Vaccines

Brent on his piece on vaccines:

An interesting link on Daring Fireball today has me thinking about vaccines.

I’m still living with the effects of the chicken pox I had in third grade.

As a parent this is a complicated issue. I’ll get back to that.

It was the in thing when I was just a wee lad to expose your kids to Chicken Pox when the neighborhood kids etc. got it, because it was usually a fairly benign thing, and it was thought to better get it over with now, and then they’ll be done with it. As Brent points out, that’s not always the case.

For better or worse in my case, it never worked anyway. I never caught them and neither did my brother or sister.

Cut to the end of my first year in college. I go to visit a friend for the weekend, and we in turn go to eat lunch at his brother’s apartment. After we get there, there’s whispering between the brothers, and my friend turns to me saying “You’ve had the chicken pox haven’t you?” Um, no. Too late now it would seem. And of course, I caught a case from that tiny little baby (where you couldn’t even really see the pox they were so tiny, and the case so weak (seemingly).

Unlike Brent, I did not get a horrible case. Oh yeah, I looked like hell, but it wasn’t that itchy, and the fever etc was really far worse than the pox in my case. The timing was bad, as I had a must not miss senior recital to play on Wednesday (The itching and breakout started Friday night), and the senior in question was panicking at the rehearsals I was missing, but other than that… I felt pretty good by Monday morning, and while I had some makeup on and felt weak I actually played in that recital. Thankfully that was before the time of the ubiquitous digital camera.

Unfortunately, my sister caught it from me, and her case was far, far, worse. She had pox in ears and throat etc. and was incredibly uncomfortable. I still feel bad about that, though there was nothing I could do. My brother never did catch them, and years later got the vaccine either when his kids got them or the vaccine I forget which.

Fortunately for all concerned, the worst of it is a pox mark reminder here or there. I’ve been marked worse from playing gigs in bars overall.

As a parent there’s a bunch of issues. One is the “are vaccines really the right approach for all diseases.” For example in the case of influenza which changes so rapidly is there any clear scientific proof that the shot you get actually helps you not get sick? With a thankfully strong immune system, I’ve had the flu once in my life (not that it was any fun). So despite my doctor “insisting” that I get a flu shot is it having any effect? And if it isn’t, is it worth the risk?

The same thinking applies to all the stuff that Noah gets. And further there are the issues surrounding Thiomersal(commonly known in the United States as thimerosal) which is almost 50% Mercury and is used in the multi-dose versions of all (almost all?) vaccines. And even if you think any tie to Autism is bunk, should it be risked? Fortunately, it is not contained in most regular childhood single dose vaccines, but you still need to check. And in the end, is it worth the risk? Thimerosal is known to be very toxic by inhalation, ingestion, and in contact with skin with a danger of cumulative effects. And I should have some portion of this injected into my baby? Seriously? SERIOUSLY? Don’t bother talking to me about micrograms…

Noah has had all his “shots” and we are careful to make sure that they are free of toxins etc as much as possible, and I consider it for myself and Lisa every time the Doc pushes a flu shot or some such. But every shot bring s a sleepless night or two. And how much Mercury has accumulated in my system between the shots and the tuna and who knows what else (Solder fumes anyone?) What’s the tipping point that turns me into the Mad Hatter?

This is not easy stuff, and I understand the concerns of both sides, but it is clear that the functioning of living organisms is not well understood by the medical community. No blame here, just a fact from my perspective. Sure they know a lot compared to 100 years ago, but do they really understand? C’mon. And with that being the case, it is hard to take their arguments seriously except from a statistical basis. If you treat people as numbers it works. But if you think of them as people, the “greater good” arguments get harder to listen to as I get older.

I don’t know what the right thing is for everyone, or anyone. But I think that everyone needs to consider issues like this and not blindly follow anyone else’s advice. That I can advocate with a clear conscience.

TapLynx

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TapLynx out of the box…

The TapLynx framework in action. 35 minutes from never having seen it to a working app with some changed icons, colors, splash screen and my feeds. (and most of that was messing around with graphics.) Rockin!!

