<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925</id><updated>2009-10-12T18:01:02.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Laursen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/atom.xml'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-483707693903286374</id><published>2009-10-11T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T00:57:04.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Nate's First Trip to the Redwoods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/20091003-IMG_1638-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 429px;" src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/20091003-IMG_1638-Edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's something we've learned about parenting. You'll do yourself a big favor by giving up on being too goal-oriented. At least, for all the little things that don't really matter. Life with kids is a lot more enjoyable if you can stay flexible about plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made reservations several months ago to stay overnight in a cabin in Little Basin. Until recently, &lt;a href="http://www.littlebasin.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Little Basin&lt;/a&gt; was Hewlett-Packard's private corporate campground. It is located in the Santa Cruz Mountains, just down the road from the giant redwoods of &lt;a href="http://www.bigbasin.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Big Basin&lt;/a&gt;. A couple of years ago, Little Basin was purchased by the &lt;a href="http://sempervirens.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Sempervirens Fund&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://www.openspacetrust.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Peninsula Open Space Trust&lt;/a&gt; with the intention of transferring the property to California state park system. But, since the state isn't doing so well budget-wise, Sempervirens and POST are holding onto the property for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has turned into a de facto private campground. Private and still unknown to a lot of people, but don't take it to imply exclusivity. Anybody who makes even a small donation to either of these worthy organizations can make a reservation to camp there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days before our trip, as we were making lists of things to pack, Frances started to ponder the cold, hard truth about going camping during one's first trimester. "How far is the walk from the cabin to the nearest bathroom?" We decided we should cut back to a day trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday morning, we headed up the winding road to Big Basin. Nate looked a little nauseous at times and Frances looked a lot nauseous, but I'm happy to report that we made the entire trip with no episodes of vomiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our plan was to eat lunch at Big Basin, walk Nate through a grove with the biggest trees, then drive over to Little Basin to have a look around. Nate loved the walk through the redwood grove. He liked exploring the bases of giants -- the burnt-out "caves" and gnarled roots -- but he was just as excited by climbing on the split-rail fence along the path. He was totally unimpressed with the height of the redwoods. When I pointed out the tallest tree in the forest, he pointed excitedly at a nearby drinking fountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also kept asking where the playground was. We were in a &lt;i&gt;park&lt;/i&gt;, after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nate was clearly in need of a nap after the walk, so we decided to head home. Because of the winding roads, poor Nate just couldn't nap on the way home. He had a long, noisy meltdown, but we all survived it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was disappointed that we didn't even get to see Little Basin, but not too disappointed. I still remember fondly all the trips my family made to California's amazing state and national parks when I was a kid, and I'm gratified that we can give the same gift to our kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pondering the magnificence of nature, and also pooping:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/20091003-IMG_1631.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frances and Nate posing in the hollow of a giant redwood:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/20091003-20091003-IMG_1626-Edit640%20x%20480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Strolling on ahead:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/20091003-IMG_1633.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Daddy and Nate. Note that I was holding a poop-filled diaper for about half of our nature walk:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/20091003-IMG_1634.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/20091003-IMG_1635.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nate climbing through a cave in the base of a redwood:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/20091003-IMG_1638.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-483707693903286374?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/483707693903286374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=483707693903286374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/483707693903286374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/483707693903286374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2009/10/nates-first-trip-to-redwoods.html' title='Nate&apos;s First Trip to the Redwoods'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-6187249092845230327</id><published>2009-05-11T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:04:30.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Confrontation: Did Aikido Help?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aikidofaq.com/bilder/osensei/osensei38.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.aikidofaq.com/bilder/osensei/osensei38.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was the first time since I've started studying the self-defense art of Aikido that I faced a confrontation where I might have to physically defend myself. So, did studying Aikido help?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The situation: I pulled my car up to the air pump at the local gas station to check my tires. Just as I'm getting out of my car, a guy in a lowrider car, covered in prison tattoos, suddenly appears about 25 feet behind me, swearing at me: "F---ing asshole!", over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He backs his car up, gunning his engine and screeching his tires, and darts in alongside my car. It's hard to understand what he's yelling, but it sounds like he's chastising me for using the air pump without buying gas. (I hadn't bought any gas, that day, but I buy gas there all the time.