stan van gundy's coaching

i'm on the record as saying that svg is a great coach, better in fact than his more famous brother jeff -- who's also a very good coach. coaches are nearly impossible to evaluate with certainty. but looking at svg's design of out-of-bounds plays is pretty impressive.

case and points, from game 2:

- courtney lee's alley-oop on the last play of regulation that netted him an open layup.

- getting rashard lewis free from a good defender in lamar odom for an open three, down by six with 24 seconds in ot, and everyone in the world knowing that was the shot they were looking to get.

nba needs after the game replay

flopping is ridiculous. anderson varejao's fashioned an effective nba career with that being his core skill. pau gasol's not as bad, but he's close. (his embellishment of howard's semi-legit push in the back was physcial comedy).

all that could be easily reduced if they would just review the games at halftime and post-game, then penalize the offending flopper. in the playoffs, i think technical fouls would be an appropriate remedy.

courtney lee's height

he's listed at 6'5 but he looks tiny out there. when walking back to the huddle next to jj reddick -- who's listed at 6'4 -- he looked shorter by a couple inches.

mark jackson said.

with kobe going up for the game winning shot and hedo turkoglu on the cover, kobe crossed over and got around him. dwight howard came over to help tho giving turkoglu a chance to recover and get the block on kobe from behind. mark jackson extoling turkoglu's effort commented rhetorically:

"how many players give up on the play and say dwight howard bail me out"?

uh, well it's the last play of game two of the finals and you've been put on kobe bryant. yea, i'd say the answer to that is zero.

slap. chop. good.

just saw the commercial for the slap chop. i'd heard it referenced before, but never actually seen the infomercial. i'm sure it sucks, but man does it look awesome. the spokesman -- who looks disturbingly similar to benicio del toro's character from the usual suspects -- does a terrific job of selling it and its myriad uses. salad add-ons, chopped vegetables, pizza toppings, you name it.

but how disturbing is it when the guy utters the line 'you'll love my nuts'. he's talking about chopping peanuts, walnuts, and the like. riiiiiiiiiight.

chad dawson gains a fan

chad dawson is a good fighter. the undefeated light heavyweight title holder has fast hands, is a sharp, accurate puncher, and possesses tremendous reflexes. his fights don't turn into wars. but they don't resemble pillow fights either.

well except his bout against glen johnson, where he eked out a 12-round decision. so as boxing fans, we should feel good that dawson has given johnson the rematch. given that he subjected us to a rematch with antonio tarver, he owes us.

but what really makes me happy is that dawson told the IBF to stick their title belt up their ass in the process. apparently, the ibf matchmakers think the appropriate mandatory challenger for dawson is tavoris cloud. they're about the only ones. the ring doesn't have him in their top 10 light heavyweights. dan rafael doesn't either. cloud owns a pretty-looking record, 19-0 with 18 kos, but virtually every adjective starting with the letters 'u' and 'n' apply to him. unknown, unproven, untested, unremarkable, etc.

instead, he let the ibf strip him of the belt and made the match with johnson (ranked #3 by ring and dan rafael) -- for more money incidentally.

now if only more fighters would start doing the same.

3G is an at&t myth

wired is conducting about satisfaction with 3g network coverage. here's how i feel about at&t's 3g "coverage":

except for the twenty or so minutes i spend reading the nyt on my daily commute, i have the 3g network turned off about 90% of the time. doing so reduces my dropped call rate by about 90% at my house, where reception is spotty. mind you, the coverage still stinks at my house, but at least i can talk on the phone without it sounding like an endless verizon commercial.

i'll call it the 90/90 rule. reduce 3g connectivity time by 90%, reduce dropped calls by 90%.

may 19, california special election

the endorsements of the publications i read seem to be all over the place, so that really gave no hint as to how i might lean. the text of the initiatives themselves is cryptic -- as always -- but i found the league of women voters guide to be clear and concise.

we all google for errors

so hopefully this one will save a ruby/rails newbie some time. i upgraded to rails 2.3.2 and started seeing a weird error when trying to start the console:

...../rubygems/requirerment.rb:150:in 'parse':ArgumentError:Illformed requirement ["~> 1.1.pre"]
...../rubygems/requirerment.rb:150:in 'parse':ArgumentError:Illformed requirement ["~> 1.1.pre"]
...../vendor/rails/railties/lib/console_with_helpers.rb:5:NameError: uninitialized constant ApplicationController

at first, i thought it was because i hadn't renamed application.rb to application_controller.rb (which is what rails 2.3.x looks for). but what it really was is that i hadn't updated rubygems from 1.3.1 to 1.3.2.

to fix, all i needed to do was run:

gem update --system

if only you could eat technology too

update: well after a couple days passed, i tried my extra special technique again, only to curious see a picture of the location with a bus passing by -- again. then of course, it dawned on me that street view was not being updated in anything close to real time. so, no epiphany after all.

if i were a good boy who saved his pennies, i'd bring my lunch to work. i'm not.

