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Weblogging

Congratulations

To Danny Ayers: first on the newest member of his family (Eric?), and also on being invited to participate in the new Corante Hubs.

Congratulations also to Euan Semple for being awarded the Information Professional of the Year at the International Information Industry Awards ceremony. That is a very nice looking award, and you’re allowed big head time for such an event.

And congrats also on a nice interview of Elaine Nelson at College Web Editor a site that focuses on college and university web sites.

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Diversity

Girly girls and auto shops

I received a coupon special from a neighborhood auto shop that’s just joined a national car care organization. As part of the special, the shop would do a complete car preventative maintenance check. I called and asked if performing an analysis of a Check Engine Light would be part of this effort, and they said “Sure!” This is in contrast to my previous auto care shop, who wanted to charge me $90.00.

Last Friday I took the car in and they had it all day long–checking all of the fluids for level and state; the transmission, the brakes, the exhaust, the tires, the drive axles, the signals, the hoses, and so on. They also changed the oil, oil filter, and libricated the chassis where needed. When I picked up the car, they found that the brakes are in amazingly good shape, my two tires are shot (knew that), the other two are evidencing uneven wear, and my brake fluid and power steering fluid were both extremely dirty and needed to be ‘flushed’.

They also diagnosed the Check Engine Light as a failure in the DPFE (Delta Pressure Feedback of EGR) sensor in the EGR (Exhaust Gas Recirculation) system. I knew immediately what they were talking about because before I took my car in, I researched causes of Check Engine Light failure on Ford Focus and found that it could be because of failure in two sensors: the O2 and the DPFE (or EGR sensor). I also researched how the exhaust system works, and even found a site that has an excellent article on the DPFE sensor, how it helps determine if enough exhaust is being recirculated back into the engine in order to help control emissions.

In fact, I found out that many Ford Focus owners have disabled the DPFE sensors because of known issues with the sensor in this model of car, and had easy to follow instructions if I wanted to do such myself. However, a quick check and I found out that doing so in Missouri is illegal. Not only that, but driving with a Check Engine Light on in Missouri (as well as many states) is illegal. At a minimum, you won’t be able to renew your car license, and the reason why is most Check Engine Light failures occur in the exhaust system and signal that your car is most likely polluting more than it should.

During the check, my local auto shop found out there is a special extended warranty on DPFE sensors for Ford Focus, just because of problems encountered. I logged into the computer at home and found that the extended warranty lasts until 60,000 miles and I have 58, 900 miles on my car. Today I took it into Ford and they verified my mechanics diagnosis and replaced it free of charge.

(If I wanted to, I could have bought my own diagnostic tool and found out myself what the problem was. These are easily used, and with help at the MyFordFocus forum, fairly easy to deciper. However, since I got this service for free at the auto shop, I’ll hold on a purchase for now.)

Even if it wasn’t under warranty, I could actually replace this myself — it’s not inaccessible, and it’s more a matter of unbolting it and putting in a new one and making sure the connections are right. But now it’s replaced and the Check Engine Light is off, and it didn’t cost me a penny.

As for the flushing the brake fluid and the power steering fluid, I checked again on the internet and found that the brake fluid should be checked when brakes are checked, but many auto shops don’t do so, primarily because many mechanics aren’t aware they should do so. From the state of my brake fluid (which I saw in a comparison with ‘good’ fluid color), mine should have been flushed a long time ago.

As for the power steering, it’s not unusual for it to get dirty but whether you flush it or not somewhat depends on how long you’ve had the car. For instance, I found that if the car has reached 60,000 miles, then the recommendation tends to be to flush the system; others recommend flushing the system if it’s dirty, period. Since my car is reaching the 60,000 mark and the fluid was very dirty, this is a good procedure.

The auto shop also told me that my “Air Intake & Induction System” was ‘dirty’ and needed to be replaced. Hmm, that was a new one on me. When I got home, a little checking led me to discover how the air instake system works, what would be replaced (a filter) and that if I want to race my Focus, I can replace the air instake system with a racing intake system or a Cold Air Intake (CAI) system, which could boost performance and milage. So, I may hold on replacing the filter and look at actually replacing the system.

(Heck, maybe someday I’ll replace the body with a new Focus racing body, with lightning streaks on the side. Vro-o-om, vro-o-o-m. I found a site that gives complete, step by step instructions on how to do this.)

But before I take the car in, I’ll call around and get price checks to see how much other shops are charging. If there’s a discrepancy in prices, I’ll then decide if my confidence in my mechanic is high enough to let the difference slide, or negotiate a price change at the shop, or take it to another shop. Right now, my confidence in this shop is high, so unless the price difference is significant, paying more is acceptable.