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's where I think Aikido helped. First of all, no, I didn't even consider doing some awesome technique on him; that would have gotten my ass kicked. Instead, with that blend of instinct and conscious thought that we try to develop in our training, I just made sure I kept a safe distance from him. I was aware that the car behind me could trap my escape, so I backed towards the back end of my car. Most importantly, I remained calm. I didn't get a big adrenaline rush, just the same relaxed posture with loose shoulders I've been working on lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'd only give myself a B on how I handled the situation because I did one thing that could have provoked him. I wasn't quite sure if I he was angry because I had cut him off while he was driving up to the air pump (I'm pretty sure I hadn't) or I had just happened to wander into the path of an angry man. I said to him, "Go ahead. You can go first." on the not-too-well-thought-out theory that it might disarm his anger a little. The problem was that I couldn't keep my eyes from squinting, just a little, in "you are a crazy-ass person" mockery. The smart move would have been to say absolutely nothing and show absolutely nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got in my car and drove away. This left me exposed to an attack while I was getting in the car. I did wait until he was occupied with unscrewing the cover on his valve stem before I approached my car door, and I kept my eyes on him. I'd like to say I timed it that way intentionally, but I hadn't. Perhaps the smarter thing would have been to walk over to the gas station office where a bunch of other people were standing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides actual training in the dojo, it helped that I've been reading the &lt;a href="http://www.aikidojournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Aikido Journal&lt;/a&gt; blog. They've had more than one article, some written by macho guys like former Army Rangers, pointing out exactly why it is dumb, very dumb to get involved in a fight that you can avoid -- you can get badly hurt. It's not worth it. In this case, about three minutes later, the guy was gone, my tires were checked, and I was peacefully getting on with my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-6187249092845230327?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/6187249092845230327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=6187249092845230327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/6187249092845230327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/6187249092845230327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2009/05/confrontation-did-aikido-help.html' title='Confrontation: Did Aikido Help?'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-808455622490784801</id><published>2009-05-08T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:28:56.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Good Caltrain Cop / Bad Caltrain Cop?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.caltrain.com/images/LOGO_Caltrain_100px.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 61px;" src="http://www.caltrain.com/images/LOGO_Caltrain_100px.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was perplexed when I read Caltrain board member, Jim Hartnett's response, in a &lt;i&gt;Daily Post&lt;/i&gt; article about Caltrain budget problems, to the supposed problem of high ridership demand from bicycle commuters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caltrain board member Jim Hartnett said yesterday that the agency should consider banning bikes after a bicycle advocate called on the agency to continue making more room for riders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am concerned that we are never going to meet (the demand)," said Hartnett, a Redwood City council member. "We have to consider whether or not we should continue to provide that service."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;You have scads of loyal customers who want to make daily use of a product you're providing, so instead of ramping up and accommodating them, you threaten to stop providing the product? Good thing there are more sensible views among the board members:&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later in the meeting, Executive Director Michael Scanlon said that the board should consider charging a fee for bikes to board Caltrain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, at least sensible to a heartless capitalist like me. Scanlon will no doubt get a lot of &lt;a href="http://sf.streetsblog.org/2009/05/07/caltrain-staff-floats-idea-for-charging-bicyclists-extra-to-ride-trains/" target="_blank"&gt;flak&lt;/a&gt; for suggesting the fee -- which made me think -- maybe Hartnett was playing the part of bad cop, setting up an unthinkable scenario to make the fee idea look a little better. It would fit right in with another drastic scenario floated at the meeting: to not just reduce, but eliminate, weekend Caltrain service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. If you're not familiar with the &lt;i&gt;Daily Post&lt;/i&gt;, it's a free newspaper that started showing up in local coffee shops about a year ago. It looks eerily similar to the &lt;i&gt;Palo Alto Daily News&lt;/i&gt;, and it turns out it looks similar because it was started by the same folks after they had sold the &lt;i&gt;Daily News&lt;/i&gt;. Normally, I'd link to the &lt;i&gt;Daily Post&lt;/i&gt; story online, but, against all expectations, Silicon Valley's newest newspaper prints its stories on paper only. The publishers say they aren't going to put their stories online unless they can make money off of it. I begrudgingly respect that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-808455622490784801?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/808455622490784801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=808455622490784801' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/808455622490784801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/808455622490784801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2009/05/good-caltrain-cop-bad-caltrain-cop.html' title='Good Caltrain Cop / Bad Caltrain Cop?'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-7885025060986120054</id><published>2009-04-25T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:54:26.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><title type='text'>Compost Cube</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here's the compost bin I built last weekend. I wanted a design I could throw together quickly since the only time I could work on it was during Nate's naps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used galvanized brackets, normally used for framing houses, and a bunch of deck screws to hold together the sides, which are three-foot redwood 2x4s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/20090412-IMG_1532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, I stapled chicken wire around the frame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/20090417-IMG_1536.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you've got yourself a compost bin ... also handy as a holding pen for curious children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/20090417-IMG_1539.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-7885025060986120054?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/7885025060986120054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=7885025060986120054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/7885025060986120054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/7885025060986120054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2009/04/compost-cube.html' title='Compost Cube'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-6539785556470677531</id><published>2009-04-09T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:23:06.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>How The Feds Print Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/5700_dollars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A few years ago, a co-worker asked, "You know how they talk about the government causing inflation by printing money? Do they literally mean that the government prints that much money?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know the answer, but I knew there's no way the Federal government literally fires up the printing presses and cranks out enough paper currency to cause significant inflation, not with most money existing only in computer databases. It would have to involve injecting money into those computer databases, but how?