Born in the wild lands of Pennsylvania post WWII, Eric managed to survive by eating mostly tomato sauce covered simple carbohydrates. He eventually moved to New Jersey to join with the Shor'ites in their constant war with the Bennies. He now lives with his wife, daughter and cats in a small cave somewhere in Cliffwood Beach subsisting on dew that he can lick off of the grass and tomato sauce covered simple carbohydrates.
Continuing with the idea of the worst video podcast without the video, Monster-Truck and TMEricles have been cranking out episodes at an insane rate of one very 5 weeks or so. “Sight Unseen” – the podcast where only we get to enjoy what we are seeing. You only get the audio. 🙂
Episode 2: Level Devil This involves playing an intentionally difficult video game called “Level Devil”. “Everything is a trap. EVERYTHING.” Of course, it would be more entertaining to actually see me failing but this is how Sight Unseen do. Cringe warning!
Episode 3: World Record We decided that setting a world record “live” on the podcast would be great! Unfortunately we’re not talented enough to actually break a record so we collaborated with a “speed typist” to try to set the record for highest word-per-minute on a manual typewriter. You should have seen their fingers flying on the keys! Too bad you can’t.
I have upgraded the quality of the audio significantly by recording in “the booth” with a better microphone. I’ll keep working on getting better and learning how to perform the editing faster. Enjoy!
Yes, it has been over two years since I published anything new to this blog and over a decade since I did anything with the website. Life! Ya know?
Unapologetically, I’ll skip the catch-up review and just say that there are two things going on right now that motivated me to jump back in: 1) I’ve begun the journey of finally getting paid for talking. Like every kid under 20, I’m officially a voice-actor now! 2) I’m looking to finish up my Level 4 project on my way to becoming a Distinguished Toastmaster.
To facilitate voice-over practice, I chose to produce a Podcast for my Toastmasters project. Both of these goals require me to learn to talk to a microphone, record the talking, and edit the recorded talking until it is pristine. If I wanted to produce my own demos or auditions and maybe even get paid, I was going to need to learn these things eventually. Why not have some fun while practicing?
That’s where it all fell apart. I could bore the world talking about something I’ve already talked about here or try something silly. Movie reviews where I’m obviously mixing up two or more movies. How to fail at 3D printing in 27 easy steps. Wife Hacks – how I learned to say “Yes, dear” and mean it! I couldn’t think of anything that I could actually do for the required 100 minutes. I could just document my voice-over journey as I go but that’s too obvious and wouldn’t be much fun. Then it hit me. . .
Involve the family! I started bouncing ideas off of the fam-fam and learned that the kid wanted to be a part of this journey. This could work! We brainstormed some ideas that were silly, creepy, unnecessary and just plain stupid… and of course we’re doing the stupid one. 🙂
We decided to host a series of reaction videos without video showing off fantastic sights, super-cute animals, magic tricks and illusions, incredible feats of strength, world-record setting stunts & visual how-to instructions … all sight unseen. We had fun mixing intro/outro music and recording our first episode – The World’s Ugliest Animals. I figured it would take all of 5 minutes but I actually learned a good deal doing some research for the episode and it filled out nicely to around 15 minutes and then got longer when I brought in a surprise “guest” at the end. We sat down one night this past week and recorded the entire thing in one take without any reviewing or redoing. We even spontaneously invented a catch-phrase and a sign-off on the fly.
And so, without further review… the proof-of-concept Sight Unseen podcast, starring TMEricles and the Monster-Truck!
Easter Egg: “Mrembo” was the name of the stork we used and she came from Kenya where her name is Swahili for “Beautiful”.
I spent significantly more time in research and editing than we did recording but I’m sure I will cringe at this when I listen to it again in a few years. Perhaps we should have redid some sections but I like the feel of a “live” broadcast so I think I’ll stick with it.
Up next will be creating a better recording “studio” so we can record without the background noise & figuring out a way to correctly balance out the exceptionally loud portions without harming the quiet sections. I’ve much to learn and all the time in the world to learn it. I look forward to seeing you on the next Podcast!
