Archive for July, 2008

Saw this piece in CNN this morning, some developers previously employed at Google have created their own search engine. — Cuil.

Yessir, Cuil.

I tested it. It’s not as effective as I hoped. I used the search words “Electrical contractors in Maryland” and the site said no search items were found. I tried the same thing with Google and I registered more than 140,000 hits.

I guess Cuil has some work to do.


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I just read in the August issue of National Geographic this piece of information.

The peace symbol is 50 years old this summer. Pretty cool, huh?

The common handshape associated with this symbol is a “2” on your hands. Some people associate them with devil horns. Whatever.

But, do you know where the circle with the upside-down “Y” originated from?

Well…from a British designer who was trying to come up with a symbol for the words nuclear disarmament.

He combined the two letters N and D in Navy semaphore code and came up with the peace sign.



That’s awesome, isn’t it?

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Been having a great time at home this past week. Only thing is I miss Alli something terrible.

A highlight of my trip up to NY was a planned day-trip to Cooperstown, the birthplace of baseball and the site of the National Baseball Hall of Fame and Museum.

My sister Melanie, Leah and I left early this morning, prepared for a 2.5-3 hour drive through upstate NY on back roads. We checked Google Maps and my GPS and it had indicated for us to drive through a number of county roads through four different counties.

At one point, after scaling a mountain pass that was pretty much overflowing with grass on both sides and only wide enough for one car and arriving to the end of it and looking at my GPS for help. My GPS told me to keep going straight ahead, onto a dirt road. Knowing this was the boonies, I decided to see if this dirt road would lead to the next county road. It actually led to a dead end and an abandoned home in the woods. Strange.

So, we headed back down the dirt road and drove about a mile up a road until we met this nice lady on the side of the road, whom we asked directions from.

“moo-ve over to the right and keep going down until you get to county route #42”

Okaaay. We kept going and finally arrived to Cooperstown, a good 2 hours away, not bad, considering the GPS first said we would arrive in 3 hours.

We entered the museum and the first thing I made a beeline for was the Hall of Fame Gallery — with all of the plaques of each player, manager, umpire, and executive enshrined. Being the loyal Yankee fan I am, I took a picture of every single player wearing a Yankee cap.

Here’s one such plaque:

Leah promptly told me she wanted to be a future player:

We didn’t have a lot of time there. The website says it would take a full day to go through the different exhibits, and 2-3 days if you are a baseball buff. Well, I’m a buff, but I cannot stay there 2-3 days, so I squeezed as much as I could into four hours.

Melanie and Leah against a backdrop of the old Veterans Stadium in Philadelphia.

Leah and Dad in front of Babe Ruth’s locker from Yankee Stadium, plus his real uniform, shoes, belt, and hat.

Leah and Dad sitting on actual bleacher seats left from the old Polo Grounds in NYC. The Polo Grounds were the home of the NY Giants (NL), the Yankees, and the Highlanders before the Grounds were torn down.

Don’t ask me why, in the three pictures above, Leah wasn’t looking at Aunt Melanie — she seems to think it’s cool to look away from the camera.

Then afterwards we ate at the ShortStop restaurant a block down from the museum…

Then we headed back to the museum to look around some more and to allow me to oogle over different memorabilia and items in the Museum Store. I was like a kid in a candy store. I couldn’t decide what I wanted and any interruptions from Leah or from someone else irritated me.

I finally settled on a banner with the logos of the four All Star Games that have taken place at Yankee Stadium (the final one is this year on July 12). Leah got a mini-bat and her first pack of baseball cards. Cute.

The Museum is a magical place for people — there were many kids there with their own baseball uniforms on, and many fans with their team affiliation worn proudly. Let’s say…there were quite a few Red Sox and Yankee fans there today, but it sure looked like there were more Yankee fans than Red Sox fans.

Just knowing that I was in the birthplace of baseball and at a place where players of the yesteryear came to have their diamond accomplishments recognized sure made my day. In spite of all of the unpaved and dirt roads. It was definitely worth it.

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