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			<title>Attaining the Nexus</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 04:57:54 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I was doing crunches this morning—I can do 1000 now—when I started thinking about what I'd viewed adulthood as when I was a boy. The very first thing that popped into my mind was a scene from the movie Star Trek Generations. There's a particular moment when Captain Picard is enveloped into the...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I was doing crunches this morning—I can do 1000 now—when I started thinking about what I'd viewed adulthood as when I was a boy. The very first thing that popped into my mind was a scene from the movie Star Trek Generations. There's a particular moment when Captain Picard is enveloped into the &quot;nexus&quot;, a science fiction version of heaven, and he comes to in a magnificent home surrounded by his many children and a caring wife. It's Christmas, the children are all opening presents around a decorated tree, and Captain Picard simply sits on a sofa, sipping a bit of wine as dinner is just finishing up. It's all very ethereal, but the sense of a perfect the writers were undoubtedly trying to communicate came through loud and clear to my 11-year-old mind. <br />
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<i>Ah</i>, I thought to myself, <i>so this is what the good part of adulthood is</i>. I saw what essentially is still my goal in life, to have a family that I absolutely adore with my whole being, caring for them, providing for them, and experiencing life with them. A wife, children, a beautiful home, Christmas; perhaps heaven. I've had family—have family, too—but it never seemed to measure up to what I expected. There was always this odd grit to things. I couldn't put my finger on it at the time, I barely even noticed it. After my life changed, after thinking back I came to the conclusion that was simply what happened when you combined a dream with real life. For maybe 3 years I've been thinking that, but this morning when I was looking at the situation as if I were still a boy, things became clear: I hadn't reached the nexus, yet. <br />
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There have been times in my life when I've felt it—when I won the middle school talent show, the first time I fell in love, experiencing the miracle of birth, the first time a 3-year-old girl not only said, &quot;no&quot;, but was able to elaborate clearly why the answer was &quot;no&quot;—but I've never been able to attain it over a long period of time. The mere fact that I've experienced it, though, tells me that the nexus doesn't just have to be momentary; you don't just have to pass through it, you can live in it. <br />
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The nexus is fulfillment, and it absolutely, positively has to come from inner health and inner peace. You can't get to the nexus through overworking yourself, you can't get to the nexus by attending a Tony Robbins seminar, and you can't attain the nexus by googling &quot;<a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;q=how+get+nexus&amp;aq=f&amp;oq=&amp;aqi=" target="_blank">how get nexus</a>&quot;. The nexus is clarity of perception (living without harmful bias), wisdom (experienced knowledge and the ability to apply that knowledge to your actions), self-honesty (the ability to live without self-deception) and a true understanding of your own happiness. The nexus is living in that euphoric and ethereal feeling, &quot;like being wrapped in joy&quot;, and it's not unattainable. It's not a goal, though. Goals have to be specific, like &quot;be honest with yourself&quot; or &quot;exercise every morning&quot;. The nexus is an eventual result of setting the right goals, working toward them consistently and honestly, and attaining them so that collectively you can be content. <br />
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			<title>Artificial</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 22:04:06 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[This morning I woke up to my alarm clock playing a song that was stolen from the original artist by another artist via "sampling". I stepped into the shower and used shampoo and soap with god knows what in them. I use a plastic sponge thing. When I get out, I put some crap in my hair that I...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>This morning I woke up to my alarm clock playing a song that was stolen from the original artist by another artist via &quot;sampling&quot;. I stepped into the shower and used shampoo and soap with god knows what in them. I use a plastic sponge thing. When I get out, I put some crap in my hair that I couldn't even begin to describe beyond &quot;white stuff&quot;. I call it &quot;shmutz&quot; to friends and family. I grab some cereal and pour soy milk on it. It's tasty, but again I don't really know what any of the ingredients are beyond wheat and soy. Maybe some salt? I'll have to go back and read the labels. <br />
<br />
I put on running shoes made from plastics and rubbers and cloths. They're supposed to give my feet support, but I've never seen anything to suggest they're better than going barefoot other than stepping on something sharp. I put on pants made mostly of plastic, and put my headphones in my ears. I'm listening to a song that couldn't be replicated with any kind of existing, non-electronic instruments. <br />
<br />
When I get back, I drink a protein shake made up mostly of over-processed  milk and sugar. Look how healthy I am. I'm building lean muscle and strong bones. <br />
<br />
Now I'm sitting at my desk, which is ash veneer over &quot;engineered wood&quot;. I'm eating a snack that's supposed to be healthy, but it's mainly subsidized corn. I'm watching &quot;Inside the Obama White House&quot; on my DVR, as Hillary Clinton tries desperately to feign being casual for the camera. It's supposed to be an exercise in transparency, but it's really just a drama about political personalities. <br />
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Later I'm going to get into my car, which is made from many processed metals and plastics and runs on heavily processed fossil fuels and I'll go see a movie about something that could never happen. I'll probably even have a small popcorn, which is processed corn, butter and salt. It's more calories than I probably need for a 7 hour period. <br />
<br />
When I get home, I'll take Jack for a walk. Jack will have to be leashed and we'll be on concrete the whole time. It's the same route I take every day. <br />
<br />
I'll give him a treat made of... well it's called a milk bone, but it's mostly flour. I'd give him something more substantive, but I keep forgetting to ask his vet which meats dogs can digest. I'll try to remember next time. <br />
<br />
After a relaxing evening, I'll curl up in my organic sheets and fall asleep. <br />
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I'm so green.</div>

