Attitude Sun, May 25. 2008
by Charles Swindoll [wikipedia.org]
The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life.
Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness, or skill. It will make or break a company ... a church ... a home.
The remarkable thing is we have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past. We cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable.
The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude ... I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me, and 90% how I react to it. And so it is with you ... we are in charge of our Attitudes.
http://www.craigharper.com.au/2007/08/sitting-at-lifes-train-station.html
The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life.
Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness, or skill. It will make or break a company ... a church ... a home.
The remarkable thing is we have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past. We cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable.
The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude ... I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me, and 90% how I react to it. And so it is with you ... we are in charge of our Attitudes.
http://www.craigharper.com.au/2007/08/sitting-at-lifes-train-station.html
Taking opportunity's is like taking the train Wed, May 21. 2008
Taking opportunity's is like taking the train, many people are often nervous about getting on to the train for the first time and some times they need a little support. The little bit of support often can change someones life forever and they are happier because of it.
Here is a poem by Craig Harper a motivational speaker.
http://www.craigharper.com.au/2007/08/sitting-at-lifes-train-station.html
Sitting at Life's Train Station.
It's five fifteen in the morning.
You wake up excited with a day of new and amazing possibilities ahead of you.
You bounce out of bed and hit the floor running.
You jump in the shower, throw down some toast and head out the front door.
Knowing that today, is the day.
Your heart is racing with anticipation and your mind is cartwheeling through a smorgasbord of possibilities.
You get to the train station at ten to six.
You walk to the platform and you take your seat.
You're very excited.
You're excited because there are so many trains going to so many places and you have so many options.
So many choices.
And you're most excited because you've been given a magic ticket.
A ticket which will take you wherever you want.
Literally.
Any place in the world.
Wherever you choose.
Doesn't make sense.. but it doesn't really need to; it's magic.
Not logic.
Your magic ticket will take you to the place of your dreams.
All you've got to do is choose your destination, leave your comfy seat and get on the train of your choice.
And enjoy.
Simple enough.
As you sit there waiting, you become acutely aware of your heart beating strongly inside your ribs.
Pounding even.
Pounding with anticipation of what the day will bring.
What might be.
What will be.
Where the ride might take you.
So lucky to be given a magic ticket to anywhere.
It's a cold morning but you're not.
Cold that is.
You figure that excitement must produce heat.
Perhaps.
You look down at your watch and it's six thirty.
To your surprise, forty minutes have come and gone and so have eleven trains.
They were going to some really cool places but you figure.. "that's okay, there will be heaps more."
"I've got all day".. you tell yourself.
"I don't want to be hasty."
"What if I got on the first train and then one with a better destination pulled into the station?"
"I Gotta be careful.."
"Gotta protect my magic ticket... only got one."
"Don't wanna waste it."
"How stupid would that be?"
"A magic ticket to anywhere.. all I've got to do is make a decision and get on the train of my choice..".
"Too easy."
A train rolls into the station.
It's going to Germany.
"Hmm... Germany would be nice.. great food, beautiful scenery... but maybe the language barrier might be an issue... yeh, that could make it tricky... I'll give Germany a miss."
You stay in your seat.
You lean forward and peer down the tracks; excited to see which train might roll in next.
So many opportunities, so many amazing destinations.
And you're determined to wait for just the right one.
You'll know it when you see it.
You don't want to be too impulsive.
You know plenty of people who have blown it.. because they didn't think things through.
But you... you're a thinker.
Yep, you'll wait.
And wait.
You're like that.
Another train rolls into the station, the doors fly open and happy, excited people pile in.
Kids with big smiles abound.
You look at the sign on the front; it's going to Disneyland.
"Disneyland!!.. I've alwaaaays wanted to go to Disneyland."
You can't believe your luck.
You get up off your seat and you move towards the door of the train.
Your heart is beating faster than ever, the eight year-old inside you is squealing with delight and the hairs on the back of your neck have jumped to attention.
Yep.. this is what it's all about.
