This was taped to my computer monitor when I got home tonight…

This was taped to my computer monitor when I got home tonight…

In February 2004 Michele and I both got new mobile phones. The Nokia 3650s served us pretty well.
My phone started to die this summer and we ended up getting Michele a new Samsung SGH-D500 and I took over using her Nokia. Last weekend we were over at friend house and their two year-old dropped my phone in the toilet it seems. The Phone was soaking wet and after several days, it still refuses to function.
I’m in the market for a new phone and I call upon Loyal Cruft Readers for advice. What phone should I get?
Things I want in a phone:
Tri-band – good radio
Sound – good audio quality on calls
Bluetooth
Camera – 1+ Megapixel would be nice, flash would be cool
MMS & SMS messaging
Things that don’t matter to me in a phone:
Email
Ringtones
PDA capability
On Saturday, I took the girls to the Los Angeles Zoo. They had four reindeer on display that we wanted to see and there was a discount on the family membership.
We saw all kinds of good stuff like the tiger cubs playing with their mother, the monkeys swinging around, and almost every other exhibit in the place. We forgot the Koala exhibit, but we’ll catch it next time.
Starbucks was sponsoring some of the winter activities and giving away free coffee. As we were leaving the Zoo, there was a barista with a special coffee dispensing backpack. It was truly impressive with a cup dispenser and spigot on a hose connected to large coffee tanks on his back.

Tonight at 10:48PM local time, the doorbell rang. The porch light was off and the dog went bananas.
I opened the door and saw a young man with a package.
He said “I have package for Michael Pusateri.”
I said, “That’s me.”
He handed me the package and walked away without another word.
I bought some software last week on eBay. Adobe Photoshop Elements 4.0 & Premiere 2.0 in a retail box. It turns out that the guy hand delivered my software.
I’m sure the kid was thinking “I’ll save some time & money and drop it off.” and I was thinking “Where is my bat?”
I’m not sure what to leave as feedback on eBay. I was thinking “Fast delivery, but scared the shit out of me.”
What do you suggest?
Rather than a smaltzy Happy Thanksgiving post about being with loved ones, I think I’ll post a slightly different list of things I am thankful for today. Not that I don’t want you Loyal Cruft Readers to be with your loved ones today, I do, but posting that is a bit boring.
Ten Things I am thankful for today, in no particular order:
1) Google
2) Cheez-its
3) Union Bakery and their ham & cheese croissant
4) HBO
5) Tivo (with HD, of course)
6) Driving a hybrid in the carpool lane
7) Ikea
8) Rice a roni
9) DJ Riko
10) That George Bush cannot be re-elected
After a few weeks of talking about it, I took advantage of the girls being out of town to redo Michele’s side of the office.
I surprised her with it today when we got home from the airport. Happily, she loved it.
In life you need to be careful that you understand the price of things.
Work has been keeping me exceedingly busy these days. It’s been a slow but gradually ramp up of things to do, but now I find myself completely out of juice when I get home. There’s lots to do and I power up at the office to get things done, but the to-do list never seems to get any smaller. When I do clear out some space by finishiing something it invariably is replaced with a stack twice as high.
I’m not complaining. With my personality, I crave the challenge and power of this kind of job, but it does have it’s price.
At home, I focus on the girls, the one I married and the two I helped make. They really don’t care about my title or job or the latest project, they just want me to do the daddy thing and pay attention to them. Even when I think I’m out of juice, I crank up the reserves and try to get the job done.
Once they go to sleep, I have the brief time when I’m free. Stacks of crap surround my desk. A site redesign sketch lays untouched for months. Multiple projects await my attention. Rants that course though my brain on the daily commute don’t get written. Even the escape of video games loses it’s allure.
Not that I’m sad, but I notice that I’ve hunkered down. Scaling down life to the bare essentials: family, work, and a brief decompress. The world passes me by. Emails go unreturned. Phone calls don’t get made. Friends grow.
So the cost of success appears to be losing track of many things. Today I realized that my best friend lost 100 pounds and I had no fucking clue. What the fuck? I mean I know I’m not good about keeping in touch with people. That’s where Michele backstops me. But I mean really how can I miss out on something like that and it catch me unaware?
Everything in life has a cost, it just sucks that you don’t always realize the price until you’ve paid it.
The best thing about being at home when the girls are gone is not showering or shaving until I offend myself with my personal aroma. It reminds me of bachelorhood…

A while ago I saw a post about Picopad on the Lifehacker site. I often run into situations where I want to write something down and don’t have anything to use. Sometimes at lunch I end up writing notes on scraps of magazines and any other paper I can find.
The Picopad promised to give me a pen and a pad that fit in my wallet. I had to give it a try.