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			<title>Out With the Old</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2009 20:19:36 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I finally got rid of my 17" eMac.  
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She served me well for over 5 years, which is unbelievable for any computer. The disc drive finally started to go around mid December, so I decided it was finally time to upgrade. I had We Fix...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I finally got rid of my 17&quot; eMac. <br />
<img src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c367/Willravel/Front.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><br />
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She served me well for over 5 years, which is unbelievable for any computer. The disc drive finally started to go around mid December, so I decided it was finally time to upgrade. I had We Fix Macs put in a new superdrive and I gave it to a low income family from work so the eMac will still be in service. <br />
<br />
I was going to get a 20&quot; iMac from the store, but I found a Mac mini on craigslist for an incredibly low price. 1.83GHz Core Two Duo, 2GB RAM, etc, ready to go. I figured that with the low price of the computer itself, I could just buy a decent LCD monitor and get basically the same performance as an iMac for hundreds and hundreds of dollars cheaper. <br />
<br />
I did a bit of research and found that the Acer P221WD was probably the best bang for my buck. I wanted something bigger than a 20&quot;, with decent enough stats and that had a nice appearance. The Acer fit the bill, and came in at only $150 from TigerDirect. <br />
<br />
I also decided to upgrade the old desk. Don't get me wrong, I loved my desk, but the years haven't been kind to it and my chair didn't really fit in it. I thought about getting something that would match my <a href="http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/willravel/36-new-floors.html" target="_blank">newly redesigned living room</a>, but a friend of mine explained to me that it's possible to have different looks in different rooms. I decided to keep my room looking clean and contemporary, so I went with the <a href="http://www.crateandbarrel.com/family.aspx?c=1070&amp;f=24063" target="_blank">Loop Desk</a> from Crate and Barrel. But the thing was going to take two weeks to get in, and the monitor arrived in only a few days. <br />
<br />
So I set it up on my Roland electric piano:<br />
<img src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c367/Willravel/ComputeronPiano.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><br />
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And I have to admit it looked really cool. I have a ton of sheet music as pdfs on my computer, and practicing was a breeze when I just had to hit the down arrow to get to the next page. I cued up Mozart's Piano Concerto No 10 in Eb (K 365) and it was a breeze. Of course, there really wasn't room for anything else and the mousepad kept slipping off. Still, I might move my monitor back when I need to practice from time to time. It felt like a very modern way to play some very old pieces. <br />
<br />
Finally the desk arrived, and I found out the hard way that the Loop Desk doesn't fit squarely in the back of a 2001 Jetta. Cest la vi. It was surprisingly simple to construct, but even more surprising it was very sturdy. I can stand on this thing, and I'm 175 lbs in my shorts. The desk has a massive drawer that pulls out revealing an area that one can keep peripherals, power strips, and even the mouse and keyboard on. All-in-all, I'm very happy with the set up. <br />
<img src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c367/Willravel/ComputeronDesk.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><br />
<br />
This should hold me over until the next version of the Mac mini comes out some time this year, when they'll be upgrading the video card, hard drive, and probably ram.</div>