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer is that there is a special division of the Federal Reserve called the Federal Open Market Committee which directs its "open market operations". The U.S. Treasury, an official branch of the government, issues securities, Treasury bills and the like, on the open market where anyone can buy them. The Federal Reserve, quasi-independent from the government, buys and sell securities right along with everybody else, but unlike all the other buyers and sellers the Federal Reserve is allowed to buy them with money that it creates from nowhere. When someone at the Federal Reserve sits down at a keyboard and enters money into the Open Market Account, the Federal government is "printing" money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the Federal political establishment there are advantages of this process: it's indirect and obscure, it can be claimed that it is not a government activity, and it keeps the prices of Treasury securities attractive even when the Treasury is issuing more and more of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, why am I posting about this topic now? Normally, open market operations concentrate on buying and selling short-term securities with the goal of helping to keep key interest rates at target levels. Normally, inflation creeps along at the fairly slow year-to-year rate that we're all used to, slow enough that you can find economists that will argue that open market operations did or didn't affect any particular stretch of inflation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, in its March 2009 meeting, as yet another government response to the current recession, the Federal Open Market Committee made an unusual decision to purchase $1 trillion in Treasury and mortgage securities, including long-term securities that they normally don't deal in -- this was a clear-cut instance of the government "printing" money to purposely cause inflation (although the Federal Reserve uses the word, liquidity, rather than inflation).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-6539785556470677531?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/6539785556470677531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=6539785556470677531' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/6539785556470677531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/6539785556470677531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2009/04/how-feds-print-money.html' title='How The Feds Print Money'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-7464444932009038417</id><published>2009-03-12T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:35:39.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Talk Is Economical</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/blackswan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since this recession hit, I've felt the need to shore up my rudimentary understanding of Economics. If for no other reason than to deal with the staggering amount of bullshit economic punditry that is bombarding us all lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a wonderful podcast called &lt;a href="http://www.econtalk.org/" target="_blank"&gt;EconTalk&lt;/a&gt;, hosted by Russ Roberts, a Professor of Economics at George Mason University. Roberts has a consistently interesting line up of guests, mostly (but not all) economists. The interviews are free of jargon and academic pomposity, but not dumbed down like NPR's "Planet Money".  The episodes cover a wide variety of topics from the workings of the Federal Reserve to third-world economic development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting episode so far was Roberts' interview with Nassim Taleb, author of two books that I keep hearing about on various blogs and science podcasts: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1400063515?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=laursen-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1400063515" target="_blank"&gt;The Black Swan: The Impact of the Highly Improbable&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0812975219?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=laursen-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0812975219" target="_blank"&gt;Fooled by Randomness: The Hidden Role of Chance in Life and in the Markets&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the interview, Taleb makes a radical claim: the mathematical analysis that economists hold up as evidence that Economics is a science is based on shaky ground since it all presumes that human economic behavior and economic events, such as discoveries of new technology, conform to normal statistical bell curves. "Fooled by Randomness" lays out Taleb's case that economic phenomena don't behave in nice, statistically predictable ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taleb argues that Economics should be regarded as pragmatic or moral philosophy, not a science. I'm reserving judgement on his claim until I get a chance to read his books, but I find some comfort in it. I don't know about you, but I've always gotten the impression that economists never agree on anything and can never fully prove any of their claims -- maybe Taleb has figured out why that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-7464444932009038417?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/7464444932009038417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=7464444932009038417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/7464444932009038417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/7464444932009038417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2009/03/talk-is-economical.html' title='Talk Is Economical'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-905589733483317579</id><published>2009-03-08T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:34:33.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Zoo Day!</title><content type='html'>We've been meaning to take Nate to the San Francisco Zoo but there have been a lot of rainy weekends lately. So, we jumped at the chance to go with Frances' mommy group. Nate was really into seeing all the animals, and excited just to be walking around  with mommy and daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/200903SanFranciscoZoo/content/bin/images/thumb/20090307_IMG_1520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few &lt;a href="http://laursen.org/200903SanFranciscoZoo/"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-905589733483317579?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/905589733483317579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=905589733483317579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/905589733483317579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/905589733483317579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2009/03/zoo-day.html' title='Zoo Day!'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-3876856150205525476</id><published>2009-02-24T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:34:13.726-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye to Uncle Muff</title><content type='html'>We traveled to Denver for the sad purpose of attending my Uncle Milford's funeral. It was a happy time, too, because we got to visit with family and many of them met Nate for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/200902Denver/content/bin/images/thumb/IMG_1497.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the best of my &lt;a href="http://laursen.org/200902Denver/"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-3876856150205525476?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/3876856150205525476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=3876856150205525476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/3876856150205525476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/3876856150205525476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2009/02/saying-goodbye-to-uncle-muff.html' title='Saying Goodbye to Uncle Muff'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-2182087833798945298</id><published>2008-11-16T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:33:32.