Popcorn Too

I wrote this post in 2013.  Given that today is the start of daylight savings time and a few things have changed, I thought I’d do a little rewrite and republish. 

Do you remember POPCORN?  Not the movie snack, but the phone number?  I do.  It was the first phone number my parents allowed me to dial on the phone.  I got to dial it twice a year when the clocks changed for daylight savings time.  It was one of those things you got to do that proved you were getting older – a small right of passage.

It was all a part of the twice-a-year thing when we changed the clocks.  I recall asking my father what was daylight savings time and which bank the daylight got deposited to?  I did want to ask how we could withdraw and spend the saved daylight, but it was clear from the look on his face that it wasn’t a good time to pursue the question.  So, I and my brothers would just call POPCORN and listen to the woman’s voice give us the correct time and go around the house changing all the clocks while listening to my mother complain about how the change was going to make her late for everything.

Didn’t matter whether it was spring or fall, the time change upset my mother.  Well a lot of things upset my mother – like us three brothers “springing forward” to change clocks – this involved a lot of jumping, pushing and “mother, he hit me.”  “Falling back” would get mom in a right foul mood.  Best not to describe that.

Technology has really changed the clock changing rituals.  In the 80’s it meant that in addition to the wrist watches and alarm clocks, there were VCRs and microwave ovens that needed to be changed.  The 90’s added computers, cell phones and car radios to the list.

Then came the whole Y2K scare.  Remember that?  There’s half a million survivalists out there who were greatly disappointed not to be able to stay in their bunkers for more than just the weekend.  The other effect of Y2K was that we in the computer business simply got tired of hearing about it and having to change the clocks on a billion computers twice a year so we put our collective heads together and programmed the whole thing so it just happens, as we say in the business, “auto-magically”.

Now, your cellphone and computer already know when to change and do it without bothering to pester you with the age-old question, “Is it spring forward and fall back or spring back and fall forward?”  These days computers, cellphones, tablets, GPS, some cars and that new mystical thing call IOT (the internet of things) use a something called, NTP (network time protocol) to request the current time from the closest atomic clock.  Yes, these devices completely bypass the old POPCORN system and go straight to the source.

In case you missed the news, most phone companies turned off their POPCORN systems in 2007. 

After 2000 there was one other really big time scare that most of you just simply dismissed. In 2005 our friends in the US congress decided to extend daylight savings time (DST).  Easy enough for them but then they didn’t have a billion and half computers all hard-coded to go to DST on the first Sunday in April.  The major effect of the change from starting DST in April to starting in March was the employment of about 10,000 software engineers for three months to figure out how to reprogram those billion and half devices.

That and it really screwed up my satellite clock.  Yes, I am a bit of a techno geek and for Christmas 1997 a friend bought me a clock that syncs it’s time once a day to a satellite that broadcasts the time from the atomic clock in Washington DC.  That was the year I stopped calling POPCORN.  The clock has a built-in feature that automatically switches to DST on the first Sunday in April.  Cool!

Yes, cool until congress changed the date. Now my fancy satellite clock is wrong for two months out of the year.  But my brand new iPhone is much smarter and has a mode where it periodical calls congress and asks, “Dudes, when’s DST starting this year?” and changes accordingly.

Which is where we are now in our house.  Eighty percent of the devices in our house automatically change to the correct time and the other twenty still need to be changed manually.  So, we now go around the house looking at our Fitbits (which auto-update to NTP) and change the few things that aren’t connected to the internet: Alarm clock, the stove, microwave, two wall clocks and the cat doors.

These days there is a new thing coming at you – the internet of things IOT.  This system lets things like stoves, washing machines, cat doors, doorbells, and microwaves talk on the internet.  In a few years, I won’t be walking around the house changing clocks and instead of beeping, the microwave will just send a text to my eye glasses telling me dinner is ready.

Of course that will be right after the refrigerator reminds me to buy more frozen pizzas.

Till next week,
Andrew

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Friday Wisdom – Kitties

Sometimes it’s best to just sit back a watch the cats.  Here are our kitties sleeping in the evening.

Mr. Socks in his tower.

Spotty kitty cuddling with mommy. Yes, Spot has a Snoopy blanket to sleep on.

Ms. Boots is on the right with her head hanging off the couch and Miss Bella is on the left snuggled up to the pillow.

and remember that cats have three names: Their everyday names, their fancy name, and their secret name that only they know.

More wisdom next week,
Andrew

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Wednesday Writing at Today’s Author: Reading the News for Better Fiction

Didn’t get in to the workshop this week – just too cold this week.  But I have had an article posted over at Today’s Author: https: “Reading the News for Better Fiction”

Click on over there and check it out.

If you need me, I’ll be complaining about the cold.
Andrew

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I Did It

Well I did it.

I told you I would.  I had hoped you’d forget and no one would ever bring it up again, but I said, “damn the torpedoes and full speed ahead.”  Okay, I didn’t exactly say that.  In fact, I am not sure that anyone actually said that in real life, but mostly likely Admiral Farragut said something like that during the Battle of Mobile Bay in 1864.

But that’s just me looking up unrelated facts to avoid thinking or writing about what I really came here to write about.  All you writers out there get that.

Okay, I didn’t say, “damn the torpedoes,” but it is sort of, kind of how I felt when I did it.  There are plenty of reasons not to do it – time, money, emotional trauma…

Here’s the deal, I signed up for a writer’s conference this summer and applied to a week-long writer’s workshop.  The workshop is one where there is a selection process for attendees and it’s not guaranteed that I’ll be accepted.  The conference is a simple matter of filling in credit card numbers and clicking on, “I agree to the terms and conditions.”  I am not going to say which I signed up for now, but I’ll let you know all about them when I get home.

Honestly, it’s a bit of an experiment for me.  I am a basic introvert and attending functions and things with lots of people I don’t know, is a great effort.  Oh I can do it and actually have some public speaking skills (I’ll be honest, I can great job if you hand me a mic and say go), but there is a cost – it’s mentally and emotionally draining.  Seriously draining.  I don’t get energized in groups and it’s work to participate.

So why did I decide to go?  There is a possibility that it might be good for me and my writing.  Over the years of doing this blog, I’ve come to a kind of plateau and I don’t always feel like I am challenging my writing skills here.  I’d like to move into other writing and sharpen my skills.  There is part of me that hopes that when I finally retire from the high-tech business, that I’ll be able to find a second career as a writer.

Probably hoping for too much, but even at a personal level, I feel the need to push my abilities.  I don’t feel I can do that by sitting here behind the computer and posting to this blog.  I am hopeful that moving beyond my normal comfort zone of a quiet office and a cup of tea, I can find a new energy or a new path for my creative efforts.

It’s scary.  It’s hard for me to take criticism of my work without falling into a depression over it and just giving up.  I am not the kind of guy who likes to expose the deeper problems and emotions I have.  It can be uncomfortable for me to sit in place where have to look at parts of me that I normally ignore.

So, I’ve decided on a conference where I’ll be among people trying to sell their work, listening to the speakers, and attending a few writing workshops.

The poetry workshop is a week-long affair where you work in a small group to write and help each other become better poets.  I had to submit a selection of poems for that and I won’t know for sometime if I’ve been accepted.  There are fears in my mind about this one – did I pick the right one? Is my writing good enough to get in?  Will it really benefit me?

Many unanswered questions.

It may turn out to be disaster or it might turn out to be just thing I needed.

Mostly I don’t know, but I do know that I am mostly a pilgrim at heart and am always looking for something better.

Till next week,

Andrew

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