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			<title>The Teenager</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 20:07:00 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[It's an old cliche that youth is wasted on the youthful. And it's so damned true.  
 
I wasn't adequately prepared for my teenage years. Neither of my parents have particularly good teenage years, and the social development that one normally goes through during middle school and high school, for...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>It's an old cliche that youth is wasted on the youthful. And it's so damned true. <br />
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I wasn't adequately prepared for my teenage years. Neither of my parents have particularly good teenage years, and the social development that one normally goes through during middle school and high school, for them, was postponed until college. They deny it now, but it's obvious. Their development translated to a parenting style that expected I wouldn't really come out of my shell until I was 19-22, and it's something, looking back, I rebelled against with every fiber of my being. <br />
<br />
At the age of maybe 7 or 8, I grew up. This meant I was always the responsible one in my group of friends, I got on better with older kids and adults, and had trouble connecting with kids my age until my early 20s. In a way I'm really lucky, because I was able to infuse my adult self with a ton of inner child, which has helped me to stay happy even during very dark times in my life. Unfortunately, though, it also meant that my teenage years weren't something I could really revel in. <br />
<br />
Being a teenager was something I watched from the outside. By 13 I was already practicing safe sex, by 15 I was in a committed, long-term, monogamous relationship, and I was constantly dating older women. I took martial arts not because I idolized Bruce Lee or because I thought it was fun, but because it was a great way to get exercise and it was, in all truth, an attempt to connect with other people. I was in all of the advanced classes in school, always either getting along famously with teachers or directly competing with them. I even faked 'senioritus', as crazy as it sounds. I ditched class not because I had an overwhelming, testosterone-driven urge to rebel or go party, but simply because I'd already finished classwork, homework, and even the next week's work. I was bored and I was still looking for ways to connect to my peers, not knowing that making such a connection was so difficult because I refused to allow myself to be young. <br />
<br />
This is not to say that I didn't make mistakes. I made some dooseys in my time. And I responded to them the way I would have imagined an adult might. <br />
<br />
I graduated, went on to college, met someone, got engaged, started to raise a wonderful little girl, and then I had the rug pulled out from under me. It was the best and worst thing to ever happen to me. A few years on now, I really have an opportunity to reflect on the road behind when planning the road ahead (I love looking for patterns). I was thinking back to my teenage years, thinking of Ch'i's teenage years, and I was thinking of my high school friends as I was looking through my facebook friends list. Suddenly it occurred to me: I will someday have the opportunity to give my children the teenage years that I missed out on. <br />
<br />
If you're a parent, don't be in a rush to see your kids grow up. There's a lot of rich experiences to be had by being young.</div>

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			<title>Operation Caviar</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 21:13:18 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>As some may be aware, beluga caviar was made illegal for about a year and since then the quality has been considerably lower. I was concerned about this because I like being a rich snob, and having lower quality caviar gets in the way of that.  
 
Problem solved.  
 