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Talks at Google</title><content type='html'>If you're looking for something thought-provoking to watch on the Web, check out &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/AtGoogleTalks" target="_blank"&gt;Talks at Google&lt;/a&gt;. Google has hosted hundreds of well-known authors, musicians, politicians, etc. to give talks at the Google campus, and put them all up on YouTube.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some that I've watched lately: author/curmudgeon &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sD0B-X9LJjs" target="_blank"&gt;Christopher Hitchens&lt;/a&gt;, magician/debunker &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTPj9VlNzQ0" target="_blank"&gt;James Randi&lt;/a&gt;, author/smartass &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WfyxJifcAX8" target="_blank"&gt;Anthony Bordain&lt;/a&gt;, and author/geek &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnq-2BJwatE" target="_blank"&gt;Neil Stephenson&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-2182087833798945298?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/2182087833798945298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=2182087833798945298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/2182087833798945298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/2182087833798945298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/11/talks-at-google.html' title='Talks at Google'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-6937267557634648170</id><published>2008-11-05T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:18:47.688-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Plucky Political Predictions</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="crystal ball" src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/crystal_ball.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barack Obama won't reveal a secret plan to turn the country into a Marxist state. He won't organize gangs of "civilian national security force" goons to beat up anybody who criticizes him. He won't even appoint Jesse Jackson as Secretary of State. He won't do any of the scary things I've heard right-wing radio talk show hosts claim he will do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah Palin will co-author, with a ghost writer, two books, which will sell well on conservative web sites and in bible book stores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Proposition 1A high-speed rail project will not be completed by 2030, as promised. There will be at least two more ballot initiatives asking for more funds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same-sex couples will eventually win the right to marry in California. Sometime in the next two-hundred years, we will elect the first gay President. Well, openly gay President -- James Buchanan will always be the first gay President.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-6937267557634648170?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/6937267557634648170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=6937267557634648170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/6937267557634648170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/6937267557634648170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/11/plucky-political-predictions.html' title='Plucky Political Predictions'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-1274881232811634083</id><published>2008-11-04T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:02:08.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Nate's First Vote</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Nate helped Daddy vote this morning. Best of all, our polling place was at a fire station, so we got to see a FIRE TRUCK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img alt="Nate helping Daddy vote" src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/081104NateVotes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can't see it clearly in the photo, but Nate thinks it is important to bring along a helium balloon when one votes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walking home, I was thinking about how he's going to be the kid who keeps getting in trouble at school because he has a contrarian libertarian nut for a dad:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Today we are going to learn about an important civic duty -- voting. When you all get older, you will have a sacred responsibility to participate in our democratic form of government. Yes, Nate?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"My daddy says that each California voter gets roughly an 80-millionth share in the decision of who becomes President of the United States. And that the President in turn gets to exercise vast emperor-like powers that impact every one of those voters lives."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, my wife agreed. He is going to be that kid. And she's going to be the one that gets all the phone calls from the principal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-1274881232811634083?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/1274881232811634083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=1274881232811634083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/1274881232811634083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/1274881232811634083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/11/nates-first-vote.html' title='Nate&apos;s First Vote'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-4630621399628952705</id><published>2008-09-29T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:32:31.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Hurray for the House, Part 2</title><content type='html'>The mainstream press' coverage of the bailout has been what I have recently heard described as an "echo chamber". Mere repetition of the talking points coming from the politicians, with no follow-up questioning or skepticism. I image a lot of reporters don't feel qualified to question confident declarations from experts.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days ago, I read an article (wish I could remember where) about a psychological experiment where it was shown that most test subjects would not dissent from the unanimous opinion expressed by a test group. However, as soon as one other person expressed a dissenting opinion, many test subjects would feel freed to express their own doubts. This is hardly a shocking scientific finding; we all know the story of the "Emperor's New Clothes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping that one of the best effects of today's No vote will be that the press will start presenting more dissenting points of view on the idea that we need a huge, hurried bailout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-4630621399628952705?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/4630621399628952705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=4630621399628952705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/4630621399628952705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/4630621399628952705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/09/hurray-for-house-part-2.html' title='Hurray for the House, Part 2'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-5390742566504133901</id><published>2008-09-29T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:27:54.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Hurray for the House!