of the ones I wrote.

Large man seeks work pants
Casual man reserved
Winning comes on sale

Watching Annie Shop
Shoes to the horizon line
Will they have The Pair?

Piles of laptops
Messily adorn my desk
Agree to the terms

Sitting on a bench
Waiting for the big blue bus
Will it beat the rain?

A pharmacy run
Another long wait for pills
No babies for us

Tiny droplets dance
Careening beneath my feet
Foot fatality

iPad Not Top News
Earthquake Tsunami Japan
Thoughts and Cash Eastward

Mountains of sweet cake
Enormous menu chock full
Worth the wait to dine

Secret travel line
Speeding silently beneath
Masses overhead

Waited for a bus
Stranded when it deserted
All daily riders


It is important to gain perspective away from the keyboard. To remember there is more to life than sitting behind the keyboard and reporting like as it happens. Sometimes when I sit and photograph an event happening or write about it, I am not truly living in that moment. I am a reporter on the scene, live from my life.

It is really important to keep up my sanity and get out to live my life. This afternoon I did just that. After having to work yesterday morning, my wife and I took a walk around the downtown area of Bethesda, MD where we moved this past February.

Moving to a new place in the midst of winter is always a challenge to explore an enjoy. It is so cold, it is not pleasant or enjoyable to go out and see this new city you now call home. Now that spring has sprung, it is a perfect time to walk around the city and see the flowers in full bloom.

It is also a perfect temperature to spend a couple of hours touring local shops and browsing all the wares and goods for sale. We also spent some time looking through a local flea market which is always exciting because you never know what you might find.

We ended the afternoon with frozen yogurt being our only buy and with a half-dozen new restaurants on our “to try” list. Overall, it was a perfect spring day ending with dinner with Annie’s father since our mothers are both over 4 hours away. So we chose the nearest family member we could to enjoy a meal with.

Mother’s Day

I texted my mother this morning and had a nice long call with her this afternoon, upholding my duty as a good son. I acknowledge all the hard work my mother did raising myself and my brother. I appreciate and love her for all her love and patience and time she gave us to learn and grow.

I appreciate every time she gave me just enough rope to hang myself with it. I appreciate all the lessons she taught me to allow me to grow up and be the respectable, honorable, kind, gentle and generous man I am today. I have been on this earth for 30 years and as every year passes I love and appreciate my mother for all the hard work and sacrifice she went through to make my life better.

I see parts of myself I know she put there and values she instilled in me. I want to take this opportunity to thank my mother for all the things I could never possibly repay her for. I love you, Mom. Thank you for everything you did for me and thank you for not taking me off this earth. Even though I am sure I tested your patience many, many times.

Mom, I love you. You’re the best mother in the world!


Omnifocus beckons me. The idea of a robust system for managing tasks and projects is very appealing. the lure of being able to keep track of anything and everything in one central place is enticing. I think about how great that would be for work. I could keep all the projects and tasks I need to get done in their own little place.

Then I think, yes, that would be great. However, I’d have to invest the time to set up those little cubbies to place all the items I need to get done. I’d need to list the tasks. I’d need to have a relatively static list of tasks to assign and list. In short, I need to have some idea what my day will look like.

When I worked in print, we’d have daily production meetings to manage the jobs we had in-house and what jobs we expected to receive. By the end of the meeting, our plan was scrap paper. IT Support is the same way.

I can sit and plan out a very pretty list of tasks to carry out for the day. I can rank them and categorize them. I can sit down at my desk to start on Task 1… and a hard drive fails in the laptop of a reporter on deadline. Or malware infests the computer of a manager. Or my personal favorite, a new hire gets announced within 8 business hours of their start date.

Plan meet can. Into the circular file it goes.