You're three steps from the train when your power-stride turns into an amble.
A hesitant amble.
People behind you begin to get grumpy and start bumping into each other... "what are you waiting for" they reasonably ask.
"Err... I.. aah.. " you reply pathetically.
You don't know what you're waiting for.
After all, the train to Disneyland is only feet away.
It dawns on you that perhaps you might be making the wrong choice.
"What if there's no healthy food there... after all, I'm watching my weight.." you tell yourself.
"And what if I hurt my back again on one of the rides... It's only just started to feel better since my last treatment.."
Sensibly, you move back to your seat.
You're nothing, if not sensible.
Anyway, you're not a kid any more.. you'd probably look outa place at Disneyland.
"Yeh, what was I thinking?"
You return to your seat and while your heart is momentarily heavy, you do your best to convince yourself that you've made the right decision.
You're almost sure you have.
Although the eight year-old in you thinks you're a boring, predictable, fearful old fart.
"Too many people don't think big picture... I'm a big picture kinda person" you tell yourself.
Some more trains come and go:
Hawaii... "the sun's no good for my fair skin."
Africa... " I read somewhere that hippos kill more people than any other animal?"
Australia.. "I might bump into Craig Harper.. he makes me feel self-conscious and he's very rude."
Canada... "too cold.. and they speak weird.."
Train after train come and go.
Opportunity after opportunity; none of them suitable.
"Don't wanna waste my ticket"... you keep telling yourself.
You look at your watch.
It's nearly six pm.
It can't be!
You feel physically ill.
You ask the man next to you for the time and he says "two minutes before six."
You can feel the blood drain from your face.
All of a sudden you have an awareness of the cold.
In fact, you're freezing.
And miserable.
Your fingers hurt.
And your toes.
Everything hurts.
Even your heart.
The excitement has been replaced with an overwhelming sense of grief.
And panic.
Desperation even.
"It can't be six o'clock... I just sat down here".. you try and convince yourself.
"I can't have wasted that opportunity.."
"Can I?"
You look down at your hand and the magic ticket is gone.
Here is a poem by Craig Harper a motivational speaker.
http://www.craigharper.com.au/2007/08/sitting-at-lifes-train-station.html
Sitting at Life's Train Station.
It's five fifteen in the morning.
You wake up excited with a day of new and amazing possibilities ahead of you.
You bounce out of bed and hit the floor running.
You jump in the shower, throw down some toast and head out the front door.
Knowing that today, is the day.
Your heart is racing with anticipation and your mind is cartwheeling through a smorgasbord of possibilities.
You get to the train station at ten to six.
You walk to the platform and you take your seat.
You're very excited.
You're excited because there are so many trains going to so many places and you have so many options.
So many choices.
And you're most excited because you've been given a magic ticket.
A ticket which will take you wherever you want.
Literally.
Any place in the world.
Wherever you choose.
Doesn't make sense.. but it doesn't really need to; it's magic.
Not logic.
Your magic ticket will take you to the place of your dreams.
All you've got to do is choose your destination, leave your comfy seat and get on the train of your choice.
And enjoy.
Simple enough.
As you sit there waiting, you become acutely aware of your heart beating strongly inside your ribs.
Pounding even.
Pounding with anticipation of what the day will bring.
What might be.
What will be.
Where the ride might take you.
So lucky to be given a magic ticket to anywhere.
It's a cold morning but you're not.
Cold that is.
You figure that excitement must produce heat.
Perhaps.
You look down at your watch and it's six thirty.
To your surprise, forty minutes have come and gone and so have eleven trains.
They were going to some really cool places but you figure.. "that's okay, there will be heaps more."
"I've got all day".. you tell yourself.
"I don't want to be hasty."
"What if I got on the first train and then one with a better destination pulled into the station?"
"I Gotta be careful.."
"Gotta protect my magic ticket... only got one."
"Don't wanna waste it."
"How stupid would that be?"
