With that said, I will post more and while these postings may not be all that relevant to everyone, it will at least be an outlet for my creativity and getting feedback from the few people who read my blog. Hell, maybe one day I’ll get some real traffic here. Yes, doubtful, but a nice thought none the less.

Please keep your eye on the site as I will pick one thing a day to improve. It may be a feed added or a cleaned up right rail, but I will make an attempt to start getting this blog in action with much more dynamic content.

If you have any suggestions for musings or stories you’d like me to recount, by all means, please drop a comment.

The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn’t just how you like it, think about how things used to be. Here are some facts about the 1500′s:

Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and still smelled pretty good by June. However, they were starting to smell, so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, “Don’t throw the baby out with the Bath water.”

Houses had thatched roofs (thick straw piled high), with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs, etc.) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying, “It’s raining cats and dogs.”

There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That’s how canopy beds came into existence.

The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, “Dirt poor.” The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on the floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entranceway. Hence the saying, “a thresh hold.”

In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme, “Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old.”

Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, “bring home the bacon.” They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and “chew the fat.”

Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or “the upper crust.”

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of “holding a wake.”

England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, “saved by the bell” or was considered a “dead ringer.”

And that’s the truth…Now, whoever said History was boring!

As of Friday, I accepted a new position with a small, yet growing company by the name of Siteworx. My new position will be much more rapid in growth and scale of work over my last job, and should offer a huge learning curve and many fun projects in the near and distant future. Making the jump was a difficult decision. My current position didn’t allow for much growth and the contract I was on, although fun, wasn’t always engaging. Mind you, I’m not complaining in the least bit because I met and worked with some great people while on the contract, I just thought it was time for a change.

With this change comes an adjustment of time management and multi-multi tasking abilities with my work habits. I’m definitely looking forward to the challenge and for things to come. I will be updating my about section and resume in the coming weeks to reflect the change in my career path in regards to title and position. My offer letter stated “Information Architect” but the title for the job description was “Information Architect/Project Manager.” I’m not sure which will effectively be my title, if either or both, but it will be something along those lines.

Wish me luck and keep your eyes peeled for updates. In the past, I know I’ve always said I would update everyone, but my projects didn’t really warrant an update. With what I’ve been told about this company, I look for many updates to come, at least after the launch of some projects I should be working on.

Some people are like Slinkies…

Not really good for anything, but they still bring a smile to your face when you push them down a flight of stairs!

An urban myth is a modern folk tale, its origins unknown, its believability enhanced simply by the frequency with which it is repeated. Our signature chocolate chip cookie is the subject of one such myth. If you haven’t heard the story, we won’t perpetuate it here. If you have, the recipe below should serve to refute it. Copy it, print it out [and] pass it along to friends and family. It’s a terrific recipe. And it’s absolutely free.

Ingredients

• 1/2 cup unsalted butter, softened
• 1 cup brown sugar
• 3 tablespoons granulated sugar
• 1 egg
• 2 teaspoons vanilla extract
• 1/2 teaspoon baking soda
• 1/2 teaspoon baking powder
• 1/2 teaspoon salt
• 1-3/4 cups flour
• 1-1/2 teaspoons instant espresso powder, slightly crushed
• 8 ounces semisweet chocolate chips

Directions

1. Cream the butter with the sugars until fluffy.
2. Beat in the egg and the vanilla extract.
3. Combine the dry ingredients and beat into the butter mixture. Stir in the chocolate chips.
4. Drop by large spoonfuls onto a greased cookie sheet. Bake at 375 degrees for 8 to 10 minutes, or 10 to 12 minutes for a crispier cookie. Makes 12 to 15 large cookies.