Late last year I was talking with some geocaching friends, some of whom happen to be runners, and an idea was hatched to host a 5K run event for my upcoming 5,000th geocaching find. A 5K for 5K, get it? I crunched the numbers and figured it would be sometime in February or early March when I hit that magical number. Five months of number managing later we picked a location/date that worked and the event was on! It had been nearly 10 years since I ran that far so, during the next 2 months, I tried to get myself back into some kind of shape. I logged 22 miles and got up to running 2+ miles without falling apart so I figured I was ready for 3.1 miles. My running log is below.
The day of the event the weather forecast was promising rain off and on all morning and this kept some folks away. However we still had two dozen hardy cachers (and a geo-pooch) in attendance – 10 of which opted to run/walk the 5K loop. At the last moment Allison decided she wanted to run the race as well so I hung back with her and we ran an easy pace – even taking a walk break to enjoy the scenery of the beautiful Manasquan Reservoir. The rain had tapered off before the race started but it really picked up its pace during the last mile or so. Allison did too – she flat out sprinted to the finish line just so she could say she beat her old man. 🙂
Group shot pre-race – What better way to celebrate than with friends?
We got pretty wet but it was unusually warm for April so we didn’t mind. There were post-race snacks, trophies for the front-runners and real metal medals for everyone that opted to do the loop. The best part – there were new caches hidden for the event and the runners had to choose between being first to find and first to finish the race.
The weather could have been better but it also could have been a lot worse. There were actual tornadoes in the area that evening! It was a lot of work to setup the event and get back in shape but it was worth it for a memorable 5K for my 5K. I guess 10,000 will be my next big milestone. It took me over 16 years to get 5,000 finds. Will I be able to run a 10K when I’m 64? Only time will tell!
Running Log: 2023-01-29 – 1 Mile with Allison 2023-01-30 – 1 Mile solo 2023-02-05 – 2 hours roller skating (Took a spill) 2023-02-09 – 1 Mile solo (9:54) (Back tweaking) 2023-02-12 – A few minutes of running with Allison while out caching 2023-02-13 – 1 Mile with Allison (11:02 due to side-stitches) 2023-02-16 – 1.1 Miles solo (9:02 for the mile) 2023-02-19 – .5 miles on treadmill + swimming 2023-02-20 – Fast walked around 4 miles. (11K steps) [Rest of February – sick!] 2023-03-06 – 1.2 miles plodding at 13:26 2023-03-09 – 1.5 miles to MAMS in 14:44 2023-03-12 – Dance party while cleaning. 3000 “steps” recorded 2023-03-16 – 3.1 miles with many stops through Tatum. 1 hour 4 minutes. 2023-03-17 – 6 mile hike/bushwhack feeling the burn from yesterday. 2023-03-20 – Quarter mile sprint to get Allison’s shoes to her at the bus-stop 2023-03-21 – 2 miles ploddy ploddy 20:37 2023-03-22 – 1 mile solo – 8:47 (PB) 2023-03-26 – ~3.2 miles with HILLS and lots of stopping (Aprox 39 min) 2023-03-28 – Short sprint with Allison who wanted to see if she’s faster than me yet. 2023-03-29 – ~2.2 miles in 24:00 for my final “long” run before the event! 2023-03-31 – A few miles of broken/thorny/damp terrain while caching. 2023-04-01 – 3.1 miles, untimed, running with Allison.
Total 22.0 measured miles + Skating, Hiking, Dancing & Swimming.
Back in the early 1990s I used “biodegradable trash-bags” as my science fair project. They haven’t caught on because IT DOESN’T MATTER in the slightest. I might generate a few pounds of plastic bag trash every year while the farmers use hundreds of millions of pounds of “plastic mulch” in the same time. My contribution isn’t even two tears in a bucket.
But don’t worry, New Jersey will save the world by just doing whatever New York does. Our governor is like the little dog dancing around the big bull dog in the old cartoons. “Hey Spike! What are we gunna ban next Spike? Come on Spike, let’s ban something! Heya Spike! Wanna get high, Spike?” It’s been a while since I’ve posted because I’ve been collecting data. It turns out the ban on Plastic Bag only extends to the people and stores where it is most likely to annoy us instead of actually achieving anything useful. Are you feeling like you’ve made a sacrifice? That’s will assuage your guilt from living an otherwise wasteful lifestyle! Don’t feel bad. You’re American. You really have no choice.