</title><content type='html'>The House did the right thing by voting down the bailout plan today. The hasty, ill-conceived plan (has Bush ever met a hasty, ill-conceived plan he didn't love?) was built around two bad ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, that we can mitigate the effect this credit crisis will have on "Main Street" Americans by having the government borrow an amount of money, in one mind-blowing orgy of spending, equal to the on-the-books cost of the Iraq War. (The actual cost of the Iraq War is a few hundred billion more than the figures Republicans like to quote.) This is money on credit that will have to be repaid, with interest, either through inflation or higher taxes -- either way, "Main Street" Americans would suffer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The plan has been sold with a bit of intentional misinformation: a claim that the mortgage-backed securities would be bought up at a deep discount. Not necessarily so. Paulson's original write-up proposed to buy up the assets at their maturity price. Furthermore, one of the factors making this mess such a huge mess is that nobody knows what the securities are worth. They are very difficult to value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, the misconception that the $700 billion asking price is based on some kind of in-depth analysis of the economy. The truth is that the $700 billion figure is arbitrary. Paulson took the value of all mortgages held by U.S. banks, then multiplied by 0.05. Why 5%? No particular reason. Paulson has never claimed otherwise, and has never claimed by the way, that he knows whether the plan will work or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unlikely that he came up with just the right plan or the right amount. You can make a pretty good case that the economy will bounce back after its own after a downturn, in which case the bailout isn't really needed. At least not a bailout of this size. You can also make a pretty good case that we're heading towards another depression, in which case the bailout isn't going to prevent it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can the government do? Just a few ideas better than what has been proposed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cut spending. A good place to start would be bringing the troops home from Iraq. Cutting spending is the only way our heavily indebted government can put real money back into the economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Require banks to hold larger reserves. A lot of the current short-term stock market crisis is driven by lack of confidence. Reform of the weak regulation that allowed the financial sector to get into this mess in the first place will help restore confidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. If we must spend money, be prepared to spend it on a possible failure of FDIC guarantees. Or to help folks who are at risk of defaulting on their payments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best thing about today's vote-down may be that it has damaged John McCain's credibility. In this tough economic situation, the last thing we need is a war-loving President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-5390742566504133901?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/5390742566504133901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=5390742566504133901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/5390742566504133901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/5390742566504133901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/09/hurray-for-house.html' title='Hurray for the House!'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-7827649482321892313</id><published>2008-09-29T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:32:00.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Nate &amp; Daddy's Weekend: Day Three: Undamaged Kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Nate pops open a cool one." src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/DSC00011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thing went pretty smoothly today. For the most part. At the start of Nate's meal last night, I kicked off my shoes under his high chair. This morning when I inserted my foot into my sneakers, big piece of squashy banana in the toe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting more confident with his new bike seat. We went on an hour and a half bike ride from our house, through Palo Alto, just up to the point where we would have to cross the train tracks and El Camino Real to enter Stanford University. We'll leave that adventure for another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were both so glad to see Mommy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-7827649482321892313?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/7827649482321892313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=7827649482321892313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/7827649482321892313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/7827649482321892313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/09/nate-daddys-weekend-day-three-undamaged.html' title='Nate &amp; Daddy&apos;s Weekend: Day Three: Undamaged Kid'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-7402713097962704376</id><published>2008-09-28T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:31:28.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Nate &amp; Daddy's Weekend: Day Two: A Walk in the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Nate is starting to miss his mommy. Right before his nap, when he was getting tired and fussy, he pointed at her picture on the mantle and shot me a look like, "What did you do to her?!" He calmed down after some cuddling. Every once in a while he would point to her picture or walk around the house looking for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's big fun was a walk at &lt;a href="http://www.ci.mtnview.ca.us/city_hall/comm_services/shoreline_regional_wildlife_area/default.asp" target="_blank"&gt;Shoreline Park&lt;/a&gt; with fellow Geek Scout, Oliver, and his daddy, Greg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a photo from our regular morning outing to the neighborhood play park:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Nate looks up a tree" src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/DSC00008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's Nate reading all his books:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Nate reading" src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/DSC00009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-7402713097962704376?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/7402713097962704376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=7402713097962704376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/7402713097962704376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/7402713097962704376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/09/nate-daddys-weekend-day-two-walk-in.html' title='Nate &amp; Daddy&apos;s Weekend: Day Two: A Walk in the Park'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-2702212207961479233</id><published>2008-09-27T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:30:53.