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I was suffering from geekgadetus abundancia. I had a pda, cell phone, camera, mp3 player and laptop. All need cables and charging and is just too much hassle.

The new 6700 PPC phone so far seems to be the perfect all in one gadget.

And one of the services that is available with the phone (for free right now) is live webcast video.

Here are the links to see live video when the live video is available:

http://www.comvu.com/live.aspx?nestlerv

If you want to see the video on your mobile device then use this url:

http://www.comvu.com/asx.aspx?nestlerv

More on this coming soon...

Big Kids!

What adults in their right mind would think to celebrate their 40th birthday in a paintball shoot out?

Well that would be these two crazies...




And who would go to a celebration like that?

That would be these loons...





And boy was it lots of fun. It was an indoor arena. (http://newyorkcitypaintball.com) Lots of running and sliding around. And if you are wondering, "does it hurt when you get shot?" The answer is, "It depends."

If your clothes are layered and baggy, it doesn't hurt much at all. If however you are the victim of a well placed shot, it can hurt quite a bit. Jonathan's "willie" and both of my nipples can attest to that.

The inside of my right thigh was a a choice target as well.



Phallic objects, groups, sweating, bruising, masks and heavy breathing. Madonna did something like this on her 40th birthday also. I think it was at the hell-fire club.


Charlies Angels have gotten nothing on these girls!!

Who needs guns when you have deadly index fingers?



The Union Jack and Stars and Stripes. Side by side.
Like Blair and Bush getting ready for Gulf War II.



Our pre-battle breifing, delievered by Jose, aged 14.



The Pre-battle glory shot.



The Dead Zone. (and Johnathan scavanging for extra ammo)


The Refs and their high-tech protective sheild. Yes that is a garbage can lid.






Evidence of a headshot.

Happy birthday Jonathan and Micaela! It was a great time.

Coincidence, serendipity, magic?

It was Tuesday Jan 10^th. I was expecting a package which contained a component for a project I am working on with students (www.xentinels.com). On Monday I had missed the delivery and so I signed the release slip so that it could be left.

I came home early from professing that day because I had to teach again online at 7PM. It would be the first session of the new semester. When I got home I found yet another slip for failed delivery. Even though I signed the release and my roommate Dee was home, I didn't get the package. Aparently she had been sleeping and didnt hear the bell, and the package required and in person signature. The slip said I could pick it up the package after 5PM.

I spent a little time relaxing and enjoyed a wonderful talk with my friend Luz (goluzgo.com). I was quite tired and took a nap. I awoke late (5:30) and had to decide if I would be able to make it to the fedex office and back in time to teach my 7PM class. I looked at google maps to see. It looked like a straight shot but I was not familiar with the traffic conditions.

I decided to give it a shot. It was a good excuse to hop my motorcycle and go for a ride. I only just learned to ride in August and I enjoy riding a great deal. Not to mention we were blessed with warm weather in January. I also figured even if there was traffic, on the motorcycle I could get past some of it. I left at 5:50. My gas indicator was on but I didnt have time to get gas if I was going to make it. I went as far as I could in 30 min and got lost. I was supposed to be on Kings Highway and wound up on Howard Avenue.

I turned back and made it home just 10 min before class at 7 (The lights favored me on the return). When I tried to log on to teach my session I was unable to. It was a problem I had normally when I cleared my browser's history and cache. I called the college help desk to tell them to tell the class I would be 15 min late.

After reinstalling online client software and rebooting I finally got into the class and found that not one of the students were there. Either all of my students forgot to come, or ...

Just then I got a phone call. It was the helpdesk. I answered and said, "I know I know, I actually dont have class scheduled today." I paused and then joked,"Lets keep this between us ok."

So, it is 7:20 and I have to figure can I make it to the fedex place by 8. This time I take my GPS and I am on the road at 730. By 740 I realize there is too much traffic on Kings highway and i decide to try the Belt Parkway. It was a longer way, but if traffic was flowing I would have a chance.

As it turned out the belt was smooth sailing. Just a block or so from the Fedex office I felt the bike sputter from the low gas. I get to the fedex office with about 4 minutes to spare. Parking is a non issue as usual with the bike. I am parked right in front of the entrance. There are a couple of other customers still inside and I am the last one to get in.

As I leave I get the directions to the closest gas station and the Belt Parkway. Even though the GPS would get me home, it is nice to be pointing in the right direction to start.

As I get back on the bike I see a woman getting out of her car to send off a package. I tell her the place just closed. I tell her though that there are people inside that have to come out. If she waits and puts on a sad face they might let her in (remembering that a similar tactic worked for me at Modells New Years Eve when I needed some gloves and a hat for the Midnight run)

When I got to the gas station there were a number of pumps free. I went for the one in the far corner in the back. I filled the bike to the max. I got 5.002 gallons in the 5 gallon tank. Apparently I was pretty low.

That was when I met Irwin. Irwin was a young black man, in his mid to late 20's. He asked me curiously, "Can I ask you something, how long did it take you to learn how to ride?

I told him, "Two days."

He looked surprised. " Really? I tried learning and I just didn't get it. My friend has been trying to teach me. He races professionally."

And then I told him all about the Motorcycle Safety School where I had learned. I told him that there was no better way to learn. I took the course in August. It was only one night and 2 days. And yet it had a profound impact on me not only in terms of learning to ride a motorcycle but in terms of learning to ride life. Often times the words that my instructor shared on how to handle the bike was like a sermon to me. The subject for another time I suppose.

I expressed how important I felt taking the course was. I left. While I felt that our chance meeting was "supposed" to happen, I wasnt sure I conveyed what needed to be conveyed. I decided to turn back to the gas station (he went to pay inside so was still there). I gave him my email address and told him to send me an email if he has any questions.

So, let's see, what is interesting here?

Let's entertain the notion that there is no coincidence and my chance discussion with Irwin was supposed to happen. Lets look at all that had to happen for the universe to conspire this to happen.

- missed getting package on Monday

- Package could not be left only directly signed

- roommate while home, did not hear the delivery

- Getting the day of the class I teach incorrect.

- Napping a bit too long.

- The traffic conditions. Every light, every car, every bus.

- Getting lost the first time and doubling back.

- Being out of gas.

-The pump I chose.

Something else to consider. Irwin. The name itself means "Friend of the boar." Which is interesting if you consider that a boar is similar to a hog. And a hog is another name for a Harley. Perhaps Irwin was not getting it on a sports bike and needed a cruiser type instead.

Starting the New Year Right!!

What better way to start the year than in the most beautiful place in New York City, surrounded by healthy, happy, friendly people, dancing, cheering and enjoying fireworks just before a leisurely 4 mile run.

A run that can symbolize leaving 2005 and dashing into a new year filled with potential.






The New Year's Eve Run Loop








2006 is going to be a year of

Accomplishment
Adventure
Enlightenment
Sharing
Love
Creativity
Comedy
Camaraderie
Challenge
and
Evolution of the spirit

(This list was generated without the aid of any narcotics)





Loading up on carbs before the run

The new face of 2006

(a face only a mother could love)

Stalked by bananas

Great fireworks at the park. Directly overhead

Some of the goofiness during the run.

Us at the end of the run.