California White Sturgeon...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>As some may be aware, beluga caviar was made illegal for about a year and since then the quality has been considerably lower. I was concerned about this because I like being a rich snob, and having lower quality caviar gets in the way of that. <br />
<br />
Problem solved. <br />
<br />
California White Sturgeon caviar, hand picked, sublime. I got some as a gift from a family friend. It's complex, rich taste attacks your sense from all directions. The texture is better than Beluga. The smell, too. And I mean better than pre-2007 Beluga. I've found myself a new favorite caviar, and it's from my own state. <br />
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/pride</div>

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			<title>Why do we accept the construct? Why do I?</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 06:45:39 GMT</pubDate>
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*6-Year-Old Stares Down Bottomless Abyss Of Formal Schooling* 
 
CARPENTERSVILLE, IL—Local first-grader Connor Bolduc, 6, experienced the first inkling of a coming lifetime of existential dread Monday upon recognizing his cruel destiny to participate in compulsory education for the...</description>
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CARPENTERSVILLE, IL—Local first-grader Connor Bolduc, 6, experienced the first inkling of a coming lifetime of existential dread Monday upon recognizing his cruel destiny to participate in compulsory education for the better part of the next two decades, sources reported.<br />
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&quot;I don't want to go to school,&quot; Bolduc told his parents, the crushing reality of his situation having yet to fully dawn on his naïve consciousness. &quot;I want to play outside with my friends.&quot;<br />
<br />
While Bolduc stood waiting for the bus to pick him up on his first day of elementary school, his parents reportedly were able to &quot;see the wheels turning in his little brain&quot; as the child, for the first time in his life, began to understand how dire and hopeless his situation had actually become.<br />
<br />
Basic math—which the child has blissfully yet to learn—clearly demonstrates that the number of years before he will be released from the horrifying prison of formal schooling, is more than twice the length of time he has yet existed. According to a conservative estimate of six hours of school five days a week for nine months of the year, Bolduc faces an estimated 14,400 hours trapped in an endless succession of nearly identical, suffocating classrooms.<br />
<br />
This nightmarish but undeniably real scenario does not take into account additional time spent on homework, extracurricular responsibilities, or college, sources said.<br />
<br />
&quot;I can't wait until school is over,&quot; said the 3-foot-tall tragic figure, who would not have been able, if asked, to contemplate the amount of time between now and summer, let alone the years and years of tedium to follow.<br />
<br />
The concept of wasting a majority of daylight hours sitting still in a classroom when he could be riding his bicycle, playing in his tree fort, or lying in the grass looking at bugs—especially considering that he had already wasted two years of his life attending preschool and kindergarten—seemed impossibly unfair to Bolduc. Moreover, sources said, he had no idea how much worse the inescapable truth will turn out to be.<br />
<br />
Shortly after his mommy, homemaker Ellen Bolduc, 31, assured him that he would be able to resume playtime &quot;when school lets out,&quot; Connor's innocent brain only then began to work out the implication of that sentence to its inevitable, soul-crushing conclusion.<br />
<br />
When pressed for more detail on the exact timing of that event, Mrs. Bolduc would only reply &quot;soon.&quot; At that point, the normally energetic child grew quiet before asking a follow-up question, &quot;After [younger sister] Maddy's birthday?&quot; thereby setting the stage for the first of thousands of rushing realizations he will be forced to come to grips with over the course of his subsequent existence.<br />
<br />
Madison Ellen Bolduc was born on Sept. 28.<br />
<br />
After learning that the first grade will continue for eight excruciating months beyond that date, it was only a matter of time before Bolduc inquired into what grade comes after first grade, and, when told, would probe further into how many grades he will have to complete before allowed to play with his friends.<br />
<br />
The answer to that fatal question—12, a number too large for Bolduc to count on the fingers of both hands—will be enough to nearly shatter the boy's still-forming psyche, said child psychology expert Eli Wasserbaum.<br />
<br />
&quot;When you consider that it doesn't include another four years of secondary education, plus five more years of medical school, if he wants to follow his previously stated goal to grow up to be a doctor like his daddy, this will come as an interminably deep chasm of drudgery and imprisonment to [Connor],&quot; said Wasserbaum. &quot;It's difficult to know the effect on his psychological well-being when he grasps the full truth: that his education will be followed by approximately four decades of work, bills, and taxes, during which he will also rear his own children to face the same fate, all of which will, of course, be followed by a brief, almost inconsequential retirement, and his inevitable death.&quot;<br />
<br />
&quot;Even a 50-year-old adult would have trouble processing such a monstrous notion,&quot; Wasserbaum added. &quot;Oh my God, I'm 50 years old.&quot;<br />
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The first of Bolduc's remaining 2,299 days of school will resume at 8 a.m. tomorrow. On the next 624 Sundays, he will also be forced to attend church.
			