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Nate &amp; Daddy's Weekend: Day One: Fry's Made My Child Cry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Fry's made this child cry." src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/DSC00007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My wife is in Seattle for a long girl's weekend with my sisters, so it's just me and the boy for three days. Really makes me appreciate all she does to take care of him all day while I'm at work. He's in bed, and the last of the going-to-sleep noises have faded on the baby monitor, so it looks like I've survived the first day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today's only tantrum was at lunch time when I tried to put on his &lt;a href="http://www1.epinions.com/reviews/Baby_Bjorn_Soft_Bib" target="_blank"&gt;Baby Bjorn bib&lt;/a&gt;. He has been starting to rebel against the hard plastic collar that holds it around his neck. But it was resolved quickly by my giving him his way: we just bought a soft bib that goes over his entire upper body, but we hadn't had a chance to try it yet. I felt like a bad parent giving in to a tantrum, but I had to balance that against his actually having a legitimate grievance. And I don't think he has the communication skills at his age to complain about something like that without throwing a tantrum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After his mid-day nap, we headed to Fry's. Nothing to buy, we were just geeking out. Nate used his special balloon-dar sense to immediately spot a bunch of balloons attached to a line of clearance sale bins. There was one sort of runt-of-the-litter balloon that was only half inflated. An employee was about to throw it away, so I asked if Nate could have it. By the time we had driven half way home it had completely shriveled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(One could argue that I played some part in this tragedy by selecting a known defective balloon. But it's just too much fun to hate on Fry's. Did I mention that he didn't really cry. He just looked kinda disappointed.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, we went on a bike ride around the neighborhood. We just installed a &lt;a href="http://www.topeak.com/products/Child-Carrier" target="_blank"&gt;Topeak carrier&lt;/a&gt; on my bike. We've only test ridden it a couple of times, so I'm still not comfortable doing anything other than a slow ride on quiet streets. It makes the bike very back heavy, so I have to be cautious not to let the bike get out of control when stopped, and I have to avoid sharp turns. Plus, right now, I stop every couple of minutes to make sure he hasn't figured out how to unbuckle the safety harness -- he's always trying to figure stuff like that out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-2702212207961479233?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/2702212207961479233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=2702212207961479233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/2702212207961479233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/2702212207961479233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/09/nate-daddys-weekend-day-one-frys-made.html' title='Nate &amp; Daddy&apos;s Weekend: Day One: Fry&apos;s Made My Child Cry!'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-6453601252007538117</id><published>2008-09-04T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:41:11.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viral video'/><title type='text'>The Seventies Get What They Deserve</title><content type='html'>If you didn't spend your teenage years living in L.A., tuned into 70's FM radio, you might not get the stupendously awesome catharsis that is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yachtrock.com/" target="_yachtrock"&gt;Yacht Rock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. If you did, here's your chance to be an eyewitness to the approximately-true history of how Kenny Loggins and Michael McDonald fought their way to the top of L.A's smooth rock scene. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Warning: Extremely crude humor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-6453601252007538117?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/6453601252007538117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=6453601252007538117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/6453601252007538117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/6453601252007538117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/09/seventies-get-what-they-deserve.html' title='The Seventies Get What They Deserve'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-4329663692688547128</id><published>2008-09-04T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:01:55.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Half A Book Review: Noble House</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Noble House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; by James Clavell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=laursen-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=0440164842&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="width:120px;height:240px;" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got through about one-hundred fifty pages. Just couldn't finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it might be full of anecdotes about the history and culture of Hong Kong. I now have in-laws there and from there, we've visited once and we'll be visiting again one of these days. I was fascinated by the place and would like to learn more about it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That, and my original plan was to read my wife's old paperback copy of &lt;i&gt;Shogun&lt;/i&gt;, but the print was too small for my middle-aged eyesight. &lt;i&gt;Noble House&lt;/i&gt; looked like the best pick from the hardcover Clavell novels on the shelves of our local library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out it is like an especially tedious episode of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dynasty_(TV_series)" target="_blank"&gt;Dynasty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; set in Hong Kong. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayeeyah!&lt;/span&gt; The main characters aren't even Chinese -- they're bloody, boring Brits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-4329663692688547128?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/4329663692688547128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=4329663692688547128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/4329663692688547128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/4329663692688547128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/09/half-book-review-noble-house.html' title='Half A Book Review: Noble House'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-2819442261304095036</id><published>2008-07-31T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:51:56.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Three Little Book Reviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=laursen-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=1593080182&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="width:120px;height:240px;" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Herman Melville, "Moby-Dick"&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the impression you may have gotten from the movies, Captain Ahab spends most of his time off stage, below deck, and Moby Dick doesn't appear until the last few pages. Melville once admitted that he tacked on the Ahab story so that there would be a story, and it shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's best to ignore all the academic b.s. about "Moby-Dick" being the great American novel. It was panned by critics (not without good reason) when it first came out, and was nearly forgotten until the aftermath of World War I, when a novel about hubris yielded insight into the minds of the leaders who had gotten the world into such a devastating mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we actually have here is a weird, rambling natural history of whales and whaling. With a subplot about a crazed, obsessive sea captain. And another subplot about a gay romanc -- err, deep friendship between an observant Yankee sailor and a cannibal harpoonist. Often fascinating, often tedious, with poetic, but sometimes incoherent, language that must be read out loud for full effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=laursen-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=0452289963&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="width:120px;height:240px;" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Eckhart Tolle, "A New Earth"&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to apologize to my wife for marking up the margins of "A New Earth" with all my comments. I've never read a book that gave me such an overwhelming urge to talk back to the author. After reflecting on it, I realize I was reacting not to Tolle's basic message, but the tone of his writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eckhart Tolle is a lot better at communicating his ideas through speaking than writing. In his series of online seminars with Oprah he comes across as a moderate thinker, humorous and likable. [Note: I don't know how to link to the archives of the online seminars, but you can find them by going to iTunes and searching for Oprah.com's Spirit Channel.