lyrics daddy moon

If you came across this because you are searching for the artist or lyrics to the song that played on the episode of Parenthood that aired Tuesday, January 11th 2011 that has the hook line “oh daddy moon …” this post is to tell you that artist is Tom Freund and the name of the song is “Little Room Of Mine”. You can find the song on his latest album “Fit To Screen”.

Obviously I like Tom or I wouldn’t be trying to help other people find him. If you liked “Little Room Of Mine” you’ll like is other stuff.

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The Mind that Maps

Considering my appetite for cool software tools, it shouldn’t come as a surprise that I’m into mind mapping software. I’ve used MindManager for years now and, though I like the product, I can’t see shelling out $180 for an upgrade when there are so many cheaper/free alternatives. Is it too much to expect Mindjet to factor the existence of these competitive offerings into their pricing? Or is it just the case that MindManager is targeted at the enterprise and no one actually uses their own money to buy it?

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Something Clever to Say

I often wonder how many misbegotten trends in IT have their origin in the need to say something clever about a subject that you don’t know very much about. Example (circa 2002):

Joe’s Manager: Joe, what do you think about this web services stuff?

Joe: (scrambling) I think it has a lot of potential but, uh . . ., they really need to solve the security problem first.

The truth of the matter is, at the time, Joe knew almost nothing about web services, SOAP, etc. but he had read/overheard just enough to know that “everybody” was concerned with “the security problem” (whatever that was). The result was the development of a boatload of  new technologies (WS-Security and its attendant profiles, WS-SecurityPolicy, WS-Trust, WS-SecureConversation, etc.) when the vast majority of SOAP deployments do fine with little more than SSL and BasicAuth. I remember a SOAP-oriented conference in 2005 in which a vendor rep asked the audience “How many of you are using or planning to use WS-Security?”. When only one hand (in a room of at least 100) went up, the rep went slightly non-linear saying something to the effect of, “WTF, you asked us to build all this stuff …?!?”

Fast forward to today and substitute “cloud” for “web services”. I’m willing to admit that there are a few security issues that are unique to the cloud (mostly around multi-tenancy), but I assert that 99% of “cloud security issues” are no different than current IT security issues. I’m worried that, in their need to have something clever to say about the cloud, people are creating the false impression that someone needs to invent a whole boatload of “cloud security” technologies when we simply need to re-apply our current security solutions.

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For the Children

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While I’m on the subject of marijuana legalization, I just have to spend a few moments rebutting one of the stupidest arguments I heard in the recent debate on CA’s Proposition 19 - “If you legalize pot, all your kids will be doing it”.

To understand why I think this is such a dumb argument I have to relate the following. When I was a kid growing up in the suburbs of Chicago in the late 70’s it was way, way easier for me (and everyone else I knew) to get our hands on pot than alcohol. Why was this? Because alcohol was legal for people 21 and over and pot was illegal for everybody.

The people I bought pot from, and the only way that anybody I knew got pot, were acquaintances of mine – sometimes slightly older kids. Meanwhile the only place to buy liquor was stores and bars. The kids selling me pot weren’t taking any great risk in doing so – we’re talking very small quantities here and you had to be a true idiot to get caught. The people who weren’t selling me liquor were doing so because they didn’t want to lose their liquor license for the sake of a cheap case of beer and a bottle of peach schnapps.

This may all be anecdotal, but I’m pretty sure it’s not. If you want to stop people from selling any kind of drug to kids you have to (a) legalize that drug for use by adults, (b) license the sale of that drug, (c) revoke that license if they are caught selling to minors. You need the carrot and the stick. If I were emperor of CA, I’d tie your liquor license, your lottery concession, and your marijuana license into one big bundle – get caught selling any of these to minors and we’ll revoke all three.

Prop 19 and Huck Finn

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While reading Huckleberry Finn to Annelise I came across the following:

Pretty soon I wanted to smoke, and asked the widow to let me. But she wouldn't. She said it was a mean practice and wasn't clean, and I must try to not do it any more. That is just the way with some people. They get down on a thing when they don't know nothing about it. Here she was a bothering about Moses, which was no kin to her, and no use to anybody, being gone, you see, yet finding a power of fault with me for doing a thing that had some good in it. And she took snuff too; of course that was all right, because she done it herself.

For those that voted “no” on California’s recent Proposition 19, it seems like Huck has got your number.

Nature

This is a riff on something I heard some mad philosopher say on NPR, so the original idea isn’t mine (I don’t have any original ideas). This guy was ranting that “Nature” had replaced “God” as our cultural conscience. The clichéd assumptions are everywhere: everything that is Natural is good, Nature is harmonious and in balance,  humanity should strive to align itself with Nature - if/when we ever do, all will be well.

In truth Nature is anything but balanced. It only looks that way to us because our timescales are so ridiculously short. "Nature” is one giant cataclysm after another. Not once, but five times has this planet seen mass extinctions where, for example, 70% of the land species were completely wiped out. Massive floods of magma could bubble up from the Earth’s core (tomorrow) and wipe out the human race (along with all other mammals, most birds, reptiles, etc.). To “Nature”, this wouldn’t be that big of a deal. Nature isn’t our mother and Nature doesn’t care if we live or if we die. “Nature” doesn’t care if we do or don’t try to “live in harmony” with the current equilibrium point (however short-lived it may be).

I think we should stop deifying Nature and get pragmatic. Take the best telescopes we’ve got and look out at the universe. Do you see, anywhere, any place where humans beings can live that we can get to? No. Alright then, what we have here is a liferaft situation. We are living in the only place that we can live and we have to take care of it because we have no idea how long we may need it to last.

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Buckets of Rain

My college roommates and I were fanatical about music. When we moved in together in the fall of 1983, our combined record collection spanned the length of our living room wall (long ways). In it you would find generous helpings of XTC, The Clash, Elvis Costello, Dire Straits, The Ramones, what little there was (at the time) from REM and U2, along with the classics we’d grown up with (Beatles, Stones, Who, etc.)

One thing I could never get my roommates to appreciate, however, was Bob Dylan. I’d first been turned on to Dylan late in high school. Who knows why these things happen? My older sister had left behind a copy of “Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II” when she’d gone off to college and it had infected me (the very best version, ever, of “You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere” is on that album). Since then I had bought a bunch of Dylan records, earlier and later, but my favorite was “Blood on the Tracks”. I had tried several times to get my roommates to appreciate Dylan but, like most people, they couldn’t get past his voice (and this is before he took to basically speaking his lyrics).

So it’s late in that last year of school. Some random, rainy afternoon; between classes there’s just Ken and me in the apartment. Ken is doing dishes and I’m doing I don’t remember what (not stressed at this point – must have already landed first job). I’m playing “Blood on the Tracks” and Ken is putting up with it. “Buckets of Rain” comes on:

I like your smile and your fingertips
I like the way that you move your hips
I like the cool way you look at me
everything about you is bringing me misery

Ken laughs. He’s thinking about his girlfriend, Kim. He says something like “That’s good” or “I like that”. Small victory.