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This Is 30 ~ A Thank You

Where has the time gone?

I celebrated a birthday on Friday with some friends and colleagues. I pledged not to go too crazy and was more worried about everyone else having a good time (they seemed to). Always the worrier I am.

The worries were all for naught. It was a great time with great people and the party couldn’t have gone any better.

From me to you: thank you. Thank you for taking the time out of your days to spend with me for a bit—especially those I haven’t seen in far too long. It was great reconnecting and catching up on things. I need to be a better friend.

Special thanks go to those who came from afar to celebrate with me. While I sometimes pretend to think I’m a wizard with words, I cannot string enough of them together to convey genuinely how grateful I am and honored that you made the trip out. It truly means a lot, it really does.

I’m not one who likes large extravagant parties but reaching a “milestone” of 30 warranted special pomp and circumstance. Thank you all for being a part of it.

PS: Turning 30 carries the extra caveat of looking back on how I got here to this point and what is on the road ahead and beyond. My birthday happening during a month almost halfway through the calendar makes this “look back” a little easier and worthwhile. I think most people like to look back on their lives on New Year’s Eve and make lavish resolutions they have no intention of acting on but a birthday acts as a nice checkpoint and bridge. You reflect on what’s happened in the new year up to this point, whether you’ve lived up to your expectations and goals and whether you have actually made good on your resolutions. I made it this far, what’s stopping me from going further?

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It Helps To Be in the Right Place Sometimes

As you all should know by now, the northeast got pummeled with a lot of snow thanks to a blizzard that was part of a nor’easter. If you were like me, you scoffed at the idea of 12 to 18 inches of snow until you realized more than two feet of snow fell. A foot would have been more preferable!

Today was the first weekday, a “happy Monday” if you will, which meant mass transit was put to the test in trying to get people from Point A to Point B despite there still being snow in some areas.

It was a shit show. The line at the bus stop was close to 50-deep and of the two buses that had shown up, only one barely accepted passengers (as in people snuck in through the back door). An express bus (a larger bus with a premium fare meant to get you somewhere with a little more comfort) showed up and I opted to take that instead, knowing full well it wasn’t really going to get me to work any sooner.

We crawled and crawled and crawled. The street was one of seven roads in Queens actually fully plowed but everyone was taking it very slowly and gingerly. It took us ten minutes just to move several hundred yards at one point. I didn’t mind it because at least I had a (mostly) comfortable seat and I wasn’t stuck on a regular bus having to hold onto a handlebar with my fingertips while trying not to elbow five people in the head and while trying not to have my balls smashed in by over 9000 Coach or Michael Kors bags.

By the time we finally reached the Midtown Tunnel it was already 9:00 (on a much more normal sort of day, I’m walking into the office by 9 after passing through the Midtown Tunnel at around 8:20 or 8:30). Everyone knew how late they were but there was nothing much they could do other than immediately getting up and standing in the aisle after requesting their stops.

As more and more seats became empty I was tempted to move up a few rows because I wanted to sit somewhere without someone next to me; I was in the sixth row on the driver’s side, sitting next to a woman who took up all her seat and a minute portion of mine. If I moved my arm or my leg, I would have made contact with her—I was seeking a seat that could allow me to move more freely, even a little. But as we traversed 34 St, approaching Fifth Avenue, I remained seated, not wanting to move despite my desires to move.

A young woman in the row next to me got up, ready to get off at the bus stop. Her bag nudged me in the knee ever so slightly. It was unwelcome but inevitable, the perils of riding mass transit with tight spaces. She was making her way to the door and I, for whatever reason, looked toward her seat.

“Excuse me, is that yours?” I asked.

She turned and looked. A silver laptop was there with its AC plug and adapter on the floor. It was obvious she had taken her work laptop home on Friday, just in case the blizzard made commuting to work impossible or if her employer decided to close on Monday, and she now had to lug the hefty machine back to the office today.

The laptop was not in a laptop-specific bag but rather inside one of those fancy, glossy paper bags you’d get at a store like Express. The bag was clearly not designed to hold anything heavier than a few pairs of them apple-bottom jeans, or dress shirts being sold at buy-one-get-one-half-off prices. The bottom completely tore open and the laptop had slid out, onto the seat next to hers.

She had no idea it had gotten out of the bag. She frantically went back and tried to get everything together. The plug fell out again so she had to pick it up. The bus driver closed the doors and was ready to keep going before she had to tell him to wait. She briefly explained her predicament to him, apologizing for, and justifying, the delay.

Had I moved up to the empty seat, I’m pretty sure that young woman would have left the bus without her laptop. She would’ve freaked out, and had to make calls to figure out where it was, which bus it was on, which route it was, what time it took place, what the laptop looked like, and so on. Not the kind of way you’d want a Monday to start. Because I remained in my seat, I was able to be a good Samaritan and spare her the misfortune of losing something of importance.

It’s remarkable how one small decision can have such a big impact.


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It’s not good when one remembers more of the bad times than the good times. No shit, really.

Thus, it’s ill-advised to think of bad experiences and days.

The list of bad experiences feels like it stretches for several miles but it must be ignored. The good experiences and the good times should take precedence, even if they’re infrequent and uncommon.

Unfortunately I don’t forget the bad.

The Bad and the Good

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Today’s hard-hitting question: do you leave the default password and name to your WiFi network or do you change it to something you can remember more easily?

I assumed that those who don’t change the defaults had no idea how to make those changes. But it was revealed to me that it is advantageous to retain the default password of mixed letters and digits because it would be more difficult for people to sneak onto the network.

I’d rather make the password easy to memorize, but make it a little more difficult than something like “12345.”

WiFi Networks〜How Do You Administer?

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Derek Jeter homered, Alfonso Soriano had a walk-off game-winning hit, and Hideki Matsui was celebrated. No, this isn’t a recap of Yankees Classics, this happened today!

It has been a tough season for the Yankees and their fans. Who knew Curtis Granderson’s injury from an errant pitch from J.A. Happ in Spring Training would set the tone for a whole season up to this point? The Yankees are celebrating a “timeless legacy” that’s supposed to evoke memories of Yankee defining moments, not injuries. Who knew there would be such a revolving door at shortstop and third base?

The next few days will be a test for the Yankees and their fans. Are the fans willing to stand by this team if they falter? Will the Yankees give up on this season? Will they keep fighting for that last Wild Card berth? With Jeter back, Granderson set to return soon, and Michael Pineda (remember him?) working his way back from injury, what can we expect? Let’s also not overlook the specter that is a possible suspension for Alex Rodriguez…

Perhaps we could all be optimistic for the remainder of this season and hope the Yankees’ collective luck can turn around. Today’s win was an important first step. Hey, if it all goes well, we can look back on this season, realize the doom-and-gloom was exaggerated, and ask ourselves “who knew?”

These Are Interesting Times To Be A Yankees Fan

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