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "A New Earth", he is often harshly judgmental, following a pattern of making a very black-and-white condemnation of some aspect of unenlightened humanity on one page, then admitting to a more moderate view a few pages later. I sometimes wondered whether the book's tone was the result of his editor over-urging him not to be wishy washy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give a balanced review, I have to say that Tolle's best moments in writing are the little illustrative stories he tells about zen monks or people that he has counseled. It's in these passages that the same personality he displays in the Oprah conversations shows through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is Tolle's basic message? The power of stilling one's mind of counterproductive, habitual thought patterns by learning to be in the moment. (His previous bestseller, which I haven't read, is called, "The Power of Now".) Tolle is primarily a popularizer of Buddhist thought. And I walked away from reading "A New Earth" with an intereset in reading the Buddhist source materials that influenced Tolle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=laursen-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=0230603963&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="width:120px;height:240px;" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Matt Welch, "McCain: The Myth of a Maverick"&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book may seem like a hit piece on the presumptive Republican candidate, but Welch actually wrote it back when it looked like McCain's campaign was barreling towards failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This portrait of McCain, largely drawn from carefully reading McCain's own confessional autobiographies, shows a career politician who doesn't care about, and freely flip flops on, issues conservatives are supposed to care about: abortion, immigration, gay marriage, etc. Meanwhile, what does McCain care about? The military life, and national greatness in the vein of Teddy Roosevelt's vision of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt this book will have much influence on the upcoming elections. Although McCain has flip flopped on all the big issues in the past, his latest positions on all the big conservative issues are "correct".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Welch, the new editor of the libertarian magazine, &lt;i&gt;reason&lt;/i&gt;, wrote "McCain: The Myth of a Maverick" while he was still on the editorial staff at the &lt;i&gt;Los Angeles Times&lt;/i&gt;. There's a lot in the book that would turn libertarians off to voting for McCain, but few libertarians are fans of McCain or Obama, anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-2819442261304095036?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/2819442261304095036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=2819442261304095036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/2819442261304095036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/2819442261304095036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/06/three-little-book-reviews.html' title='Three Little Book Reviews'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-4289681187003197074</id><published>2008-07-26T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:23:24.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Playground Project</title><content type='html'>By keeping an eye on garage sales and mailing lists, we've accumulated a world-class collection of &lt;a href="http://littletikes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;little tikes®&lt;/a&gt; play structures. We now have a table, a picnic table, a big slide and a little slide -- and the crown jewel of our collection: a blue octopus merry-go-round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/20080700PlayArea/DCP_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided that my big "stay-cation" project would be to build a playground in our backyard. The yard was thoroughly torn up when we remodeled our house, so there wasn't any good place for Nate to play outside. I spent every morning for the last two weeks working on this area just off of our living room and mommy and daddy's offices, where we will be able to keep an eye on him when he is old enough to play outside on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Nate got his first chance to try out his playground. Although we're going to continue taking him to the playground at our local park, he enjoyed these smaller play structures. They are just the right size for him to learn how to climb all over them without getting hurt when he falls off. And he's already fallen off all of them, with daddy hovering nearby but restraining himself from coddling too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part of the project was prepping the 16' x 16' area. The scraggly remains of the old lawn were full of construction trash, roots and weeds, old sprinkler pipes, and that annoying green plastic netting that they use to strengthen rolls of turf. So, I decided to completely clear the topsoil. I think I found nearly a hundred old nails, many that must date back to when our house was built in 1954.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, Frances helps out by cutting a bunch of roots that were growing through one corner of the area:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/20080700PlayArea/DCP_0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had originally drawn up plans to do a more elaborate frame around the area, with a bench built in along one side, but I scaled back the plans to fit the amount of time available (and then spent a week more than I thought it would take). The simplified redwood frame is lightweight, but should be stable since it is half-buried in our nearly-hard-as-brick clay soil. Getting the frame square was the hardest part, but the contractor working on our hall bath gave me some tips. (By the way, the hall bath remodel is the reason for all of the trash piled behind the playground.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I had the frame built, I graded the ground, adding back about half the topsoil, carefully raking through it to get out all the crud mentioned above. If you look carefully, you can see that there's a shallow ditch running across the grade. After I had started removing the topsoil, I realized that one of our downspouts has a drain pipe that runs under the sidewalk and drains into the play area. I'm hoping that the ditch will help the water drain to the down-slope side of the frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/20080700PlayArea/DCP_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frame is filled with about four inches of "playground fiber", a mulch of soft wood that doesn't splinter. And is very good at being tracked into the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were about to try out the playground yesterday afternoon, it was getting hit with some strong sun. So, we decided to move the canopy that we bought for Nate's first birthday party over the play area. It cooled it down nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/20080700PlayArea/DCP_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-4289681187003197074?