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I didn't learn to really appreciate school until college. I still don't like the idea of working for the rest of my life and then retiring, which is probably why I change professions every few years. What keeps us in line? What prevented me from realizing I was in such an absurd construct when I was younger, and why can't I do anything about it now? <br />
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<div align="center"><img src="http://redwing.hutman.net/~mreed/Assets/ego.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><br />
My first guess is ego, quite honestly. Those who know me realize that I do have an ego; things like vanity (be it physical or intellectual) are within me, and require attention. I work to suppress it, but the insecurities that I've had since I was born—wanting to be funny, clever, beautiful, interesting.. revered—remain as if they were hard-wired. I feel like I'm addicted to accolades, but I realize how meaningless and even harmful it is. What does kudos get me? Nothing, really. Nothing but an ego boost. Oh, but that ego boost is very addictive. Once you've got a taste of adoration, you want to get more or you feel empty. Worthless. <br />
<br />
<div align="center"><img src="http://rdr.zazzle.com/img/imt-prd/pd-235950938782962520/isz-m/" border="0" alt="" /></div><br />
But I'm not worthy or worthless. Individual worth is entirely subjective. I've known this for years, but I still go back to the crack pipe of approval nearly every chance I get. <br />
<br />
There should be a 12 step program for the ego. Maybe it's time to take another crack at Buddhism.</div>

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			<title>How a Question Lead to a Better Organization</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2008 23:24:10 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Some offices, perhaps most, are afflicted by a particularly bad annoyance: gossip. It's always been a great pet peeve of mine and I usually seek it out in all of it's forms and end it through whatever reasonable means I have at my disposal.  
 
About 6 months ago the organization I worked for was...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Some offices, perhaps most, are afflicted by a particularly bad annoyance: gossip. It's always been a great pet peeve of mine and I usually seek it out in all of it's forms and end it through whatever reasonable means I have at my disposal. <br />
<br />
About 6 months ago the organization I worked for was suffering from rather serious interpersonal problems due to gossip that weren't being resolved through ordinary means. I mentioned that I had dealt with a similar problem in my previous position, and I was told that it was my problem to deal with if I wished. <br />
&quot;How do you purge an office of gossip, Will?&quot; <br />
&quot;Hopefully, I'll show you.&quot;<br />
<br />
My solution was really simple, to combine two ideas that really should be common knowledge for all adults:<br />
1) Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. <br />
2) If you speak about someone, do so as if they are present. <br />
I know it seems too simplistic to really deal with complex office politics and interpersonal professional relationships, but I like to think that even complex problems can have simple answers so long as those answers are correct and strong. <br />
<br />
I'll admit it didn't start strong. As is usually the case, the lion's share of gossip came from just a few individuals, and they were less than thrilled at the parental role I seemed to be taking. The rules I named are rules that parents tell their children, after all. I had a good dozen lengthy and inefficient discussions with individuals who felt that gossip wasn't a danger to the company. Fortunately, I am good at doing homework and had actual figures that demonstrated a correlative link between the gossip and most of the problems that had developed over the past year. <br />
<br />
Things turned around when I asked a particular individual to repeat what she said about her boss and she turned an alarming shade of pale. Once she realized my subtle attempt to point out that she was gossiping, her behavior changed. Then another individual's behavior changed. It took months, but things really started to change. <br />
<br />
It's been 6 months as of today and the aforementioned figured which had demonstrated a correlative link between gossip and the problems had been replaced by a problem vacuum (the best kind of vacuum, really). What started out as a program that people considered to be condescending has developed into an office strategy that has been demonstrated to be a massive success. Conversations are friendlier and, to be quite frank, a lot of people who were not friends before are now friends. <br />
<br />
Not to toot my own horn, but I'm deeply proud of the changes in my office. Now if only I could bring myself to get people to stop visiting online forums for hours a day....</div>