It’s been a while since I’ve posted because I’ve been collecting data. I’m not going to spew a bunch of internet-researched fake news numbers supporting anything in particular. I’ll just point out a few things and you can do the math.
Since the ban started to get real this past Spring the family has been given about 2 dozen tote-style bags to replace the single-use-plastic-bags. The majority of them are made of plastic.
8 out of 11 stores we have shopped in (that are not labeled “grocery stores”) have given me plastic bags in which to ferry my stuff home.
Some cats share our living space. They make the poops so our “grocery bags” were never single use. We’ve now had to buy bags in which to put the poops. The new bags are made of corn and will decompose if the humidity gets above 80% but the manufacture and distribution isn’t carbon neutral like the bags already in our home were.
Here’s the best part: I estimate that the groceries coming into our house would have used 28 bags. We’ve used none since the ban! Yay! I can upgrade my car engine to have a fourth cylinder without guilt now! Oh, but wait. The groceries themselves contained 97 single use plastic bags. Plastic bags in the cereal box. Plastic bags to hold the fresh veggies. The sugar. The apples. The tissues. The meat. The bread. Hot Pockets individually wrapped? Like anyone eats just one at a time! Oh, and this number could be a LOT higher if I counted the little things. Each. Kashi. Bar. Is. Individually. Wrapped. With. A. Small. Plastic. Bag.
So, for all the hubbub, the “ban” hasn’t done much good. Sure did annoy some people though so that brings the magic of Awareness into the equation which is then touted as winning. Of course, we’ve always been aware we just don’t care. No, that’s too strong. We just don’t have time to care what with dodging the potholes while driving our kids to school in the morning because of the bus-driver shortage, trying to find a vaccine that actually works so we can visit Grandpa in the veteran’s hospital, and getting a building permit so we can build a pantry to hold all of our new bags. The point is, these little plastic crimes against nature are and have always been recyclable. You can bring them right back to the store you got them and, if you dig around under some old boxes, you’ll possibly find an empty “plastic film recycling” receptacle covered in dust and mouse droppings. Making these more prominent and accessible would have been easier than a high and heavy handed ban that required a big media campaign. Ah, but I forget… the point isn’t making a difference. The point is making a big media campaign. Paid for by our taxes. Damnit, the Murph just wrote himself a campaign check and we happily endorsed it.
Let’s pretend for a moment that we care to make a difference, why not? We’ve already hit the first “R” of the “Reduce, Reuse, Recycle” mantra. Here’s a no-grand-standing, no ban-planning, no political fire-fanning approach to making a difference:
Reuse: Compress those bags into flat strips and use them for insulation in our homes. Energy efficiency will play as big a part as deplastification in the future.
Recycle the bags we have. Seems a forgotten no-brainer. They were always crappy (even before my cats got at them) so they’re not good as double-use-bags anyway.
Ask stores to start giving out biodegradable bags, if they must, like the brown paper bags that were, counter-productively, also banned by this law.
Forget all that nonsense because the VAST majority of plastic waste is NOT the bags.
Start asking local companies to go back to wax paper, cardboard, cloth, tin or glass for their packaging. Then ask harder. When they stop donating to your political campaigns, out them publicly. Reward those that willingly comply.
Fix the recycling programs that no longer actively recycle cardboard, tin or glass.
There, wasn’t that easy? It shouldn’t take more than 50 years but by then it will be a problem for our grand children and they are bound to be smarter than us. Hopefully they were not crippled by anxiety after being told daily that everyone is out to get them, everything is dangerous and everything they do is harming the world. Hmmm. I think we need an addition to the above list.
7. Get off your high-horse, stop feeding us a line of horseshit that the world is ending and go back to using horseshit to get around, feed our fields and fuel our fires. The world has been around for 4.5 billion years and will be here long after we’re gone. Enjoy it while you’re here, do no harm, and don’t put anyone on a pedestal who wouldn’t gladly pull you up to join them. Oh, and don’t forget your damn tote-bag in the car.
Over Allison’s Spring Break we took a family trip down to the Asheville area to visit Aunt Claire, Aunt Glady and Cousin Xavier. We had a good visit and saw a lot of wild hills and scenic nature. Good times were had by all! Go ahead and click an image to see a larger version. I dares ya!