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/4289681187003197074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=4289681187003197074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/4289681187003197074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/4289681187003197074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/07/playground-project.html' title='Playground Project'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-2702046729317542465</id><published>2008-06-30T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T13:53:41.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Posterity: Barney's Butt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So, my sister goes to Washington, D.C. and visits all of the typical tourist sites. Animal nut that she is, most of her pictures of the White House feature &lt;a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/barney/" target="_whitehouse"&gt;Barney the Dog&lt;/a&gt;, on a brief romp while he evades the staff member in charge of watching him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here, recorded for future Presidential historians, sort of with my sister's permission and definitely without the White House's permission, Barney's posterior:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/images/P4050040.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-2702046729317542465?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/2702046729317542465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=2702046729317542465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/2702046729317542465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/2702046729317542465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/06/for-posterity-barneys-butt.html' title='For Posterity: Barney&apos;s Butt'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-4715444426787356057</id><published>2008-06-24T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:11:57.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viral video'/><title type='text'>A Tour of North Korea</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure who these Vice Guide guys are. Their style is too reckless for anyone to confuse them with mainstream journalists. I can say that they had some major balls to bribe their way into North Korea on a Chinese tourist package, risking repeated threats of criminal prosecution to re-emerge with lots of video. I don't think they ever fully explained how they got away with it: Bribes? Secret compartments? Tour guides full of empty threats?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The entire series is long, but here are a couple of episodes that convey how surreal their tour of North Korea was:&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vbs.tv/video.php?id=1442316175" target="_vbs"&gt;Episode Five -The Tea Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vbs.tv/video.php?id=1454975007" target="_vbs"&gt;Episode Thirteen - Arirang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the entire series:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vbs.tv/shows.php?show=1442318652&amp;amp;source=poster" target="_vbs"&gt;The Vice Guide to North Korea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-4715444426787356057?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/4715444426787356057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=4715444426787356057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/4715444426787356057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/4715444426787356057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/06/tour-of-north-korea.html' title='A Tour of North Korea'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-5068486672018012889</id><published>2008-06-24T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:34:32.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viral video'/><title type='text'>Cookie Monster Sets The Record Straight</title><content type='html'>Did Cookie Monster betray America's children? Stephen Colbert gives him a chance to set the record straight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comedycentral.com/colbertreport/videos.jhtml?videoId=174545" target="_colbert"&gt;Cookie Monster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comedycentral.com/colbertreport/videos.jhtml?videoId=171141" target="_colbert"&gt;Stephen's Missing Peabody&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://endervidualism.com/erev/08/ewr080615.htm" target="_enders"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ender's Review of the Web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-5068486672018012889?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/5068486672018012889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=5068486672018012889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/5068486672018012889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/5068486672018012889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/06/cookie-monster-sets-record-straight.html' title='Cookie Monster Sets The Record Straight'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552705830796465925.post-8671792214279609772</id><published>2008-06-13T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T00:14:36.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>If you know what's good for you, you'll blog and you'll blog often!</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.adobe.com/aboutadobe/pressroom/pressreleases/200805/060208AdobeAcrobat9.html" target="_adobe_com"&gt;software product&lt;/a&gt; I've been doggedly working on for the last year and a half is about to ship. This is the first evening of a long-awaited six-week vacation. I haven't had a summer vacation like this since ... high school?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No better time to kick off my new blog. As I explained in the &lt;a href="http://laursen.org/Issuefish/2008/05/perhaps-this-blogday-doesnt-count.html"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt; on my neglected political blog, &lt;a href="http://laursen.org/Issuefish/"&gt;Issuefish&lt;/a&gt;, I've been meaning to make the switch to a general-topic blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why unleash another blog on the world? Well, it's not about you guys, it's about me! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scientific American&lt;/span&gt; says &lt;a href="http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?id=the-healthy-type" target="_sciam_com"&gt;blogging is good for you&lt;/a&gt;! Even so, I hope you'll all find my posts here to be interesting (and, no, this one doesn't count).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552705830796465925-8671792214279609772?l=laursen.org%2Fmikeblog'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/8671792214279609772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552705830796465925&amp;postID=8671792214279609772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/8671792214279609772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552705830796465925/posts/default/8671792214279609772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laursen.org/mikeblogger/2008/06/if-you-know-whats-good-for-you-youll.html' title='If you know what&apos;s good for you, you&apos;ll blog and you&apos;ll blog often!'/><author><name>Mike Laursen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08624641442395273645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04654322294560627210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