Congrats to everyone at Newsgator!

Brent and I have a long history… especially for two people who’ve never met in person. And many times in the past I’ve had the fun of being the first person to get some technology he worked on running outside the lab. It goes back at least to the 24 hours of Democracy project, Manila, and others. So it was cool to find out that I was granted this opportunity again… and that TapLynx worked great out of the box.

The Footwear Chronicles

The Footwear Chronicles is following along from The Houndstooth Chronicles, The Craft Brew Chronicles etc. Regardless of topic or expertise I will chronicle my choices. (The Chronicles will be made clearer and given their own page… Real Soon Now™)

Earlier editions have mentioned my Camp Fours, Guide Tennies and Thermo 6’s.

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But since I’m getting more organized about my footwear choices… here’s the first footwear that I read about and said to myself… yeah, that sounds right. I was 9 or 10 years old at the time.

We were on a summer vacation in the White Mountains of NH, and in a basket under a small table in the porch of the cabin was a stack of magazines. It was that worn time of day after hiking and swimming and playin’ around when all parents are searching for some quiet time, and no doubt my mom was preparing dinner, or thinking about it anyway.

It was a little too stuffy in the cabin so I grabbed a jacket and plopped myself down on the chair and looked for something to read. The magazine came to hand and as I flipped through came across an article about hiking in the area, and a sidebar on Limmer Boots. It included a brief recount of Peter Limmer Sr. and how he “moved his family from the Boston area up to the White Mountains of New Hampshire because it reminded him of his home in Bavaria.”

I’ve never known why the White Mountains appealed to my grandfather, but I always suspected his being from Germany played a role.

And the article continued to talk about the custom hiking boots, and I decided that it would be a delicious thing to have some boots made to the shape of my foot. It was a recognition in myself of a love of things that are “custom made” or “bespoke” that I can rarely afford to indulge.

So cut to many, many years later, and I drop by the shop to order custom boots, learn that they now make stock boots, and pick up a pair.

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See those boots over on the left? That’s what they looked like. They’re beautiful and solid, and supported my then very heavy body through quite a few miles. the wait list caught up to me shortly after September 11th and it seemed silly to indulge in custom boots at that point, with no big hikes or anything on my list of things to do. I passed on the chance. Years later, having walked off quite a few of those pounds the boots I had were too heavy for the kind of hiking I was doing and they no longer fit properly. So I dropped them off at the shop to be consigned, and picked up a new pair of the Lightweight Hikers… and have been happy ever since.

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Yes, I do believe in going light when I hike. And sometimes that definitely means something lighter than even a lightweight leather boot. But’s there’s lots of times when I’ve been happy to have the support and protection. It’s one of those things that either works for you or doesn’t. Caveat Emptor. But that’s about hiking (wilderness, packs, miles to go before you sleep sort of hiking). They’re more than capable of handling the chores around the house or barn, weekends playing in the outdoors, hunting, fishing, etc. if you do those sorts of things.

All of us have things that make us smile when we see them. These are one of those things for me. Lisa loves hers as well, saying “nothing fits me like my Limmers.” As a 10 year old, I never could have envisioned the life that has filled the 35 years between then and now. But I could picture my feet up in pair of Limmers, and the picture above tells that story better than I.

[Socks? My go-to in this case is Bridgedale. They never seem to wear out. Cushy, but not too thick. They no longer seem to make the model I have, but since they would appear to be years away from wearing out, I don’t know what to tell you. Use whatever works for you…]

Houndstooth everywhere (fall commute)

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For years I’ve been documenting my commutes, usually around the change of seasons. Today it once again struck me to take some snaps, but since I hadn’t given it a moments thought all I had was a phone. Still, as the saying goes, the best camera is the one you have with you…

The drive starts in darkness this time of year, the sun rises as I go, and the day has begun when I get into the City. I do not recommend taking pictures while driving… but I’ve developed quite a few techniques for making this work, which I will not discuss.

