Administrative Note

On or around March 18, 2001, I started blogging.

Records show I first registered the domain “adventuresintothewellknown.com” on September 10, 2003, although the Wayback Machine has entries with the Adventures design as far back as July 2002. I was 35 years old.

Blogging was a brand new thing, and I started it mainly as a way to force myself into the social stratosphere of Washington, D.C. Bloggers got together. We’d shoot pool. We’d do happy hours. Then, you’d go home and chronicle your, um, adventures. You’d try to make your blog as good as Lex’s or Scully’s or Eve’s. Or, I would, anyway. I rarely succeeded–these were some brilliant human beings.

But blogging was also was an area for professional growth. My interest in blogging led me to learn how domains work, how to register them and how to direct them; how to manage a content management system such as WordPress or GreyMatter before it (remember GreyMatter?); how to design a Web page; how to code; how to troubleshoot. It was largely an interest in blogging that allowed me to move from journalism to Web-monkeying to doing the tech logistics work I’m doing now.

Often, when a blogger starts a post like this, it leads to a retirement announcement. That is not the case here. I have breached my 50th year on Earth, but I believe I will be keeping a blog until the day I stop refusing to die and am placed face-down in the ground (you know why face-down, ya’ll).

But I am moving.

Mainly, I’m moving because my current host costs money, and Blogspot is free. I find that more sustainable as I no longer need a Web host to make me seem like I know what I’m doing. I no longer create Web spaces for a living, and nor do I any longer even consider doing it for fun. Kids these days laugh at my ancient methods anyways. Tables? You still use tables? 2000 called! It wants its BLINK tag back!

So, I am working to archive this project to Blogspot. It is a project I may never finish because as far as I can tell, copy/pasta is the only way to do that work. But, the work is kind of nice; it allows me to review a lot of blog entries. I’ll like the Blogger backups better anyway as they are straight-forward RSS rather than WordPress’ more proprietary approach. Not to mention, Blogspot provides a community aspect you don’t get with a standalone site on a shared server.

If you have a site with me, I’ll be talkin’ to ya, and we’ll get things moved around. I mean, I have a year at least. But my intention is to not pay this hosting fee again next year. So the official site is now at aitwk.blog, which will forward to the Blogspot. Entries will be archived there and removed from here as we go.

See yinz over there.

Peace In Our Bummernacht

Merry Zappadan, 2018, to all good people of all lanes and neighborhoods of the winding and ever-expanding universe of all things Zappa. How, pray tell, are things in the orbit of Zappa today?

Well, first, we are sad to report that Frank Zappa has still stopped refusing to die. It is truly impossible to believe that 25 years have passed since his time experiencing and feeding into the conceptual continuity ended. It is somewhat obligatory for me to explain to you what we are doing here in this thing called “Zappadan”: It is a time of remembrance for our mustachioed hero, from the day of his death, Dec. 4, through the day of his birth, Dec. 21. Now we remember him all other days, too, because the concept is continual, my fellow freaks. But this here, this is a time to really flex your Zappa.

Now. What else happened via Zappa stuff in the year 2018?

If you dig vinyl, 2018 was a year for re-releases! Lumpy Gravy! Trout Mask Replica! Burnt Weenie Sandwich! Chunga’s Revenge! All re-released on yummy vinyl!

The big news in 2018, though, was a long-awaited AZ/DZ detente!

As announced by Dweezil in May:

Recently, we Zappa siblings (Diva, Ahmet and Dweezil) got together with the goal of resolving our differences. Once we sat down and actually listened to one another, we found a much greater understanding of each other’s intentions.  We regret that our communication broke down and that things were misconstrued. It may be a bumpy road at times – we are a passionate Italian family – but we have decided to work toward privately discussing issues rather than using public forums and lawyers.

We are hopeful that if any of our father’s fans have felt conflicted, they can join us in the peace of our resolution.  With our best feet forward, we are moving ahead and will faithfully deliver much more of our father’s indefinable brilliance, also known as the “World’s Finest Optional Entertainment.”

That sounds good to me. May it lead to many more years of Zappa Plays Zappa and other notions.

Reference: Inside the Zappa Family Feud (Rolling Stone)

In the meantime, here at the AITWK, we’re going to be talking about a vital year in Mother-dom: 1968. Fifty years ago. We’re Only In It For The Money. Lumpy Gravy. Cruisin’ with Ruben and the Jets. And me. All born in that fabulous year.

Oh, we will be talking about these albums. And more stuff as well.

But enough of my yakkin’. What do ya say? Let’s boogie!

God Schmod, I Want My Alexa Watch

I am rocking an iPhone 5. 

Not an iPhone 5S. An iPhone 5. All good Apple dorks know what that means. 

It means I am one consonant away from eligibility for updates. It means my iPhone will be on OS 10.3.3 FOREVER. It means my iPhone is no longer supported by Apple. And while Apple was nice enough to include support for its Airpods with my ancient phone, an iPhone 5 will not support an Apple Watch. (That support also requires support for at least iOS 11, only available on 5S or higher). 

So I was excited last year with the introduction of the iPhone X, but I was nonplussed by the price point. And so I instead had the battery replaced, which fixed the real issue I was facing with the phone, that the battery was draining every 15 minutes. After that, the phone was fine. 

So I watched the rollout in September with interest and was glad to see the iPhone XR address the price point. But I still don’t think I’m budging, not  until this phone tells me it just plain won’t let me look at Facebook any longer. 

Why am I hesitant? Because. Much of my motivation of wanting the upgrade is the Apple Watch. Except this one thing: I don’t like Siri. 

Or, perhaps, it’s that I’m just used to another digital assistant, known as Alexa. These gizmos I have all over the place. I am used to that voice, the smooth delivery, the natural-seeming personality. Compared to it, Siri’s is just plain jarring. 

Maybe it’s just the form factor I’m used to. But I think the assistant I prefer is and probably always will be Alexa. I am already signed up for the in-auto version of the gizmo (you have to sign up to be invited just to buy the friggin’ thing). 

So. If they can put Alexa in my car soon, when are they going to put her on my wrist? 

This is vital. Because, I assume, if you’re using a watch, you will be using the personal assistant much more often. 

God schmod, I want my Alexa Watch.