To begin, school has been super hectic so far. I just finished the halfway point with my final Bachelor’s class at NVCC. Yeah, it’s English 251 (World Literature), but it’s still a lot of reading and writing. I could currently give anyone a dissertation and/or rundown of the likenesses of civilization and the wilderness with considerations on the adverse affects of both on mankind and how such romanticism in the realm of the wilderness effects writings of the time. I could also feed you all cubes of Tofu until you vomit. Each would be equally engaging I’m sure. To date, my grade in the class is a 100%, which is great considering that during college I was a slacker when it came to my general study courses. I was always attentive and received high marks in my major courses (of course, who doesn’t), but my GPA in those pesky mundane courses such as English, Math, Social Sciences and the like, always seemed to be uninteresting to me. I was a huge fan of Sociology and History, but outside of those courses, the east side of Shepherd University’s campus was very unappealing. Other than that, I was granted an extension and only have five papers (250 word minimum) and two exams to complete, and then freedom! I look forward to partying hard upon the completion of my undergraduate degree. Then it is on to more appealing things such as a graduate program somewhere. I’m still deciding on all of that.

Speaking of graduate programs, I met some nice folks from the University of Baltimore, while attending User Experience Week at the end of August. Kevin and Larry are both U of B individuals, just on different levels. Kevin is the Webmaster for their web site and Larry is currently enrolled in their Master’s of Science in Interaction Design and Information Architecture program. I have been weighing my opportunities in the professional world and wondering what, if any, steps I should take next. I have had a move to California in my mind for the past six months or so and as feasible as it may sound, a move to California may have to take a back seat with the potential of scholastic improvement. There is much to ponder on this front as this fall unfolds. My current focus is to finish my Bachelor’s, party hard for a few weekends and then start focusing on my next moves some time in late November.

The new house is coming along nicely. We are unpacked for the most part and settled in. My only complaint to date is that although the house is always clean, we may have to setup a chore list. Things are getting done, but individuals are slacking from time to time. My roommate Helen is contemplating moving to Orlando, Florida. She has an offer with her current employer to have all expenses paid and move to the land of oranges to take on a new marketing position. There isn’t much worry on the end of the household in regards to our financial situation if she would move. Upon taking the position, rent would be covered by her employer for the remainder of the lease. Although this puts me a little at ease, I’m not sure how well Keegan will handle this situation if she leaves. He and I have been having many talks in the past few days and I’ve been trying to give him some constructive criticism and advice on the events that may unfold. I’m not a shrink by any means, but I don’t want my friends to think a situation is as bad as it seems. Sometimes what may seem bad is actually a blessing in disguise. As far as the situation is concerned, I’ll go more into detail as events unfold in the coming month(s).

Travel plans for the fall are as follows:

• 9/30 – 10/2 (Tentative): Flying to Charleston, West Virginia to see an old college friend, Tara.
• 10/20 – 10/23 (Tentative): Flying to Chicago, Illinois with my roommate Keegan to visit friends and family.
• 10/29: Driving to Shepherdstown, West Virginia with Keegan for Shepherd University‘s Homecoming.
• 11/9-11/13 (Tentative): Drive/ride with Katie across the country. I will be helping her move to California.

Travel plans have been placed in tentative mode for the time being. I just unloaded my UAW-GM 500 NASCAR tickets last night to some friends. Since my parents and I aren’t on speaking terms right now, it seemed like the best solution for the current situation. Since canceling those plans, I’ve been scurrying trying to plan other things to do.

Outside of all that, I’ve just been enjoying life and this past weekend was no exception. Saturday I road my bike to Frederick, Maryland for my friend Meredith’s house warming party, which was a blast by the way and then Sunday afternoon, Kyle and I road the bike’s up to see Meredith and Mike for a little lounge time/post house warming chat. While we were out shopping, Kyle and I ran into my old co-worker Brian and his friend Will. It was good seeing Brian again. We talked a little about music (I was shopping for some new Trance – by the way Brian, awesome box set!), work and the usual. Life was good on both ends, which was good to hear.

That’s all I really have for now. I’ll have some other dumps over the next few days to write about. Ta ta for now!