And now the continuation of the Houndstooth Chronicles™. Here is a scarf I found for seven dollars that continues the journey. Casually wrapped around my neck this morning, it’s a great transition piece, keeping the drafts out in the cool mornings, yet easily adjusted and removed.

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For reference, Wikipedia defines houndstooth thusly: “Houndstooth checks originated in woven wool cloth of the Scottish Lowlands, but are now used in many other materials. The traditional houndstooth check is made with alternating bands of four dark and four light threads in both warp and weft woven in a simple 2:2 twill, two over – two under the warp, advancing one thread each pass.”

I don’t see the hound in all this, but I do love the constraint of the pattern applied in so many different ways. It is that tension that makes design so exciting to me. Another favorite? Herringbone. We’ll be getting to that soon…

Lastly, a shout out to the guys at Outlier. I’ve been meaning to write something about their designs which I’ve been wearing for a while now, both on and off the bike. A full write up of the pieces I’ve worn soon…

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Houndstooth rules!

It isn’t often that I take a stand on things which culture and taste make clear to some and not to others. But this shot from lunch at work today, expresses the obvious… Houndstooth rules! (As does green tea from Adagio with their brilliantly simple ingenuiTEA, and a warm, bright final day of summer.)

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Other sources of houndstooth finery can be found at Panache Cyclewear (I have the socks, but more to come, hopefully, next season) and more generically, here.

Proud of your Houndstooth? Let me know (No one has more fun than I)

It’s still summer…

…but it’s far cooler than it was a few weeks ago in the morning. 6:30AM this morning I tossed on a vest and arm warmers and through a leg over my bike.

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Since the ride I did a few weeks ago I haven’t been able to spin out all the pain in my knees, but both were better this week than last… and again I forgot to take some pre-ride NSAIDs. Sigh.

Anyway, I shouldn’t have sneered at the cold this morning when I decided not to put on some leg warmers as well, there were some times that my knees were red with cold… not a good choice considering. Ah well. But on days like this I love riding early when the roads are quiet, the sun lights up the undergrowth, and the day is cool. Soon enough, it’ll be truly cold when I ride, and I’ll be whining (to myself if only) about being cold. As a final insult, some embrocation I’ve been waiting to try seems to have lost it’s kick, and I didn’t have time to rinse off and use something else. Life, in the small sense, can be… unkempt.

So 28 miles later, I cleanup and hit the road (in the car this time) with the Little One and the Wife. I had pulled out a shirt with happy little football on it, and hoped that I might get a chance to watch a little bit of opening day Jets or Giants. (Both teams won!) We visited a favorite craft fair and said hello to some of the artists and artisans we see year after year (they do become like family after a while… you know the good family that you miss hanging with and don’t see often enough). The Wife picked up a inexpensive bauble or two, and then on our way to check out the “tent sale” of another favorite store, we ran into a street fair where the Little One got a chance to climb into a fire truck for a photo-op. Moments later, the two of them were contemplating a classic street rod. Ah… the joys of youth. And in this fashion the last Sunday I’ll be able to enjoy for a while was spent.

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Violence is a disease

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And when it’s unleashed to such awful effect it cannot help but leave a lasting scar. If you have the strength, click the drawing above. But I warn you the pictures are beautiful, haunting, painful, tearful and stunning. Go in peace. Always.

Waining days of Summer

Screen shot 2009-09-04 at 3.05.58 PM.pngWhere was I? Oh yeah. Right. Got it. Vacation. We’ve been having a nice time despite work intrusions, worry about my sister’s ongoing digestive issues etc. Yesterday I decided it was high time I got back on my bike and spun out the kinks after taking a week and half off. I hadn’t seen the Lakeside crew in quite some time… in fact, I had no recollection of having done even a single loop around the Lake all year, but it turns out I had, as a part of a much longer ride.I thought I’d catch up and take it easy…

It was one of the more disorderly rides because of the size of the group, mechanical problems, and the widely varying levels. Lots of fun, but I wound up chasing and recovering rather the equivalent of strolling calmly. My knees let me know it today.

