Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Escape Or Die Frying


A breakout this morning -- about 20 chickens (mostly New Hampshire Reds) flew the coop. We caught them all, but it was still a little alarming. I should have some words with them. Maybe a little guilt? "I feed you. I give you fresh water and whole corn. I build a new barn for you and double your yard space. And this is how you repay me?"

Or maybe I'll just show up with a bucket of the Colonel's best and hope they get the hint.

Very cool site of the day, striking a blow against Visigoths who would put astrology books in the science section of local bookstores.

I'm also fond of Gnomes Without Homes.

Finally, who among us are damn happy that our kids are past colic? If I still had a baby in the house, it's looking like I'd be back to using my late mother's, um, shall we say, "off-brand" method of sleeping aids for very young infants (Step 1: Dip finger in vodka and tonic. Step 2: Dip finger in screaming baby's mouth. Step 3: Repeat as necessary. I'm thinking this might explain a lot about me).

Anyway, if you're a parent, and you never gave your kids an extra teaspoon of Dimetapp, raise your hand.

Liar.

F.D.A. Limits Children’s Cold and Cough Medicines

WASHINGTON, Aug. 15 — In the first major reassessment of the safety of children’s cough and cold medicine in decades, federal drug officials said that the drugs should never be given to children under the age of 2 unless approved by a doctor.

Additional warnings about the drugs could be in the offing, because the Food and Drug Administration announced today that it would convene a meeting of independent experts on Oct. 18. They will to advise the agency about whether new label warnings or prohibitions should be undertaken. The committee will also discuss how well parents and caregivers administer the drugs to children.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Odds and Ends. As Usual, Mostly Odds.

Finally, a moment to breathe. Up until 2a this morning, working on the day job. I suppose it's also been turning into the day-and-night job. But I'm getting stuff done. Including catching up on the blog and (just about) finishing the framing. Nailed in most of the cross braces early this evening. Work allowing, I'll throw up the roof trusses tomorrow during lunch, then (maybe) put some more corner bracing around the sides after work.

Random thoughts. Here's one, courtesy of Slate and NPR and Lt. Gen. Douglas Lute, the "war czar" who's deputy national security advisor for Iraq and Afghanistan:

NPR: You know, given the stress on the military and the concern about these extended deployments for an all-volunteer military, can you foresee, in the future, a return to the draft?

Lute: You know, that's a national policy decision point that we have not yet reached, Michele, because the —

NPR: But does it make sense militarily?

Lute: I think it makes sense to certainly consider it, and I can tell you, this has always been an option on the table, but ultimately, this is a policy matter between meeting the demands for the nation's security by one means or another. Today, the current means of the all-volunteer force is serving us exceptionally well. It would be a major policy shift — not actually a military, but a political policy shift to move to some other course.

And here's a gentle reminder from the Selective Service System:




Speaking of things military, the stepdaughter is back from a monthlong road trip. Don't see any huge rush to get to her Army recruiter.

A depressing story, courtesy of the Wall Street Journal:

OUT TO PASTURE
Why Deere Is Weeding Out
Dealers Even as Farms Boom

Some Veteran Retailers
Feel Betrayed By Shift;
'We Are Not a Family'
By ILAN BRAT and TIMOTHY AEPPEL
August 14, 2007; Page A1

MOLINE, Ill. -- For more than a century, Deere & Co. has relied on dealers to sell its iconic John Deere tractors and other farm equipment. Deere dealers like to brag that they "bleed green," the company's trademark color.

[Robert Lane]

But even as the farm boom helps Deere harvest record profits, dozens of North American dealerships are getting sent out to pasture, including some that have passed through families for generations. Chief Executive Robert Lane says times have changed. In an age when tractors use satellites to track the location of every seed, he says, dealers must match the sophistication and size of agribusiness customers.

"For years we talked about Deere as a family," says Mr. Lane, a former banker. "The fact is, we are not a family. What we are is a high-performance team....If someone is not pulling their weight, you're not on the high-performance team anymore."

Deere's overhaul is one answer to a challenge faced by many large businesses that distribute their products through independent retailers. These retailers are supposed to know the local turf and market the product more effectively than a big corporation could. But if the retailers are too small-scale, their inefficiencies could outweigh the advantages.

To some Deere dealers, the transition feels like a betrayal. Raymond Warren spent 34 years working his way up from salesman to owner of a dealership in Wakefield, Va. In late 2002, Mr. Warren says he began receiving letters, emails and visits from Deere officials almost monthly urging him either to bulk up by acquiring another dealer or cash out. (Deere declined to comment on individual cases.) He finally sold to another dealer in 2005.

On the bright side, these next people really don't get enough credit. Again, courtesy of the WSJ. If you don't have a subscription ... buy one. Don't know what you think of Murdoch. Don't much care. Even at $99/year ($49 if you've got a print subscription), it's still a good deal. Here.

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Beyond Winning: A Team
With a Message About Health
August 14, 2007; Page D1

Most people view illness as a handicap. But cyclist Phil Southerland, who has Type 1 diabetes, believes his disease gives him an unusual advantage, both on and off the bike.

The reason? Type 1 diabetes has forced Mr. Southerland to take charge of his health every minute of every day. There is never a time when he doesn't think about the food he is eating, how much exercise he is getting and whether he has taken his medication. This meticulous attention to health is a matter of life or death for anyone with Type 1, which requires vigilant monitoring of blood-sugar levels and the balancing of meals, snack, exercise and insulin injections.