"A magic ticket to anywhere.. all I've got to do is make a decision and get on the train of my choice..".
"Too easy."
A train rolls into the station.
It's going to Germany.
"Hmm... Germany would be nice.. great food, beautiful scenery... but maybe the language barrier might be an issue... yeh, that could make it tricky... I'll give Germany a miss."
You stay in your seat.
You lean forward and peer down the tracks; excited to see which train might roll in next.
So many opportunities, so many amazing destinations.
And you're determined to wait for just the right one.
You'll know it when you see it.
You don't want to be too impulsive.
You know plenty of people who have blown it.. because they didn't think things through.
But you... you're a thinker.
Yep, you'll wait.
And wait.
You're like that.
Another train rolls into the station, the doors fly open and happy, excited people pile in.
Kids with big smiles abound.
You look at the sign on the front; it's going to Disneyland.
"Disneyland!!.. I've alwaaaays wanted to go to Disneyland."
You can't believe your luck.
You get up off your seat and you move towards the door of the train.
Your heart is beating faster than ever, the eight year-old inside you is squealing with delight and the hairs on the back of your neck have jumped to attention.
Yep.. this is what it's all about.
You're three steps from the train when your power-stride turns into an amble.
A hesitant amble.
People behind you begin to get grumpy and start bumping into each other... "what are you waiting for" they reasonably ask.
"Err... I.. aah.. " you reply pathetically.
You don't know what you're waiting for.
After all, the train to Disneyland is only feet away.
It dawns on you that perhaps you might be making the wrong choice.
"What if there's no healthy food there... after all, I'm watching my weight.." you tell yourself.
"And what if I hurt my back again on one of the rides... It's only just started to feel better since my last treatment.."
Sensibly, you move back to your seat.
You're nothing, if not sensible.
Anyway, you're not a kid any more.. you'd probably look outa place at Disneyland.
"Yeh, what was I thinking?"
You return to your seat and while your heart is momentarily heavy, you do your best to convince yourself that you've made the right decision.
You're almost sure you have.
Although the eight year-old in you thinks you're a boring, predictable, fearful old fart.
"Too many people don't think big picture... I'm a big picture kinda person" you tell yourself.
Some more trains come and go:
Hawaii... "the sun's no good for my fair skin."
Africa... " I read somewhere that hippos kill more people than any other animal?"
Australia.. "I might bump into Craig Harper.. he makes me feel self-conscious and he's very rude."
Canada... "too cold.. and they speak weird.."
Train after train come and go.
Opportunity after opportunity; none of them suitable.
"Don't wanna waste my ticket"... you keep telling yourself.
You look at your watch.
It's nearly six pm.
It can't be!
You feel physically ill.
You ask the man next to you for the time and he says "two minutes before six."
You can feel the blood drain from your face.
All of a sudden you have an awareness of the cold.
In fact, you're freezing.
And miserable.
Your fingers hurt.
And your toes.
Everything hurts.
Even your heart.
The excitement has been replaced with an overwhelming sense of grief.
And panic.
Desperation even.
"It can't be six o'clock... I just sat down here".. you try and convince yourself.
"I can't have wasted that opportunity.."
"Can I?"
You look down at your hand and the magic ticket is gone.
We do not attract what we want, but what we are. Tue, May 20. 2008
"We do not attract what we want, but what we are."
- James Lane Allen
- James Lane Allen
Things to watch out for Wed, Jul 26. 2006
I was comparing the shimano and campy designs for fsa 220 hubs,
http://www.fullspeedahead.com/downloads/copy_RD220S%20drawing.pdf
and
http://www.fullspeedahead.com/downloads/copy_RD220C%20drawing.pdf
It looks like the campy version does not have the 2nd nuts on them, which means it would require regular adjustment + faster wear due to the time the wheel is road out of adjustment. Then again this really only matters if you use the wheels for 1000's of km.
http://www.fullspeedahead.com/downloads/copy_RD220S%20drawing.pdf
and
http://www.fullspeedahead.com/downloads/copy_RD220C%20drawing.pdf
It looks like the campy version does not have the 2nd nuts on them, which means it would require regular adjustment + faster wear due to the time the wheel is road out of adjustment. Then again this really only matters if you use the wheels for 1000's of km.