photo_2.jpgI did a quick 23 miler with Jenni today because time is always short on a Friday. It’s one her favorite loops—from Suffern to Ridegwood and back. I forgot to take an NSAID when the ride started and so had a bit of pain from cranky knees, but nothing to I couldn’t handle. I climbed a bit slower on one section than I would have preferred, but the climbing was less painful than some of the steady state stuff. Should be all healed by the next ride. Temps were nice (which means I started out cool), sun and laughter were abundant, and a few glimpses of a nearing autumn.

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Soon, my commute into the City will beckon, but for now it’s all about the waining days of Summer, spending time with Lisa and Noah, embracing the very finest life has to offer. I’m also trying to work with my favorite companies on some fundraising ideas for next year. So far, no one has even responded. I’m hoping that they too are enjoying the end of summer…

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Catching up on a busy Friday…

UK_181_1_3--220-220.jpgI can feel the cool weather returning, and my bike rides getting cold (I generally have to ride early.) The Lightweight Softshell pictured here (which may not be continuing in the line) is a perfect complement piece for these midway days. It’s light and folds down to nothing, yet it’s rain resistant and wind blocking and nice enough to wear off the bike. I recommend purchasing Rapha out of season as the prices reflect the quality, but by all means… do get some into your bike kit. It’s wonderful stuff. Unfortunately for me lovely gear bought for me last year will be somewhat large on me this year. So it goes.

img_1170_small.jpgA friend at work noticed my shoes the other day… I promised a link. My well worn (and much beloved) 5.10 Guide Tennies. The Stealth rubber is awesome outside, but be careful inside, you can easily leave scuffs (which you can remove eraser like, but still. Super adjustable, with just the right amount of stiffness in the sole. An approach shoe, it’s an excellent all arounder and joy whether doing some hiking, a bit of climbing, or just hanging around. Of course, it well suited to those common occasions when you’re doing all of those, and I’d add an excellent shoe for “casual” biking as the sole has some stiffness to it which makes comfortable for pedaling with good energy transfer. I wore out the previous pair in just such a fashion but their demise was the result of my stubbornly riding my commute in the rain, and getting covered in liquified goose crap. Everything else (bike included) washed up nicely. The shoes were going to reek forever. So it goes.

IMG_0158.JPGNext up is the continuing tastings at work. We trying craft beers, and having a minor blast doing it. This is round two we’re looking at. The Blue Point Blueberry Ale was the one everyone loved that days. Kudos also went to the Troeg Troegenator on that day. A follow up tasting brought enjoyment from the Southampton IPA. For me, We didn’t have the sort of food that compliment the Hop Rod Rye… it might have gotten a raw deal. Next tasting in a week. So it goes.

Next up date is tea. IMG_0171.jpg Green tea specifically. This is part of the “vanquish the last vice” effort. I try and find what I think is the habit or vice that is most destructive to me and remove the most destructive portion. In my case that would seem to be the copious quantities of Diet Coke I drink at work. I’ve replaced that with drinking green tea. Adagio.com makes this simple with their IngenuiTEA pot. A simple strainer mechanism makes it super easy to get hot water and leaves in and tea out in about 3 minutes. A 4 cup sized device means there’s not really enough for our group. So it goes.

IMG_0173.jpgThe last of today’s updates was some artisanal hand made, fair trade, you got love people who care this much Chocolate (that’s correct capital “C” in this case) from Taza. The team was celebrating yet another launch, and so as is our way, a bit of chocolate is handed out to celebrate the achievement. In this case the Guajillo Chili, Cinnamon, Vanilla, and Cacao Puro varieties were loved in that order. Folks loved the crunchy nature of the chocolate (it’s stone ground so bits of sugar and cocoa nibs remain). The Cacao Puro probably didn’t get a fair shake since it came last, and had to compete with others. The Vanilla was considered a bit too subtle. So it goes. IMG_0169.jpg