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But Mr. Southerland, who was diagnosed when he was seven months old, believes the daily life of someone with Type 1 has lessons for all of us. "For people with Type 1, it's all about tight control of their health," says Mr. Southerland, who lives in Atlanta. "I want people to take charge and realize their life is in their hands, and nobody else's."

Mr. Southerland, 25, is hoping that he can do for diabetes care and prevention what cyclist Lance Armstrong has done for cancer, inspiring healthy people to take better care of their bodies and serving as a role model for kids with diabetes. He is the founder of Team Type 1, a cycling team made entirely of riders who have Type 1 diabetes.

[Phil Southerland of Team Type 1]
Phil Southerland of Team Type 1

Team Type 1 is a force to be reckoned with in the cycling world. In June, Team Type 1 won the 3,053-mile Race Across America relay, beating seven other eight-member teams by cycling from Oceanside, Calif., to Atlantic City, N.J., in five days, 15 hours and 43 minutes.

About 21 million people in the U.S., or about 7% of the population, have a form of diabetes. The most common form is Type 2, in which the body doesn't produce enough insulin or the cells ignore the insulin. It is linked to obesity and often can be prevented and controlled with diet and exercise.

Type 1 diabetes is an autoimmune disease in which the body's immune system mistakenly destroys the body's ability to make insulin, a hormone needed to convert sugar and other food into energy needed for daily life. Type 1 cannot be controlled with diet alone. And because exercise can cause blood-sugar levels to drop precipitously, athletes with Type 1 face special challenges.

But new technology has made it easier for diabetic athletes. The cycling team uses continuous glucose monitors, which track blood sugar constantly and sound alarms if it goes outside of safe ranges. Team members also use wireless insulin pumps, which deliver insulin as needed without a tangle of tubes and wires.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Framing

Got quite a bit done today. Framed out the 16x8 chicken coop (mostly). Just need to get some more bracing, and the worst -- knock on wood -- is done.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Cutting Edge

Got a haircut today. Picked up some chicken feed and corn, and enough 2x4s to start a 16x8 winter coop for the chicks. Stained 42 2x4x8s and will start framing tomorrow. Just in time, too, if the NY Times story is accurate:

Suddenly, the Hunt Is On for Cage-Free Eggs

Sally Ryan for The New York Times

Indiana hens that produce for Egg Innovations, a supplier to Ben and Jerry’s and Wolfgang Puck.

Published: August 12, 2007

The toy industry had its Tickle Me Elmo, the automakers the Prius and technology its iPhone. Now, the food world has its latest have-to-have-it product: the cage-free egg.

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Sally Ryan for The New York Times

The eggs are coated in a thin layer of oil to protect their shells.

The eggs, from chickens raised in large, open barns instead of stacks of small wire cages, have become the latest addition to menus at universities, hotel chains like Omni and cafeterias at companies like Google. The Whole Foods supermarket chain sells nothing else, and even Burger King is getting in on the trend.

All that demand has meant a rush on cage-free eggs and headaches in corporate kitchens as big buyers learn there may not be enough to go around.

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Argh. Ack. Argh. Ack.


Another dispatch from the land of the never-ending 12- to 14-hour day:

The fun never ends. But the end (at least, of this particular project) is near, at least. Maybe one more long-ish day, and I'm through for a bit. Then it's on to the next gig. Hopefully, with a little more morning time built in for swim, bike, run.

Something got one of the baby ducks last night. Went out to feed and water them, and it was one dead duck. Had lots of tailfeathers missing. My guess is a racoon grabbed it and broke its neck. The coon probably didn't plan far enough ahead to figure out that there was just no way in hell it was going to extract a duck from the pen.

Not a whole hell of a lot else going on in the Animal Kingdom.

I'm thinking John and I will get back on the trail this weekend, although my vacation time is currently at the mercy of the day job project. So I'm not sure how long we'll be on it. And in other child-related news, the stepdaughter is returning from her monthlong road trip and alleges to be interested in signing up for the Army while their very good bonus deal is still in the works. I fail to see how this will help our country so much, but I suspect Basic Training would be very, very, very good for the child.

A lot to do tomorrow. Not enough time to do it.

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Working, Working, Working

... At least the end of the 12- to 14-hour days are in sight.

(Maybe. The irony gods tend to have sharp ears).

Took a longer-than-usual lunch today to get John a new pair of hiking boots, which we'll try to break in this weekend. Also ran by the farm and picked up some goodies -- tomatoes, cantaloupe, onions, greens, cilantro and a big honkin' sack of flowers.

Hell continues to progress, although I'm afraid terminal grumpiness is in the offing if I don't get off my butt. Maybe hiking this weekend will help.

Monday, August 6, 2007

Catching Up (Again)

A long couple of weeks. All sorts of crap flying around. No workouts -- the heel isn't completely well just yet. Two weeks of 12-hour stints at the day job haven't exactly improved my mood, but I'm catching up on a few projects. I suppose that's good.

On the plus side, the garden is doing great. I've got six tomatoes, a few green beans, the onions are in good shape, and I'm thinking a bumper crop of potatoes. The chickens are OK, although the ducks and turkeys aren't laying these days. I see a major coop expansion in my future.

Hoping to take John out soon for new boots. Got a CSA pickup tomorrow during lunch. Ton of day job stuff to do.

Oh, and I need to get back on this pesky workout thing.
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