So now when I take my car in to get the rest of the maintenance completed, I’ll have had a complete systems check, Check Engine Light diagnosed, sensor replaced, fluids flushed, and other than replacing the two tires (and research is pointing me to Bridgestone high-performance all-weather tires), my car will be in optimum condition — and I’ll have a high degree of confidence that I got the repairs I needed, the maintenance I needed, and just what was needed and at a good cost (or none, for warranty repair). More importantly, I’ll have established at the auto shop that I do my homework, and am capable of discussing problems from a basis of understanding, not ignorance.

I was able to do all of this because I decided long ago that unless you’re using your penis as a dipstick replacement to check oil levels, you don’t need one when it comes to understanding how your car works.

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outdoors Photography Plants

Meets the eye

Yesterday was an absolutely beautiful day, almost 70 degrees. There was a breeze, but it was warm and gentle and one could go about with a light jacket and feel just right.

I hadn’t been up to Shaw in a long time because of the road construction on I-44. The state is adding an extra lane all the way to Gray Summit, and in the process the lanes are narrow and the road surface uneven. The speed limit is supposed to be 50, but I’ve yet to see anyone follow this. Well, other than myself. A Ford Focus handles beautifully on country roads, gravel, in the city and what not, but it does not do well on uneven roads.

At Shaw I debated on taking the forest path to the wet land, or the country road behind the back. I had my iPod in its new heavy duty Belkin leather case, and it was fun just walking along the road, listening to Bond; taking the ear buds out from time to time to listen to the wind through the trees and the birds singing.

I also took along my camera because, though Shaw is in the middle of its dormant stage, you never know when something will pop up that might be fun to photograph. Such was the case yesterday when I came across piles of cut Eastern redcedar.

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Eastern redcedar is really a juniper tree, but it still has a beautiful grain and smell. The photography gave me an excuse to get close to the wood and breath in the scent. I noticed that the trees must have been fresh cut, as they were still ‘bleeding’ from the cuts.

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A couple of folks came along and seemed dismayed to see what looked like healthy young trees cut down. After all, this is a Nature Center, what could be more natural than trees? Especially when the Center replaces the stands of trees with what looked like fields of weed. However, this effort is part of the the ongoing effort to remove invasive species all across the park; restoring native wetland and prairie, as well as stands of hickory and oak, which are more natural for this area.

Environments are delicate, and the health of a particular environment is not necessarily obvious in the eye of the beholder. Though a vast empty prairie may look like ruin, and a forest of cedar look richly healthy, the opposite can be and often is in true–prairies are alive with many species of plants and animals that may be difficult to spot, while eastern redcedar forests may contain just that: big redcedar trees and nothing else.

At one time, Shaw was prairie and wetland, but people came along and plowed it under into farmland. When the farms were abandoned and the ground lay fallow, rather than be reclaimed by what was natural wildflowers and grasses, seeds contained in berries eaten by birds made their way to the fertile ground and honeysuckle and eastern redcedar thrived. Unfortunately, redcedar needles contain a high level of acidity, unpalatable to other plants. Both species choke out others by overrunning the ground as well as providing a canopy preventing young plants from getting enough sun.

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Like many other areas in the Midwest, work is underway to pull up these invasive plants, and replant native species in their place. Until this is finished, every winter the park is a mass of pulled and destroyed honeysuckle vine and redcedar trees in addition to the marks of controlled burns.

I left the road half way around to take the forest path past the prairie. The park had added a new bench overlooking the hills in a nice place to sit and enjoy the view of the grassland and the sod house on the hill.

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I liked the inscription on the bench: He was in love with this world.

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steppingstones

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Photography Weather

Whirling away

The robins were by yesterday, in their annual migration. I grabbed a few photos, which I’ll scatter about this writing.

We were hit, or I should say, sideswiped by a tornado Sunday night. It wasn’t a surprise: we had tornado watches all night, and you could see the storm coming toward us on the radar. Still, we’ve had warnings before and not much has happened, so I went to bed about ten on Sunday after taking two nighttime Tylenol to help me sleep.

The Berries are mine. Mine.

Peek At You

I lay in bed, half asleep listening to the wind and rain, when I noticed that the sound was getting louder and more steady. People have said that tornadoes sound like trains, but I didn’t get that impression. The sound was unlike anything I’ve ever heard, and as it got closer, I grew more alarmed until I jumped out of bed and opened the curtain. Outside was rain and hail and wind whipping all about in a chaotic fashion. When one of the lamp posts fell over, I grabbed my robe and called out to my roommate that we were getting hit by a tornado.

Pretty Girl

He was still up, watching weather on television and assured me that this wasn’t a tornado — they had turned off the tornado warning just a few minutes before. It was just a strong wind is all. I stood in the hall, robe clutched around me and listened, and as suddenly as the wind had started, it was gone. He went back to bed; I went back to bed.

