Life Lessons
Jan 17th
Monica: If you had to run away because American gvernment started taking citizens away in the night and you never saw them again…
where would you go…
Dustin: St. Kitts
Monica: Good choice
Dustin: Why do you ask?
Monica: Because of your facebook post
I’ve been working on my escape plan just in case
Dustin: Get dual citizenship, buy a motorcycle, learn how to use a knife.
Monica: I need to do all those things
I’m so far behind
Dustin: Yeah, I haven’t done those things.
I do want to learn to use a knife, though.
Get all Jason Bourne and stuff.
Dual citizenship is way too expensive.
Probably better to rely on other countries willing to take refugees.
Monica: Lets take life learning classes
I think they have some at whole foods
in the middle of the day
*knife
Dustin: Whole foods will teach me how to stab a fool?
Monica: I don’t know but i saw a lady on a stage and she had a knife
and people were standing around her
I’m sure there were questions after
We could just ask
how to stab somebody
Dustin: “Excuse me? Yes. Thank you for teaching me how to disarm a dead chicken, but what do I do if -instead of a dead chicken- it’s a guy with brass knuckles?”
Monica: Yes
I mean I don’t know where else to go. I think it is worth a shot.
Using culture-sensitive C# dates with Javascript
Dec 23rd
I was trying to create a javascript date object using a C# date in my view like this:
Code:
var jsDate = new Date('<%=myDate.ToString("MM/dd/yyyy")%>'); |
It worked as expected when the culture was en-US, but not when the culture was fr-CA.
I figured out that C# was outputting the date with hyphens instead of slashes, even though I specified slashes in the format I passed to ToString().
Once I added quotes around the slashes, everything worked perfectly:
Code:
var jsDate = new Date('<%=myDate.ToString("MM'/'dd'/'yyyy")%>'); |
***Update***
As per Jeff’s comment below, the following code also works:
Code:
var jsDate = new Date('<%=myDate.ToString("MM/dd/yyyy", System.Globalization.CultureInfo.InvariantCulture)%>'); |
Borders Forced to Liquidate, Close All Stores
Jul 19th
Link: http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052702303661904576454353768550280.html
Close to 400 Borders stores will start closing up shop this Friday and the rest are to follow, resulting in all Borders stored closed by the end of September.
I always preferred Waldenbooks/Borders over Barnes & Noble. When I tried to think of the reason for that, I couldn’t come up with much. The only bookstore in the town where I grew up was a Waldenbooks. Over the years, their prices always seemed more reasonable than B&N (of course, they were still more expensive than Amazon). Finally, Borders stores somehow seemed a little cozier than B&N stores. It’s possible that the last point may be connected to the first.
I haven’t shopped at Borders in over a year and I know it’s because I bought Molly a Nook. Having that piece of hardware made a connection between us and the B&N brand. Molly wanted to buy books from B&N so that they wouldn’t go out of business and the Nook store would continue to be available.
Though I’m only speaking from my experience, e-readers may be a large part of why Borders failed and B&N didn’t.
Still, fewer physical bookstores in the world saddens me a bit.
Anniversary Weekend
Jun 27th
June 4th was our 6th wedding anniversary. For some reason, we were having a tough time deciding what to do to celebrate. Molly’s parents were coming to town for the weekend and my company was having an outing to Friday night’s Indians game. We decided that we would have enough romance during our upcoming vacation to Boston, we didn’t need to make the anniversary weekend exclusive.
Molly and I went to the baseball game with my company. The Indians lost, but we had a good time.
Saturday, Molly’s parents showed up before noon. We went to Panera for lunch and then went to The Melting Pot for dinner. For our anniversary, I got Molly tickets to go see Josh Groban. “You Raise Me Up” was in our wedding and she has all of his albums, so I thought it would be a great present. The idea occurred to me late in the week and I was so excited that I had finally thought of something she would enjoy, that I paid more for the tickets than I would have otherwise. When I gave them to her, she just kind of went “Oh.” Apparently, I overestimated how much she likes Josh Groban.
Well, after an excellent meal at The Melting Pot, we went to the concert.
The coolest part of the show was when Josh Groban was answering questions from people in the audience and one was a music teacher who asked if she could sing with him. He brought her up to the stage and they sang “The Prayer” together. This girl sang wonderfully, even in front of that huge crowd. It was awesome. (video)
Another neat part of the show was when the Indians game at Progressive field next door ended, Josh was in the middle of a story about a war-torn soldier as an intro for one of his songs. They had fireworks after the game, so there were loud booms coming from outside. (Yes, they have fireworks even after they lose.) Groban said it was the oddest thing that’s ever happened at one of his shows, but I think it fit well with the story and song.
I think Molly liked the concert more than she thought she would, but if I had it to do over again, I would save my money. Oh well, we live and learn.
Molly got me a present, too: a gift card for Jimmy John’s! I think she wins this year’s best anniversary gift award.
We went to church in the morning, but left right after the sermon so we could make it to the Indians game. Once again, they lost. Luckily, we don’t depend on them winning to have a good time.
Back at the house, we taught Allen and Melanie how to play Golf (the card game). We couldn’t figure out how she was doing it, but Melanie managed to always get the cards she needed. Suffice it to say that she won the game handily.
That was it for the weekend, but on Wednesday I joined Molly and her company for their outing to an Indians game. Guess what. They lost! It was a noon game and the sun was torturous. At one point, most of the people were huddled in the back under the shade, but some of us stuck it out in the heat. Molly’s co-workers got to see a side of her they’ve never seen before. At work, everyone knows her as a sweet and quiet girl, but she’s very boisterous when it comes to cheering on (or critisizing) the Indians.