which means my daily routine at about 2 p.m. is to wonder what to have for lunch. one of my favorites is a hot dog cart called, da beef. i don't eat the dogs, but get a delicious italian beef sandwich, which is a thinly sliced steak sandwich drenched in au jus and topped with spicy peppers. that's good.

the problem is that these cart people don't show up consistently. and since they're a cart, they don't have a phone (they need to make use of modern telephony, i.e. a cell phone). which means, i walk -- fortunately, it's only three blocks -- only to find them not there. then i'm upset.

but today, i decided to use my brain instead of my feet and that's where google maps, street view comes in handy. punch in the address and voila, i see the location where the cart is supposed to be, but today is not. no fruitless walking for me today.

now my next epiphany needs to be what i can eat. and there it is. today's the day to try 'good pizza'.

about RailsPlayground

to say i'm a novice systems administrator is giving me too much credit. outside of knowing how to list the contents of and change directories, i really don't have any idea of what i'm doing. okay, that slightly understates my skills, but not actually by that much. but when you're trying to get a startup going sometimes -- often times, really -- you end up taking on things that you suck at (like RoR programming, but that's another matter).

i love the idea of open source software and want to give back, but i really don't know how i can contribute in a meaningful way. but you have to start somewhere, so instead of hacking out something, i'll detail my experience getting a rails app up and running on RailsPlayground.

but first, i want to give a quick review of their service after one week.

- the setup of my VPS with an image including Rails, Passenger, mySQL, SVN, and Centos 5.2 from registration to completion was less than 30 minutes. that is excellent. the whole process is apparently quite streamlined from their end.

- the response time on tickets has been excellent. none of the issues that arose were particularly tricky but they were all resolved within an hour. they also have a live chat for quick questions. response is not quite instantaneous -- the techs seem to be monitoring chat, while doing other work as well -- but it's quite convenient when you have a small question that doesn't necessitate the opening of a trouble ticket.

- their pricing is competitive with the other providers out there. it falls on the lower side, but they're certainly not the only option at this price point.

- now, the bad. their documentation is quite poor. it's not only sparse, but it's often either outdated (which i assume is the reason why it's incorrect in spots) . on the other hand, lxadmin and hyperVM -- their two server administration tools -- are pretty easy to use and seem to be relatively robust in their feature set.

- the various components of the system aren't tightly integrated. as i mentioned, there are two separate admin tools. in addition, the SVN repository needs to be setup separately at a site called sourcerepo.com. that seems odd and inefficient.

overall so far, i'm happy with RP. their service in helping a very new linux admin has been well worth dealing with the outdated documentation and somewhat odd set of components. i suspect the documentation thing will get fixed soon enough, and that would give me the chance to give them a non-qualified endorsement.

the rule of thinkers

i think i'm very smart. which is not the same as actually being very smart.

now, i score high on standardized tests, graduated from the last, great hope for public school education, etc., so i'm not a dummy. that said, a curiously large number of friends happen to be a bit smarter.

i see two possible ways to look at this. the half-glass full way of looking at things is that smart people surround themselves with other smart people. this makes sense and has some truth to it. i hate dumb people. if i am guilty of prejudice, it is against dumb people. they annoy me. they bewilder me. deep down, i strongly feel they should be prohibited from procreating. thus, i gravitate toward people with brains.

i like this explanation. it reaffirms that i really am a genius. here's the flipside though and ultimately what is more accurate. the more friends you have smarter than you, the more inflated your view on how intelligent you really are. you associate with people who are similar, not to how you actually are, but how you perceive yourself to be.

the upshot: if all your friends are brilliant, you consider yourself brilliant. now start counting. if there's a "surprising" number of people just a touch more brilliant than you, bad news: you're not nearly as smart as you think.

a special offer from nike

what a deal!!!

inside my head

recently, i've been feeling a bit reflective (i.e. sad) and i've found myself pondering those things in life that truly suck.

disappointment in someone who you previously held in very high regard. that's got to be up there.

the naming of things

i used to be a real microsoft-hater. their products kinda sucked and they had those not-so-friendly predatory business practices. i've since softened in my disdain for them, especially now that bill gates, the former stone-faced evil master of the corporation now looks to be a pretty good guy. i don't necessarily agree with all his philanthropy campaigns -- anti-smoking, for one -- but he's not starting a new, even-more, right-wing, gay and abortion bashing, sect of the evangelical christian church either. i say win for bill.

which is why it gives me no pleasure to bash their products. really, it's not even their products, it's how they name them. windows 98, windows 2000, office 2003, office 2007. stop naming them after the year they were released. do you know how dated that makes your products look as soon as the calendar turns? i go to the store and see something that was made last year or even a couple years back and it certainly does not inspire me to spend my limited supply of cash. and it mildly irks me if something two years old doesn't carry some significant discount either.