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			<title>2001 VW Jetta/Bora</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 21:45:39 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I went over and picked up the new (new to me) car today. It's in surprisingly good shape and I got a frighteningly good deal on it (KBB is about $6500, I got it for about half that).  
 
After riding in the Eclipse (which was heavily modified, or "riced out") for over a year, it's fantastic to have...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I went over and picked up the new (new to me) car today. It's in surprisingly good shape and I got a frighteningly good deal on it (KBB is about $6500, I got it for about half that). <br />
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After riding in the Eclipse (which was heavily modified, or &quot;riced out&quot;) for over a year, it's fantastic to have such a smooth ride. It rides like an e36, which is surprising considering that the Jetta/Bora only has a mediocre reputation. The 115 hp 2.0L 8 valve engine is wildly underpowered, but it has decent low end torque and has been demonstrated to get 34mpg hwy (EPA says 24/31, but I've seen the numbers and it's more like 26/34). I'm sure I can improve on that. It's appearance is nice. It's simple, and looks like a little brother to the Passat. It's more attractive than Japanese compact cars which it competes against, IMHO. <br />
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The interior is immaculate, as is the engine bay and trunk. The previous owner, a military woman, appears to have the same affinity for detail and care that I have. The back seats aren't big, but they could probably accommodate two medium adults for no more than a few hours. <br />
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I'm finding myself wondering what to do with it. As is, it's a fine vehicle and will be just fine for many years with my care. Still, I like working on cars and I can think of many things, performance (intake, supercharger, pulley, springs, upper tie bar, rims...) or efficiency (TDI engine swap, replacing roof, panels, trunk, and hood with CF, removing spare, etc.), I can do. For the time being I'll just go through the various systems and make sure it's in the best working order. <br />
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I'll miss the Eclipse, but it's time for something a little more pragmatic. The Jetta/Bora is very pragmatic and I'm quite happy with it. <br />
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			<title>The Sun has Set on the Eclipse</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 23:02:54 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I allowed someone to borrow my car last night to my eternal regret. The Eclipse is now totaled. I'll probably part it out on a forum or Craigslist and go pick up a used Civic or Jetta or something for the time being. 
 
Crap. 
 
Edit: everyone's fine, and a Jetta would make an easy diesel...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I allowed someone to borrow my car last night to my eternal regret. The Eclipse is now totaled. I'll probably part it out on a forum or Craigslist and go pick up a used Civic or Jetta or something for the time being.<br />
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Crap.<br />
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Edit: everyone's fine, and a Jetta would make an easy diesel conversion eventually. The car and thus driver were insured, but the value of the car is only like $3-4k. There is probably 3 times that in aftermarket parts in it. Let's just say I don't let anyone but family borrow the car... but now that's going to have to change, too. The aftermarket parts are numerous, but the juicy parts are the upgraded turbo, full cat back, standalone fuel management system, and full suspension. I've already got buyers lined up for the turbo and fuel system. I saw a 2000 Jetta online and I've haggled the guy down to $4000. The carfax is clean and it's a GL, so a swap to a TDI would be really easy.</div>

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			<title>Patrick Bateman Starter Kit</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 20:12:26 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[1) Upper East Side Apartment (http://www.thebestapartments.com/PageManager/Default.aspx/PageID=283960&NF=1): In order to really understand the pleasures of conformity, one must be immersed in that which others want.  
 