Space ! Tue, Jun 27. 2006
A cargo ship arrived at the space station with food and water,
http://www.cnn.com/2006/TECH/space/06/26/russia.space.dock.ap/index.html
and the shuttle is due to lunch on the first of July. My hope would be that this is planned as a fresh food supply could feed a number of crew members if the shuttle was damaged.
Another note is
http://www.cnn.com/2006/TECH/space/06/27/shuttle.risk.ap/index.html
someone is complaining about how the shuttle is just not perfect and it should be before it is launched. Well if you try to make something prefect you make nothing at all.
My opinion is so long as the crew are willing to take the risk, then go for it. At the same time if it was too high of a risk another loss to the space program would also be very damaging to NASA image as well.
Good thing is commercial space tourism is just around the corner
Polyester is the source of all evil Thu, Jun 15. 2006
Me and about 20 % of the rest of the population have an allergic reaction Polyester. Most people don't notice and might just scratch every once and a while. My skin does not get along with it well which results in me being unable to wear any Polyester. So here is my list of fabrics I can not wear. My cycling habits require me to have good fitting shorts, tights, and jerserys which are typically made of Polyester. Finding non Polyester clothing is not an easy task. Wool jerseys are often not wool but a blend, if they main part of the jersey is wool often the cuffs are Polyester.
Here is the fabrics used by Castelli
Strange
Lenpur - made from cellulose ? Do you mean ground up news paper, has any one tried this stuff ?
yes
Polypropilene - though rough, very similar manufacturing process as polyester though typically does not cause an allergric reaction.
Maybe
Some times spandex contains polyester.
kiss reported as 80% nylon/20% spandex
Urano Lycra maybe same as kiss 80% nylon/20% spandex
Lycra 44
Supplex nylon - made by dupoint which I have found to make the lease reactive fabrics
unlikely
Hotflex - 17 % lycra + fleece layer, other unknown,
Stratosheer - uses lycra + a fleece layer like hotflex, fleece is often polyester of some sort but some fleeces I have managed to not react to.
resistex / carbon - said to be made from carbon and natural fibers.
no
Micro
coolmax
MicroSpitech
MicroSpitech Plus
Welly
Thermo
unknown
GORE WINDSTOPPER
warher
five y
compact
Here is a forum link on polyester allergic reactions, most of the postings I can relate to.
http://www.herc.org/discus/messages/28/110.html?1148157076
I seamed to fairly often get a bad reaction to mentioning a polyester allergy, Maybe the public is heavly influnced by Seinfeld and George. Seinfeld: The Chaperone suppositly has an episode on switching from polyester to cotton.
Buck Showalter and Danny Tartabull - After giving Tartabull some tips on his swings, George convinces manager Showalter to switch from polyester to cotton Yankees uniform ("The Chaperone"); George, on his way to a public television fund raiser with Danny Tartabull, delays Tartabull's promised appearance in order to take a detour to chase down a driver that he (wrongly) believes gave them the finger. ("The Pledge Drive")
What happens is Georges gets the uniforms changed and one game goes fine. Then the next game the clothes has srunk resulting in a not so good game. This most likely discredits cotton for any sports related thing just by the fact that people only remember cotton + sports = bad.
Here is the fabrics used by Castelli
Strange
Lenpur - made from cellulose ? Do you mean ground up news paper, has any one tried this stuff ?
yes
Polypropilene - though rough, very similar manufacturing process as polyester though typically does not cause an allergric reaction.