Bright Eyes

Strong wind my butt. The next morning I took my roomie into work, and we passed the Wal-Mart near our home and saw large signs tossed about, one half driven into a dirt bank; steel fences twisted into pretzels; electric poles snapped like toothpicks. It was an F0 tornado, with winds of 70 miles per hour. It had skipped about, snapping large trees into pieces and damaging several houses, as well as creating the damage to the shopping area. It was just a baby twister, and luckily no one was hurt.

The unseasonable warm weather is gone now–swept away by this last storm of too long a year of storms–and it’s very cold. I don’t mind so much when I get a visit from my robins.

A Shy Bird

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Weblogging

Catching up

Recovered from the Wayback Machine.

Catching up on all my reading:

Scoble has dropped his subscription to Burningbird because I don’t provide full feeds. That’s okay Robert: I think I would rather not be read then to be skimmed quickly: fitted in between this meeting and that tech dinner.

I thought about this and realized I don’t write posts that skim well. I’m just as likely to start a post out about my cat, but finish on some esoteric bit of semantic web nonsense. I am an oblique writer; I drag all my readers through everything that’s of interest to me regardless of a topics of interest to them (you). Tech people get cats, cat people get tech, and you all get pictures.

On the other hand, Dave Winer has a good point in that if I’m not going to provide fulltext, I should provide meaningful excerpts rather than the ‘first so and so characters of the post’. I can agree with this and will attempt to do this in the future.

Of course, I always see the excerpt as yet another place to extend my creative urges…

Jeneane Sessum asked for opinions on commenting options, and received some good feedback. I like my approach: successful commenter’s email address enables them to comment freely; others go into moderation; comments are closed at 20 days. No muss, no fuss, no problems.

I’ve also decided to take a hands off approach to my comments. If someone is trolling, we can learn to ignore them. If folks want to get into strong disagreements, it’s between the parties — I’m not going to intrude. I’ve found in the past that when I do intrude, most of the time it just makes it worse because I’m not letting the folks work through the disagreement out on their own–and insulting them in the bargain. The only comments I’ll delete are ones that I feel are sp*m and ones that are so off-topic and deliberately harmful, that they might as well be sp*m. I won’t shut down comment threads either because of ongoing discussions–that’s only another form of intrusion.

I also thought about removing my ‘edit’ feature, but I like being able to clean up my comments and feel you all do, also. What I am thinking of doing is annotating any comment that’s been edited with a small line of text at the bottom that reads: “This comment has been edited”.

Back to catching up:

Happy Tutor writes about using humiliation as punishment and a case where a thief is required to wear a “I stole mail” sign:

But the good news really is that shame and humiliation can be imposed without a court. Satire is judge, jury, and executioner. Our noble trade is fully in the spirit of the times: Brutal. Branding is not restricted to products.

Sometimes that man is too damn smart for our own good.

Speaking of satire, I love finely crafted satire but it is a chancy art. I dabble in it, from time to time, with both visual and verbal offerings. The Happy Tutor is acknowledged master of the art of satire, and the Better Bad News folks hit the target time and again. Of course, no one is better than Jon Stewart, but we do what we can.

Including a new site, pointed out in my comments by zo: Go Flock Yourself: beta:(My mistake on pointing to this site–some people just like to wear hoods and burn things just to see them burn.)

Moving on….Noded has the best reaction to Michael Brown actually starting a consulting business for disaster planning.

Microsoft, bitch slapped by the state of Massachusetts for being all proprietary, has decided to see the standards light and release all of it’s Office formats to ECMA for care: feeding of. (What, has ECMA become the trash compactor of the spec world?) Tim Bray said why not support ODF (OpenDocument)Dare Obasanjo responded with pot calling and kettles named “Atom”; Tim responded back with apples and oranges. and sticks.

Look, I have the perfect solution: use RDF. Sure, we can convert ODF to RDF; we can convert Office XML to RDF. It’s not only a standard now, but your office format would be inter-operable with dozens of other specifications already in use. More than that–all parties involved really dislike RDF; a shared mutual sense of loathing is a good first step in forming an alliance.

See, you need a woman involved in these discussions to get to the heart of these matters; to see the crystal clear path amid the dark, old, and crusty biases.

Speaking of matters, I’ve just realized that 2/3’s of my subscriptions in Bloglines haven’t been updated in a very long time. Either I am subscribed to the wrong feed, Bloglines is missing updates, or a lot of people I know have quit weblogging. If the latter, too bad, really, because I miss the melody and it seems lately all I’m hearing is a lot of tubas with an occasional flute.

And now is a good time to drop in another Zoë photo! Zoë says use RDF…or else.

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(Warned you: esoteric semantic web nonsense, and a cat picture.)