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Mowing Clinton Kindle

Excuse me if this doesn’t make any sense, I’m a bit endorphin high. I just got finished mowing the front lawn – with an electric push-mower.

The lawn has been a battle. We discontinued last year’s lawn service because they were doing things that we asked them not to do, resulting in large dirt patches in our lawn. So this year, with no service, our lawn has been growing uncontrolled, much to the chagrin of our mower-loving neighbors.

The riding mower that came with our house has a dead battery from the kids leaving the headlights on (why does the mower have these?) so I tried for a good bit this afternoon to get that working again, to no avail. And in the end, I bought a new corded electric push-mower from Home Depot. It’s corded, because the battery on the last one went kaput. Speaking of going crazy while mowing the lawn, Bill Clinton called me today. Don’t believe me?

Bill!

Yes, One Good Day

Ah, I’ve finally made it out of the house. I’ve been cooped up there all week for one reason or another. Until yesterday, I hadn’t even been outside of the house other than to get packages of of the covered porch - a crime, considering the weather. But today, today is a good day.

Clients seem appeased, and work - although steady and challenging - is not frantic and stress-inducing like it often has the capacity to be. Also, we’ve got new projects and new people coming in, which is exciting. I’m particularly pleased with a little side project I’ve been coding for use at work - a Drupal module that replaces and vastly improves on Campfire’s chat capabilities.

Philly Pleasantry

I’ve been doing a lot of things lately. Getting out of the house is becoming more common for me. And as I look forward to presentations at the PHP meetup at the end of April and PodCamp Ohio at the end of June, I’ve been attending little gatherings here and there as time allows. There are a couple trips in particular that require more elucidation than what effort I want to put into this seating, but I did want to write about something simple that strikes me every time I venture into the city for an event or meeting or whatever.

As I’ve observed in the past, you always take something with you when you visit somewhere like a major city, even if you’re mostly retracing your steps. I’ve gotten in the habit of taking the R5 from Malvern to Market East on the instructions of folks whose company I enjoy but much less frequently these days than I like. On that route, I manage to walk through a good chunk of the Gallery, a kind of “train station meets three story mall”. It is in this place that I’ve encountered one of my favorite Philly oddities.

Tool Exchange

I’ve registered for PodCamp Ohio on June 28th, which takes place in Columbus. Podcamp is all about podcasting - having some kind of beyond-written blog with syndication. I think PodCamps aren’t going to be my best venue – I’d like to try more of a barcamp. It would be ideal if there was another BlogPhiladelphia, alas I’ve heard nothing and the people who I might have expected to be involved aren’t talking about it. Oh, well.

I’ve been thinking about presenting something at the PodCamp to accumulate more for item 30 on my 43things. I’ll be adding to this count shortly with another Philly PHP meetup presentation at the end of April, this time on PHP testing. For the PodCamp presentation (which is really more of a group-leading, since it’s an “unconference”), I was thinking about talking about software tools for podcasters.

Of Things Found in My Yard

With kids in the house, there’s no shortage of odd things being left out in the yard. I’m always finding some toy or other out there, a stray toy golf club, a toy truck, etc. A recent thing that’s been bothering me is this inflatable, red plastic ring that’s part of this “waterpark” playset, looking like one of those hemorrhoid rings – Only slightly embarrassing. But this morning, I found something quite unusual in my front yard.

The rules of our homeowner’s association forbid making changes to the “openness” of the development. That means no new trees and no fences. As a result, our development is basically just a big open patch of land with houses in it. Our house sits at the bottom of one of the two hills in the development, and it seems like the unfettered wind is always ripping past our neighbors’ houses and blowing things into our yard. The winter covers for the grill and the table never seem to stay on.