2) Balanced Diet (http://www.southbeachdiet.com/sbd/index.aspx): You can't fit...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>1) <a href="http://www.thebestapartments.com/PageManager/Default.aspx/PageID=283960&amp;NF=1" target="_blank">Upper East Side Apartment</a>: In order to really understand the pleasures of conformity, one must be immersed in that which others want. <br />
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2) <a href="http://www.southbeachdiet.com/sbd/index.aspx" target="_blank">Balanced Diet</a>: You can't fit in without being fit. It's hip to be square, which means 6 square meals a day that have plenty of healthy proteins, carbs, and fats. <br />
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3) <a href="http://health.usnews.com/articles/health/living-well-usn/2008/07/23/meet-11-olympic-contenders-and-their-favorite-workouts.html" target="_blank">Exercise</a>: Repeated use of tools, like axes, requires on to have a balanced and well honed physical state. Be sure to include plenty of crunches (I can do 1000 now). <br />
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4) <a href="http://www.labseries.com/home.tmpl?ngextredir=1" target="_blank">Skincare</a>: I like to start with a multi-action face scrub and continue on with the ab rescue body sculpting gel. I like to use a root power treatment shampoo, that really addresses the scalp as much as it addressed the hair. Then I apply a purifying clay mask which I leave on for 10 minutes. I prefer to use shave oil and then use a razor burn relief lotion with little to no alcohol, because alcohol dries your face out and makes you look older. <br />
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5) <a href="http://corporate.valentino.com/home2.html" target="_blank">Valentino Suits</a> and <a href="http://www.oliverpeoples.com/2008Summer.html" target="_blank">Oliver Peoples Glasses</a>: Recognizing the importance of trends is an important theme in the Huey Lewis and the News piece &quot;Hip to be Square&quot;. A proper Valentino Suit and Peoples glasses should be accompanied by a haircut that's at least slightly better than that of Marcus Halberstram. <br />
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6) Music: You'll want to start with Phil Collins and move on to Whitney Houston and Robert Palmer. After you begin to see the subtle brilliance in the themes, you're ready for Huey. <br />
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7) <a href="http://cityguide.aol.com/newyork/bars/dorsia/v-118409112" target="_blank">Dorsia</a>: The crowd is a mix of styles, with an air of experience and undercurrent of celebrity, as well as general lack of inhibition. The mud soup and the charcoal arugula are outrageous here. You're gonna want to have the peanut butter soup, with smoked duck and mashed squash. New York Matinee called it &quot;a playful but mysterious little dish.&quot; You'll love it. And then the red snapper with violets and pine nuts. I think that'll follow nicely. <br />
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8) <img src="http://www.mysmiley.net/imgs/smile/fighting/fighting0004.gif" border="0" alt="" /><br />
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Now, I have to go return some videotapes.</div>

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			<title>The Unbrearable Lightness of Peeing</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 17:54:35 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[The other day I was walking with a group of friends downtown when we came upon a homeless gentleman who was urinating on the side of the public bathroom. Being the overzealous SOB I am, I waited until he was done and then said, "Excuse me, just so you know that's a bathroom." He stared blankly at...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>The other day I was walking with a group of friends downtown when we came upon a homeless gentleman who was urinating on the side of the public bathroom. Being the overzealous SOB I am, I waited until he was done and then said, &quot;Excuse me, just so you know that's a bathroom.&quot; He stared blankly at me for a moment, and then asked me what difference it made. <br />
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Being a sympathetic person by nature, I tried not to simply blurt out that he should take pride in himself, as he probably has endured things that I can't even imagine. I've known quite a few homeless people considering where I work, and I'm not totally ignorant to the horrible tribulations they must endure. <br />
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When I answered, &quot;Fair enough, I suppose it's urinarily subjective&quot;, I think I must have surprised him. His face morphed into a big smile and he had a chuckle. <br />
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There was a thread about pride the other day, which got me thinking. Is our pride about respect or is it about building a flimsy facade over a lack of perspective? Urine on the side of a building really doesn't hurt me in any way. The smell is washed off by sprinklers by the next morning, so it really doesn't bother much of anyone. Homeless people are chased out of bathrooms every day downtown. Who was he hurting? My civic pride. And was that worth pestering someone down on his luck? Of course not.</div>

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			<title>New floors!!!</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 20:18:48 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[First off I have to apologize for the quality of the pictures. My digicam was stolen a while back and I still haven't bothered to go out and get one. Maybe I consult a thread about recommendations.  
 
