Archive for August, 2004

Cool Parents

Tuesday, August 17th, 2004

Here’s how cool my parents are…

I was out to dinner last night at Champps in Minneapolis with a couple of my headquarters partners - enjoying a fine chilled beverage, some wings, and a patty melt when my father called my cell phone. Now, my parents rarely ever call my cell phone and we usually don’t talk when I’m out of town. So, I answered, fearing some sort of family emergency.

My father tells me that he has a gift for me. See, a few days ago, I mentioned to them that I had read General Franks’s book American Soldier - so my father, having noticed that General Franks was going to be in Jacksonville, Florida for a book signing - went and stood in line to get an autographed copy of the book for me.

He even got to chat with the General for a few minutes. A jealous son, I am.

Dad was #390 in line for the book - and he snagged one for himself.

How cool is that?

I was a minor celebrity around Target’s headquarters today as I told this story…. I can’t wait to see it….

The Last Journey Home

Sunday, August 15th, 2004

The August 16th issue of The New Yorker has a long article entitled “Two Soldiers: The Last Journey Home” about the deaths and subsequent trip home for two soldiers killed in January 2004 from the 82nd Airborne Division in Iraq.

It has nowhere near the poignancy of Taking Chance, published earlier this year on Blackfive and on the Marine’s Website - but it is a fantastic article that brings home the personal cost of this war - and the efforts made by the military to comfort the families of those that have given their all.

It’s worth a read. The rest of the New Yorker, though, I could do without. It’s leftist credentials are clearly showing.

Target Eyeing Hudson Bay

Friday, August 13th, 2004

The Associated Press, via Yahoo! Finance is carrying this report about my employer:

U.S.-based Target Corp. may be nearing a deal to buy part or all of Canadian retailing giant Hudson’s Bay in a deal that could be worth nearly $860 million, according to a published report.

The Globe and Mail newspaper reported Friday that the two companies are in advanced discussions, citing unidentified sources who said a deal could be announced within the next two weeks — although talks could also still break off.

The newspaper also said that Target, which is based in Minneapolis, was expected to offer as much a $857 million if it bids for the entire firm.

I’ll point out, as always, that I do not speak for my employer - and I post this only as a reference to this news article.

But interesting news nonetheless.

Why I Love Friday

Friday, August 13th, 2004

Friday’s always bring three things to me..

The first - and the most important one - is two days off in a row. Most of the time anyways. In my case this weekend, it’s one day off. And then I have to be up early to fly to Minneapolis for two days of teaching, status sessions, meetings, and project time. The good thing is that I have many friends there and will get to spend time with them. The bad side? This will make about my tenth travel day out of the last fourteen days. Not a good ratio - but hey, everything comes out of balance now and then.

The second, of course, is that Friday brings a new article from Victor Davis Hanson in National Review Online. Today, Hanson writes on Bush Hatred:

For the Left, Mr. Bush is automatically under a cloud of suspicion; he is an unapologetic twanger who likes guns, barbeques, NASCAR, “the ranch,” and pick-up trucks. It matters little that George Bush’s record on classical civil-rights issues is impeccable, without a hint of the deplorable racism of a younger Senator Byrd, a Lyndon Johnson, or an Al Gore Sr. Every statement Bush drawls out about religion, affirmative action, or abortion is forever suspect — sort of what would happen should a Germanic-sounding Arnold Schwarzenegger quite rightly lecture Californians about the need for greater order, efficiency, cohesiveness, and the willpower to regain pride and purpose. Necessary, yes — but for some, given his accent, Wagnerian and spooky all the same.

Finally, Friday is when Lex posts his Friday Musings - it’s early still on the west coast so you’ll have to read the previous Friday Musings. But there will be a new one there soon, I’m sure…

Ahhh, the glories of Friday!

Olympics in HDTV

Friday, August 13th, 2004

Nothing - and I mean nothing - is as beautiful as watching the Olympics Opening Ceremony in HDTV.

Unbelievable.

Oh, and Katie Couric isn’t on the HD NBC Channel! That just makes it even better!

The Comfy-Chair Revolution

Wednesday, August 11th, 2004

Glenn Reynolds, of Instapundit fame, wrote recently on Tech Central Station about what he calls the Comfy Chair Revolution - also known as the virtual office:

But people live differently now. Lots of people work independently, or part-time, or work as telecommuters. The lifestyle is more fluid, in part because technologies like cellphones, laptops, and PDAs allow people to work wherever they are, or to stay in touch with family or teenagers without direct supervision. I see a lot of folks with that kind of personal tech hanging out wherever there’s a pleasant setting, checking email, returning calls, or writing. It’s work that doesn’t quite feel like work.

This fluidity gives retailers and other businesses a different kind of opportunity. Retailers have always tried to sell not just sweaters, but a lifestyle. But if you become somebody’s hangout, you don’t just sell a lifestyle, you’re selling a life. If price and selection are the main basis for competition, people can always buy on the Internet, but people - teenagers especially, but everyone — will still want a place to go.

Does it work? Well, I’m writing this on a laptop in a Borders right now, comfortably ensconced on a leather couch and waiting for the line to thin so I can order a latte. I do a lot of writing here, especially during the summers or on breaks when the university is closed. (And they sell me more books and CDs as a result) A few years ago, in the pre-laptop era, it would have been a lot harder to both work and hang out; I’m sure I would have done it less.

