I have to admit, those guys and gals over at Apple sure put some neat things into their products. For example, they installed motion sensors into their laptops. It didn't take very long before someone wrote an application that played different lightsaber sound effects based on the input to the motion sensor.
The MacSaber application allows nearly any Apple laptop owner to turn their pretty, yet non-lethal computer, into an elegant weapon of a more civilized time. Now, people across the globe are dueling with their Macs as evidenced by the video below:
Not to be outdone, we already have a "Star Wars kid" clone using a Mac:
On a normal day, no one calls my cell phone. I average about maybe two calls a week. Today, three people called me. One call was from my dentist, the other two were from financial advisors/planners.
The first money dude was at my office on Tuesday to give employees a presentation. The company I work for had arranged for two financial advisors to come in and talk to interested parties about strategies for saving for the future. Their talk was engaging and we were given a chance to leave contact info for more information. I left my number and he called me today to see if I'd like to meet some time in future and go over my financial situation. I told him I'd call him back to book a meeting in the near future.
The second money dude was a guy I've known for a few years now. I met him through the legendary Adrian Behennah. Let's call him Vanson. We've been discussing getting me some financial advice for several months now but were waiting until I paid off all my loans. Well, now that I'm finished with that, it's time for me to start building my financial empire. I'm going to meet Vanson on Monday and we'll be discussing money matters.
The whole financial planning presentation really got me thinking about far behind I am in planning for the future. Take a typical 22 year-old university graduate who gets a job after graduation. Assuming a reasonable income over the next ten years factoring in even modest raises, with a good plan for the future by the time that person is 32 years old, they should have an impressive net worth.
I recently turned 32 and all I have to show for it is the fact that I owe no one any money. Mind you, I don't have any money for myself either. How did I get here? Where did the time go? Well, let's take a look then. I graduated at 23 and not 22 unlike most people because I participated in co-op in school. I actually don't regret that. Instead of jumping into a job, I took a year off to relax and travel. Putting New York, Hawaii, San Francisco, and Calgary behind me, I was 24. At that early age, I got a job working for Cypress Solutions which will hopefully go down as the worst 11 months of my life. I quit when I was 25 and took a year off to recover, mostly thanks to the Canadian government who subsidized my time to a tune of nearly a grand a month. At 26, I began employment at Electronic Arts Canada as a games tester at a starting wage of $10.50 an hour. I did that for nearly two years, somehow achieving a final wage of $12.50 an hour. At 28, I quit the testing biz to start grad school so I could become a software engineer. Grad school took a bit longer to complete and it finally clocked in at two years and eight months. It was one hell of a time I gotta say. At 31, I was employed less than a month after graduation. So, here I am, a software engineer working on video games.
For the first time, I actually feel like I have a career rather than a series of jobs but it took a decade to get here. That is a long time. I would be so much farther ahead if I had gotten it right the first time around. I wonder what my life would be like now if that had happened?
Well, until I learn how to cross parallel universes, this is the situation I'm stuck with. Maybe we can talk about penny stocks on Monday.
I used to ride the bus along Granville Street twice a day going to and from work. Because of the construction for the new rapid transit line, virtually all vehicle traffic has been diverted off Granville.
The #50 bus actually turns onto Granville for two short blocks on the south end but other than that, you can't really ride down Granville anymore. The timing is usually wrong for me but I was able to catch the #50 this morning into work. When we were on Granville I realized how little of the street I'd seen since the end of April. It appeared that a new restaurant was about to open and there were a few new shops to open as well.
I can see why some of the local businesses along Granville were worried when the buses stopped running. I should take a stroll down Granville sometime soon, starting from the Cecil (you know, 'cause it's a good place to start) right on down to Waterfront station.
I got nothing cohesive tonight since I sent all my good material to the Economist. Instead, you'll ramblings which probably won't make a lot of sense.
First, if you absolutely have to eat fast food, I recommend eating Wendy's. Their burgers are never greasy and if you pick the chili or a salad for a side, you'll never have to eat fatty fries again. Just make sure you don't pick a fat-laden salad dressing.
Over the weekend, a 12 year-old girl went missing from the downtown eastside. She was visiting Vancouver with her dad. They were staying at a hotel near Main and Hastings. Who books a downtown eastside hotel and thinks that's a great place for a child to stay? The girl was found unharmed but seriously, that dad needs a hotel guide or something.
I played baseball on Sunday and I caught an infield fly ball for an out. It felt satisfying. Tyson, I even wore the shirt you got for me from Vegas.
What's with the stupid construction along Broadway near Main? On Sunday, they closed it down to one lane, with east- and west-bound traffic having to alternate using that single lane. Broadway is a major traffic artery... you can't do that on a long weekend.
It's been four days since I've been at work, I wish we could go for five.
I owe $0.08 to the federal government for my remaining student loan. I guess you can say I don't owe anyone anything anymore. If only you could farm money like you can farm gold in WoW.
I wanted to make a grill cheese sandwich today but apparently the cheese had to be thrown out since it had become mouldy.
By the time you read this, a box of et.com t-shirts will be making their way west from Ontario.
I'm not exactly sure why but more and more TV shows and movies have plots that bear a remarkable resemblance to my own life. The latest comes from the Fox Network which is prepping a new comedy for its fall season. The show is called The Winner and stars Rob Corddry of The Daily Show fame. It is a comedy or my own life (except the part about being 43 and rich)? Here's a description of the show from the official Fox web site:
THE WINNER (mid-season) A 43-and-a-half-year-old narrator, who is incredibly rich and successful, looks way back to 1994, when he lost his innocence and started to become a man - at the tender age of 32. In 1994, Glen Abbott (Rob Corddry, "The Daily Show"), still living with his parents, finally steps out into the world and tries to make something of himself when the only girl he'd ever kissed, the radiant Alison Miller (Erinn Hayes, "Everwood," "Kitchen Confidential"), returns to town.
Driven by the desire to become a success and win Alison's heart, Glen goes through his "wonder years" a mere 20 years older than, well, most everyone. But it's not in vain, as this unlikely underdog will eventually transform from fear-riddled underachiever to the richest man in Buffalo in a mere five years.
Luckily, Glen doesn't have to go though this awkward period alone. He becomes best friends with the only person he can truly relate to: Alison's 13-year-old son Josh (Keir Gilchrist, "A Lobster Tale"). Josh is a fellow hypochondriac, and they help each other survive "puberty." Glen also receives parental guidance from his absurdly enabling mother Irene (Julie Hagerty, "Girlfriends," "Malcolm in the Middle") and his supportive but quasi-rage-aholic dad Ron (Lenny Clarke, "Rescue Me," "Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events").