Neeways, when I bought my home a few years ago, it was painfully obvious that it needed new...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>First off I have to apologize for the quality of the pictures. My digicam was stolen a while back and I still haven't bothered to go out and get one. Maybe I consult a thread about recommendations. <br />
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Neeways, when I bought my home a few years ago, it was painfully obvious that it needed new carpets. I procrastinated a bit, and then a bit more. Generally, I don't like the idea of decorating my house or making it fancy, this was more about upkeep. I had a few guys come over and inspect the carpet (which some estimated is 40 years old, which means it's made entirely of asbestos and spam), and one told me that I had beautiful hardwood under the old carpet. <br />
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Last week, I took all of my furniture out and tore the rugs out. The padding had disintegrated into powder and made my vacuum into a hero. It's not a Dyson, but it sure gets the job done. The hardwood floors were flawless. It was amazing that, somehow, it hadn't been stained or damaged in any real way despite being covered in carpet and spilled on so many times. <br />
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I borrowed a gargantuan sander from a friend and got to work. It took me about an afternoon to sand it down to this:<br />
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I called up an old buddy who does floors and he was able to come in and put down three layers of the best stuff he had. I've never seen anyone in the house-fixing business work as fast or efficiently. <br />
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The final product is beautiful hardwood floors that cover all of my house except the bathrooms and kitchen, which have relatively new tile. <br />
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Yes, that's an original Chickering baby grand (it sounds absolutely great with the hardwood). <br />
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Again, apologies for the crummy pics from my camera phone. Hopefully you have an idea. I'm really happy with how they turned out and I've asked a friend if she wants to pick out rugs for me. She's an interior decorator and forcefully volunteered. <br />
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I'll post pics of the final product soon!<br />
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Edit:<br />
Went out and dropped some money on a decent camera finally. Here's the final product. I'm happy with it. <br />
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			<title><![CDATA[I'd sooner cut my wrists...]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 17:06:56 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[The first version of my first blog seemed to have been written badly. I meant to communicate that I was back, that I was going to do what it takes to never be banned again, and that I was still Willravel.  
 
What people seemed to take away from it was that I was gloating. As if I'd bested someone...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>The first version of my first blog seemed to have been written badly. I meant to communicate that I was back, that I was going to do what it takes to never be banned again, and that I was still Willravel. <br />
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What people seemed to take away from it was that I was <i>gloating</i>. As if I'd bested someone and was bragging about it. Nothing in the world could be father from the truth. I'd sooner cut my wrists than do something so blatantly disrespectful and ungrateful, but I'm surprised that people think I would do something like that. <br />
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Let me make one thing clear: I've never been more humbled than I was over the past few days, online or in real life. Not only did I see consequences for my actions, but I also saw that many people on TFP are devoted to making it a better place. I respect these people a great deal. I want to contribute positively to TFP and be just as devoted.</div>

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			<title><![CDATA[I'm back.]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 01:19:28 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[So yeah, I'm back on TFP. Expect some eggshell walking for the time being as I earn back some trust that was lost. Still, don't expect Willravel to disappear. I'm still Willravel; I still have alarming questions about 9/11, strong views about religion, socialist leanings, a smile and a kind, honest...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>So yeah, I'm back on TFP. Expect some eggshell walking for the time being as I earn back some trust that was lost. Still, don't expect Willravel to disappear. I'm still Willravel; I still have alarming questions about 9/11, strong views about religion, socialist leanings, a smile and a kind, honest word for anyone who wants it, and a large group of friends here that I wouldn't trade for the world.</div>

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