Maybe
Some times spandex contains polyester.
kiss reported as 80% nylon/20% spandex
Urano Lycra maybe same as kiss 80% nylon/20% spandex
Lycra 44
Supplex nylon - made by dupoint which I have found to make the lease reactive fabrics
unlikely
Hotflex - 17 % lycra + fleece layer, other unknown,
Stratosheer - uses lycra + a fleece layer like hotflex, fleece is often polyester of some sort but some fleeces I have managed to not react to.
resistex / carbon - said to be made from carbon and natural fibers.
no
Micro
coolmax
MicroSpitech
MicroSpitech Plus
Welly
Thermo
unknown
GORE WINDSTOPPER
warher
five y
compact
Here is a forum link on polyester allergic reactions, most of the postings I can relate to.
http://www.herc.org/discus/messages/28/110.html?1148157076
I seamed to fairly often get a bad reaction to mentioning a polyester allergy, Maybe the public is heavly influnced by Seinfeld and George. Seinfeld: The Chaperone suppositly has an episode on switching from polyester to cotton.
Buck Showalter and Danny Tartabull - After giving Tartabull some tips on his swings, George convinces manager Showalter to switch from polyester to cotton Yankees uniform ("The Chaperone"); George, on his way to a public television fund raiser with Danny Tartabull, delays Tartabull's promised appearance in order to take a detour to chase down a driver that he (wrongly) believes gave them the finger. ("The Pledge Drive")
What happens is Georges gets the uniforms changed and one game goes fine. Then the next game the clothes has srunk resulting in a not so good game. This most likely discredits cotton for any sports related thing just by the fact that people only remember cotton + sports = bad.
Google Links, Grammar and SEO Fri, Jun 9. 2006
Slowly like a turtle I am starting to get back into developing sites for the internet. Sense my war chest has been all most emptied I am taking less risks with cash and more with my time. This resulted in me taking a look at how google.com does it indexing and searchs. Basically for google, if the site is liked by other people and is of quality they will give it higher rankings.
See http://www.google.com/technology/
With this in mind I am going to create a small network of sites and see what happens.
See http://www.google.com/technology/
With this in mind I am going to create a small network of sites and see what happens.
Primetrainer.com Fri, Jun 2. 2006
I am starting a Tour De France web site for voting on who you will think win the tour. With rider and team lists. Perhaps a news section for day to day rider updates during the tour.
Tour De France Startlist 2006
Tour De France Startlist 2006
Mavic Cosmos FreeHub Review Mon, Mar 20. 2006
On my road bicycle, My Cosmos freehub (2003) has decided to die. After 6000 km they started to skip a bit, by 8000 km they where skipping allot. Now at around 8500 km there are times the hub does not work at all.
My guess is that the grease is broken down or dirty. Which results in the interior parts from no longer moving.
The Mavic Cosmos Wheelset is a fairly good entry level wheel, the rims have Mavic 6106 marked on them, which have stood up well expect for some minor adjustments after 4000 km.
My LBS suggested I sent it to Mavic and they would charge me an upgrade fee in exchange for a 2004 Cosmos hub. Currently I am researching for a more reliable rear hub.
My guess is that the grease is broken down or dirty. Which results in the interior parts from no longer moving.
The Mavic Cosmos Wheelset is a fairly good entry level wheel, the rims have Mavic 6106 marked on them, which have stood up well expect for some minor adjustments after 4000 km.
My LBS suggested I sent it to Mavic and they would charge me an upgrade fee in exchange for a 2004 Cosmos hub. Currently I am researching for a more reliable rear hub.
Urban Exploration Fri, Jan 27. 2006
There was an article on Urban Exploration in the Chronicle Herald, this was a surprise to me that there was such a interest in this type of exploring. I been doing this for years and typically like the more remote areas. Ironically it also causes problems like increased vandalizing due to the younger crowd being involved as well.
Some of the places in cities that people seam to be interested in are not really that big of a deal if you where to be a Building tech like HVAC or to do with Electrical.
A Canadian site listed was http://www.uer.ca
Some of the places in cities that people seam to be interested in are not really that big of a deal if you where to be a Building tech like HVAC or to do with Electrical.
A Canadian site listed was http://www.uer.ca
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