Eye Pillow + Neck Pillow = First ClassHeather makes some musical friends in WaynesvilleFamily project – The Flagpole Mulch Square!Lake Junaluska at duskMy girls at the Looking-Glass FallsWild BeautyHeather holding court at the Devil’s CourthousePuffy Hair + BandannaAllison needed a rest from the hills & elevationThe rental car – Honda HRVView from the Blue Ridge ParkwayAtop Waterrock KnobOutside the 1885 Mingus MillElk in CherokeeA park where the playground is the river
We arrived on Tuesday and met the family then Heather and I took a walk around the small town of Waynesville while the kids played at the house. On Wednesday we worked around the house a bit then enjoyed a trip to Lake Junaluska at dusk. Thursday was the day of adventure as we took a hundred mile tour through the Smokies checking out waterfalls and scenic vistas, getting in a few short hikes and finding caches in 4 different counties along the incredible Blue Ridge Parkway. On Friday we all piled into the mini-van and headed to Waterrock Knob & Cherokee where we, eventually, were able to track down some of the herd of elk that wonder through the town. The kids thoroughly enjoyed the warm weather at the tail end of the day in a park that is just rocks in a stream. Simple beauty!
Many thanks to Claire and Glady for hosting and acting as tour guides. It was a wonderful week!
It’s March! Spring Forward for Daylight Savings! For most of my adult life I have disliked the twice-annual time-change. It screws with my sleep patterns, gets the US out of sync with the rest of the world, messes up the daughter’s bedtime and has occasionally caused me to be up in the middle of the night making sure computer scheduled jobs didn’t run twice or not at all. Whether springing forward or falling backward, I’ve never been a fan. I won’t lie, I did rejoice when Congress passed the Energy Policy Act of 2005 extending Daylight Savings by a few weeks. I do enjoy the daylight in the evenings since I’m really not a morning person… but it’s such a pain to keep switching. And changing the clocks. About 12 years ago I spent a lot of time and money researching and purchasing clocks that would keep themselves in sync and automatically adjust to daylight savings changes. They never worked right. Invariably, right after I would manually adjust all of the clocks in the house, the power company would blink the power on/off and make me do it all over again. Watching the stove, oven and microwave all blinking 00:00 at me I determined that I would be OK with perpetual Daylight Standard. Imagine a world where there were fewer pitch-dark mornings and we could set off the summer fireworks BEFORE the kids bed time!
But… what if the U.S. of A. could say “screw you” to the rest of the world, leap forward an hour… and stay that way? A federal bill, possibly inspired by NJ’s own bill from 2019, is moving through Congress to make it so. A billion patches to phone/computer/scheduling software is a small price to pay and we have done it before. Twice! From 1942 through 1945 the U.S. was in perpetual daylight saving “War Time”. We instituted it again in the 70s during the “energy crisis”. Unfortunately, in winter with the clocks forward an hour, the sun will not be fully risen until after 8. Any morning commute – including kids waiting at the bus stop or walking to school – will be in the dark until 7:45 or so. It eventually was a rash of pre-dawn car accidents involving children that ended the 1970s experiment after only 2 years. Maybe we saved some energy but the price was high.
That was then and this is now. While the energy we use is greener than it was in the 70s, our average usage has more than doubled. It’s not really about the energy savings anyway. When it gets dark we don’t turn off the A/C, stop microwaving burritos or unplug our phones (and cars if trends persist). Nobody really believes this is about energy savings. We just like getting home from work before it is dark out. The morning issue is real but fortunately we also have a lot more crossing guards and school buses (not to mention hyper-protective parents and school districts) than we did 50 years ago. During parts of the school year, my middle-school aged daughter will have to leave the house before it is light out to get to school on time. I’ll have the same issue getting to work on days I actually go into the office. But that’s really only for December and January. In the summer, it will be as though nothing has changed! It will be light from around 5:00 AM to 9:00 PM. Hooray for the long days! The rest of the daylight-savings countries will be in sync with us and all will be well with the modern world. Crank up the A/C, grab a cold one from the fridge, a hot one from the nukerowave and Let There Be Light!
It will be interesting to see if this passes and if other countries follow suit but I just hope something comes of it. Whether the country goes for forever standard or perpetual savings, I’m all for it. Just leave my clock alone!