it reminds me of going to a sporting events and seeing fans wearing jerseys of players who've already changed franchises twice since then. like c-web jerseys at warriors games or primetime jerseys at 49ers games. you just look stupid. all i can think about is, how long have you owned that thing and please retire it immediately. if you want to support your team, go ahead and pick someone who actually plays for them, not someone who visits a couple times a year and tries to put a mark in the l column for your beloved squad.

a childhood slogan

i recall the days when mean kids would say to unpopular kids stuff like 'roses are red, violets are blue, my mom smells like sunshine, your mom smells like poo.' technically, you could finish the invective with anything that rhymed with blue, but in reality approximately 98% of insults delivered using this framework finished with 'poo'. 'your dad forgot to shower, now he smells like poo', 'when i look at your face, it makes me think of poo'. you get the picture.

but violets aren't blue, they're, well, violet right?

it is what it is

feeling a bit reflective a few days back, i decided to walk home one evening in lieu of a $10 cab ride. i strolled up the street, earbuds in, aurally isolated from the world. but i did notice a display for grape nuts.

and it was complex. nuanced. or maybe just dumb.

on the poster, it had two phrases. oatmeal stout. pale ale. both of them with strikethroughs. then some whitespace and the words grape nuts. followed by "it is what it is".

which i find odd. because. i don't what grape nuts "is". they're not grapes. they're not nuts. and they're certainly not nuts that come from grapes. in fact, as a child, after seeing one of their tv commercials, what exactly grape nuts were and how in the hell they got the name grape nuts.

further, being plural, shouldn't it be "they are what they are". now i'm pretty sure what they mean is grape nuts are healthy -- no sugar, food coloring, etc. added. and i'm pretty sure the people who were working on the campaign knew exactly what they were, but for the rest of us we're pretty much in the dark on this.

here's an idea instead of giving us the existential explanation of what grape nuts are, why not just tell us straight away. i guarantee if they had done that, i'd have had several conversations the next day that started with, "hey, you know grape nuts actually are..."

Decree II: Regarding Work on Your Birthday

Decree II: All employers will be mandated by law to provide a paid holiday to be taken on the day of an employee's birthday.

Americans work too hard. Or at least they show up to the office too much. I remember my first job out of college had a month vacation -- plus five sick days. I had never heard of such a thing. Two weeks, normal. Three weeks, extravagant. But a month, unthinkable. At least for those in the 50 states (Puerto Rico? I don't know the norms there).

I later found out that our generous vacation policy was not generous at all. The company I worked for -- Barclays Global Investors -- was a subsidiary of Barclays Bank, an English-based company. And while four weeks sounds good there, it doesn't ring quite as true across the pond, where 6 weeks, and even 8 weeks, won't raise an eyebrow.

All of this amounts to me saying, companies can afford to give their employees one more day off a year. Let's be frank. Past the age of 21, and especially past the age of 30, birthdays really aren't that great. We celebrate not because of the thrill of getting older but to remind us we can still have fun, despite knees getting a little creakier, backs locking up more often, and everything slouching just a fraction closer to the floor. Have a heart, corporate America..

Decree I

hoping to spur my writing frequency, i've decided to start a new standing feature for my blog. i call it "If I Were World Czar".

the title explains it all. there are certain things that would cease to exist -- punishable by death by strangulation.

first order or business: websites are expressly forbidden from auto-playing music.

let's be honest, there are few things worse than visiting a site only to be bombarded by unexpected cacophony. speaking nothing of those times, when you are enjoying a nice track from a favored artist only to have it overlayed with some crap a web designer thought was cool two years ago when he put the site together.

the near genius of death cab

has nothing to do with their music, which unabashedly sucks*.

*unless you're a 14-year-old girl. i once attended a death cab concert. this was early in my switch from listening to nerdy hip hop to indie. a friend (a girl, not 14 years old though. she's gotten shit for it post-facto) asked me. i accepted. mostly because i wanted to see the opener, stars, who ended up sucking also. however, the show had one saving grace: the bar, specifically, the lack of line. i ordered several drinks to dull the pain and not once did i wait one second in line. which makes sense since there were two bars and i was one of two people of age. seriously, police should stakeout death cab shows for pedophiles.

i'm currently on the search for a couple of ironic gifts, and death cab t-shirts would be perfect. since i have two friends who now assert their love for death cab has died, it would be a great way to remind them of their former taste suckitude. in my attempt to navigate to the t-shirt section, i clicked on the gear link. but instead of taking me to their merch, it took me to a page listing all the equipment the band uses.

now that's smart.

certainly, throngs of 13-year-olds are out there getting no chicks. and upon visiting this page, he thinks to himself, i could play like death cab and get chicks too. they're ugly and kind of doughy just like me and they get laid. a lot. and with freshman girls too (kidding. maybe.). preying on this sort of thinking, i guarantee they could sell a lot of overpriced guitars and amps.

as could be expected though, they fall short of doing it right. it's just a list. no links to some seller where they get to make money off of people coming through their site.

i know indie rockers aren't renowned for their website skills, but seriously why wouldn't every band do this? especially knowing a little about how little they make before signing with a major label.