Over the last seven years in my current position, I’ve seen how I work change dramatically.

To understand what I am going to explain, you’ll need to understand my job.

I lead a team of eight exempt managers who supervise a larger team of around fifty - seventy hourly employees. I have an office located sixty-four miles from my home - and each of my managers work in a different location spread throughout the greater Boston area. I have an additional three offsite warehouses that I am responsible for spread throughout the same area. I am generally in the office once every 7 - 14 days and spend the rest of the time with my team in their workcenters - coaching, guiding, helping them with obstacles, and so on.

My office, while quite nice, isn’t really my kind of work environment. I have a very nice company provided laptop (a Dell Inspiron 600), a great PDA (iPaq 4451), a shared administrative assistant, and plenty of desk and meeting space. Oh, and it’s a private office! But my team isn’t there - it’s just me, a computer, and paperwork. Except to see my admin, my investigator, and my partner (who actually runs the stores that I provide support for), there’s no reason for me to be there.

Especially because there aren’t any windows. But that’s another story.

Over the last few years, the ability to work remotely has changed significantly. I used to have a “cubbyhole” - which was a place I could go hide-out during the workday. It was an offsite location in the midst of my market that provided a comfortable place to work away from the hustle and bustle - and distractions - of other locations. But the only way to communicate was with a cell phone.

Wi-Fi has changed all of that. I can goto Panera Bread, or Starbucks, or a hotel lobby, or tons of other places, turn on my laptop or PDA, get online and goto town. With my latest laptop, my company has finally provided a VPN solution that allows me to fully integrate onto our corporate intranet (most of our information is sent out via the web nowadays), sync my PDA with our Microsoft Exchange servers (you have no idea how much more productive this makes me), and so on.

Sunday morning I sat on my sunfilled patio and submitted more than a month’s worth of business expenses, reviewed investigation case notes, worked on another project, and some other tasks. That eliminated one of my major reasons to visit the office.

On my Monday train ride down to Philadelphia from Boston, I used my company laptop to schedule midyear reviews, create project documents (and email them out), setup 3rd quarter developmental statuses, and a slew of other scheduling, task, project, and e-mail related tasks. When I arrived at the Marriott in Center City Philadelphia, I plugged into the high speed internet in the room, connected to our VPN, and synced up all of my work.

I often work for a few early morning hours (I leave the house at 5 or 530am most days) before visiting my first store at a Wi-Fi enabled place. They get my business because of the atmosphere they provide, the food/beverage that’s there, and the wi-fi that enables me to complete my work without driving all the way to my office to do it.

We’re getting closer and closer to the convergence that I expect we’ll find one day. Bluetooth is going to help with that (I sync my PDA to my laptop via Bluetooth now) - but one day my PDA and Laptop and Cell Phone and Blackberry are all going to share information with each other - seamlessly. It will be interesting to see how things evolve in the months and years ahead….

My War and the Battalion CO

Wednesday, August 11th, 2004

One of the military blogs (milblogs) I’ve been reading lately is My War - a blog by a soldier in one of the Stryker units over in Iraq. His writing is incredibly personal and gives you quite the feeling of being in the midst of the action - it’s real, it’s scary, and it’s a fantastic read.

Looks like he had a bit of a run in with his Battalion CO this week and may stop blogging:

I could feel the sweat dripping down my face. He calmly looked up and told me that my shit was really good, and he liked reading my stuff, and that I was a good writer. He even mentioned something about including it in the units history and archives. That didn’t relieve me one bit, like I said, it made me more freaked out. I’m waiting for him to say the word: “BUT” followed by my punishment. Then we discussed things, and he pointed things out, and told me things. I agreed with 100% of everything he was saying, and the final conclusion from what he told me was that I could continue writing, but maybe have my Plt Sgt read my stuff before I post. He stressed that he didn’t want to censor me and that I still had the freedom of speech thing, as long as I wasn’t doing anything that would endanger the mission. I totally 110% agree with him on that one. I thanked him and I told him that I of course would not want to do anything that would endanger anybody here or back home, which is of course true. He suggested that I should look into getting this stuff published and made into a book someday. Finally I walked out of his office, with a feeling that I had just dodged a full mag of AK47 bullets.

I, for one, hope he continues. If not, it’s been a great run and I wish him the best of luck - and stay safe!

Tenacity

Wednesday, August 11th, 2004

Over at Sgt. Hook, the good First Sergeant has been writing in response to reader questions submitted over the last few days. Once recent question has been sitting in the back of my mind the last few days:

What is the thing that you are most afraid of in life?

That we’ll lose, that we aren’t as dedicated to our preservation as others are to our destruction.

I have much the same fear as the Sergeant does.

A few times now I have written about how we maintain resolve in the face of all that is going on about us - particularly in the media. But it’s our own internal resolve that I fear. Simply put, do we have the deep tenacity required to continue the right that we’re in to its end.

There are days that I wake up optimistically and don’t feel so much fear about our resolve - and then there are days when I wonder if we have all forgotten what happened to us on September 11th - the day we finally woke up and realized that there were a large group of people out there that wished us harm?

The President said during his speech ten days after September 11th that as time went on we may forget what happened to us - and why.

We cannot forget - and that’s my fear.