A Strava friend pointed out that I crossed paths with Lance Armstrong on my morning run. The Strava Flyby thing is pretty cool! Lance had the better pace
Sous stole Scout the puppy’s chew toy. Then she stole another. Scout approached her to lodge a complaint. Sous responded thusly:
This translates in dog to “I drink your milkshake”
In June of 2014 I moved offices from way up north to “University Park,” better known as “the Longhorn Network Building.” It was a good move because it shortened my commute from 12 miles to about 4 miles, although I traded Mopac for the worst 3 miles of I-35 in the country.
Today was my last day in that building, which was pretty bland and unremarkable, although I did have my own office for much of it because my officemate so often traveled, worked from home, and eventually left the company. Goodbye office:
The part of the building I probably have the most intimate relationship with, though, wasn’t my office. No, it was the “fitness center” located in the catacombs underneath the lobby of the building.
When I was warned of an impending fracture in my femur while training for a marathon in late 2014, I replaced my long runs with long stints on the elliptical strider in the UP fitness center. Like, two hours or more, to simulate running 20 miles or more. Here’s one I found from the end of January 2015. Click through for the heart rate analysis, I was really working!
Two weeks later I ran the marathon anyway and broke my hip at the 22 mile mark, six weeks before the birth of our first child. Good times!
After surgery and six weeks on crutches I was not exactly excited about running, so I returned to the elliptical strider for exercise (along with swimming), and I’ve been logging time ever since.
According to my Strava records (which surely undercount), I’ve spent at least 50 hours on the UP catacombs elliptical strider since we moved to the building. I passed the time sweating by watching TV and movies on my phone, including Seasons 2-5 of Game of Thrones (now all up to date, thank you), Seasons 1 and 2 of “Narcos”, Season 1 of Breaking Bad (I found it intolerably slow paced so I stopped); lots of weird foreign films (mostly Asian) with subtitles that Leslie would never watch with me like “Touch of Sin”, “White Material”, and “Ong Bak”; a many many movies I just never got around to seeing like “Sicario” and “Strange Days” and “Million Dollar Baby.”
This morning I did my last stint on the strider with the second 30 minutes of “Jackie Brown.” I will never forget the particular smell of that lonely room, or the countless hours spent before work sweating profusely, ratcheting up and down the resistance, working hard but going nowhere.
Goodbye, faithful steed.
Finally got a video of Paul walking. This was yesterday and he’s already doing a lot more than you see here. I credit the salutary effects of his recent stay at the ranch.
Quite a big day today for Mr. P: when I picked him up from school I tried to coax him from his post next to a bouncer over to me and sure enough, he launched off and took four or five solid steps over to me. We tried for the rest of the evening to get it on video but failed.
Then, when we were concluding a Duo call with Grandad and Sue-Sue, as goodbyes were being said, Paul reached up his arm and waived and said “bah bah” quite clearly. We’re declaring it his first word. We did manage to get this on camera, though. Enjoy:
As of today, all websites served by overt (like this blog itself) are available exclusively via HTTPS, the encrypted version of the protocol used for communication on the web. Woohoo, we’ve got little padlocks in our address bars now!
When I started overt.org 17 years ago, pretty much the only web pages that used HTTPS were ones where you entered your credit card number, and then only if you were lucky. Getting HTTPS meant more complicated configuration on the server, plus paying a certificate authority at least hundreds of dollars a year for the privilege of of a certificate vouching for the identity of your site.
But clearly the web has matured a lot since then, and these days the mantra is “HTTPS everywhere.” That is, we should encrypt all web traffic by default, whether or not you’re handling sensitive information. This has a lot of little benefits, like protecting you from the coffee shop you’re in inserting ads into the web pages you’re viewing, or reading your facebook posts as you type them. Google has even announced that it will penalize non-HTTPs sites in search rankings. And in an age where governments are considering severe limits on encryption, it’s also an important way to take a stand for public access to cryptography in general.
So, I knew that eventually I should get overt.org on board the HTTPS train. But what about the fees for certificates? Enter Let’s Encrypt. Let’s Encrypt is a free, open, automated certificate authority started by the EFF, who have a long tradition of making the internet awesomer (you should be donating to them if you’re fond of the internet!). With this tool, I was able to automatically create free certificates for all of the many sites hosted by overt.
So welcome to the new HTTPS overt. I hope you like the little padlock and feel a bit more warm and fuzzy about your visit!
I recently bought new smoker after reading Aaron Franklin’s BBQ book and other sources that convinced me that using an all-hardwood fire would produce superior flavor compared to the charcoal-and-hardwood-chunks I’ve been using for about 10 years in my old reliable Weber Smokey Mountain Cooker.
The reason for the improvement is that the flavor that comes from fully-combusted hardwood is light and clean, whereas the smoking wood chunks in my WSM give off a dirty smoke that has a lot of creosote. A little is okay, but overall I think it gave my barbecue a metallic flavor that I knew could be improved.
The trouble with all-hardwood fires is that they are much harder to manage than charcoal fires. To control the heat output from a charcoal fire, you can just control the amount of air that it gets. That’s how the WSM works: you build a charcoal fire in the bottom, and then control the temperature by opening or closing vents around the fire. If you choke off a hardwood fire in the same way, you get sooty, black, creosote laden smoke.
Most serious (and professional) cooks who want all-hardwood use an offset smoker with a firebox next to a cooking chamber. With smokers like these, you have to be very good at managing your fire so that it burns freely (without denying it any oxygen), but without being too hot for your meat. I decided I was not up to the task of mastering such a smoker.
I was intrigued by the amazingribs.com review of a very unconventional smoker, the KBQ C-60/SS. It’s a boutique smoker built by an enthusiast out of his garage. It has a free-burning firebox on top, and smoke is sucked into the cooking chamber below whenever a thermostatically controlled fan kicks on.
I just tried my first cook with it last weekend–a bunch of chicken leg quarters, usually easy and a crowd pleaser. The cook was easy and fun (because you get to poke the fire but don’t actually have to worry about hitting the right temperature). The smoke profile was definitely lighter. I forgot to take a picture, but the color was more of a golden brown rather than the deep mahogany I’m used to. But most interesting was the taste: I used half mesquite, half oak, and I could really taste the sweetness from the mesquite. There was no metallic bite. Everyone seemed quite happy with the flavor.
Next up I’ll move to the real stuff: ribs and brisket.