Please Note

In a cafeteria where I eat lunch most days, a sign attached to the register says:

Please note that credit cards are not accepted as means of payment.

This bothers me.

I don’t care about them not accepting credit cards. It’s the words that drive me crazy. So that they can drive you crazy too, let’s break it down.

There are twelve words. The first three are:

Please note that

This is entirely useless. It’s a note; you’re already reading it. You have to be in the process of noting to even encounter their please note in the first place. It’s like putting up a sign that says “Sign.” Drop it.

The next five words are:

credit cards are not accepted

This is less egregious, but still full of fluff. Are not accepted? Just say “No credit cards” and be done. Five words down to three.

Finally, we have this monstrosity:

as means of payment

Yes. We can’t accept credit cards as means of payment. Credit cards for starting tarot decks, for picking locks, for infringing on Apple’s “rounded rectangle” patent, any other use is fine, just not for payment.

Payment is what you do with credit cards. It’s in the name: “credit.” Four more pointless words cannot be imagined. Drop them.

From twelve words, we’ve hacked it down to three:

No credit cards.

Or four, if we want to preserve the politeness:

No credit cards please.

A cut of 75% and 66.67%, respectively.

Life is short. Messages should be too.

This public service announcement brought to you by the Heartless Unpleasant Misanthropic Bureau of United Grammarians, HUMBUG.

Forty-Minute Story: “Snow”

View

View from my house yesterday afternoon

She seems distracted. Looking at the snow.

“They can’t all be unique,” she says.

We’re in the family room, curled up together on the couch. On the television, Walt’s yelling at Jesse about something. She pays no attention. Fireplace off, central heat kicking. From under her blanket she’s looking at the snow.

“Snowflakes?” I say.

“Since the dawn of time, there must have been…” She cocks her head, doing the math. “Ninety-nine gazillion snowflakes. No way none of them gets a dupe. Sooner or later, we’re bound to get a repeat.”

“What happens then?”

She lights up, hands clutching at unseen foes. “Then it’s a sign!”

“A sign.”

“The end times! Snowmageddon! Hailpocalypse! Icenarok!” She punches her palm. “Bam, just like that. Snow runs out of ideas, it’s all over, baby. Hell hath no fury like a macroscopic ice crystal scorned.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah!”

Her eyes go dreamy, and I know I’ve lost her. I bring her back with a kiss. We sit in silence for a time. More yelling on the TV. I feel like I’ve watched this scene somewhere before.

“Maybe,” I whisper, “they’re all fragments of the same giant primordial flake. When the meteor smashed the dinosaurs, it also smashed Flakezilla, and all the ones we get now are just the pieces. So in a way, maybe they’re all the same.”

She considers this. As she cogitates, she absently licks her lips, and I restrain the urge to kiss her again. I want to know what she’s going to say.

“Flakezilla?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s stupid.”

Well. I tried.

“I love you,” I offer instead.

She smiles, utterly unique.

Rosetta Stoned

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I’ve had my eye on the Rosetta Stone language software for a while now. Everyone says it’s great, but $500 is a little steep, even to learn a whole new language. They dropped the price by almost 50% over Cyber Monday, though (the deal’s still going on now), so I had to try it.

I got Spanish, the language I took in high school and college, and the only foreign language where I know more than a handful of words.

This is hardly my first stab at language software. I’ve written before about Duolingo being the bee’s knees (and free to boot). But Rosetta Stone does offer something I haven’t seen anywhere else: immersion.

Aside from the menus and other little messages, there’s no English. You don’t translate anything. You just learn Spanish.

You see the word “gato” on the screen, and a voice says it. There’s a picture of a cat. Okay, so “gato” means cat – except you don’t have the English word “cat” in there cluttering up the works. It’s just “gato” and the picture. You can think purely in Spanish. This is a subtle distinction – translating vs. straight learning – but it does make it easier to get in the zone.

The production values are as high as you’d expect for software that costs a quarter of a thousand dollars, which is good, because the pictures have to be clear and match precisely the phrase you’re trying to learn. They are, and they do. And a variety of different voices pronounce the words, which is nice.

The biggest problem I’ve run into is voice recognition. I guess it’s state of the art, but the technology still isn’t quite there yet. Often it correctly recognizes what you’re saying, but it fails frequently enough that I finally turned it off. Fortunately, that’s easy to do and doesn’t penalize you.

Is it worth it?

Too soon to tell. I’ve only used it for a week so far, and there’s a massive amount of material. At half an hour per day, it should take over a year to complete.

But so far it seems good. And if I do, in fact, become fluent, then it was worth every nickel.

Need a Christmas gift idea? The Witching Hour is available now!

WitchingHour

This weekend I finally finished checking over the proof and attending to all the other little details Amazon requires. I can now say that my new book, The Witching Hour and other poems, is available for purchase.

You can get the physical copy for $4.99, or (as always) a PDF version for free.

If you’re hunting for the link later, you can click the Witching Hour image over on the right sidebar. Or you can just search for brian d buckley on Amazon, and it’ll come up.

Remember – if you like my poems, you can get a copy as a Christmas gift for someone you love. And if you don’t, get it as a gift for someone you hate!

There’s no eBook version yet, but I’ve got top people on the case. I bribed convinced my esteemed colleague Benjamin Trube to do the eBook formatting for me, since it turns out to be rather difficult, and he’s quite the expert after having self-pubbed his fractal eBook recently.

So. The Witching Hour. Buy it, or download it free, your choice. And thanks to everyone who bought it already, before I even announced it. You rock, peeps.

And don’t worry, tomorrow I’ll talk about something else. I promise!

Friday Link

incredible

Don’t know why, but this one just made me giggle.

Have a sterling weekend, old chap!

The Witching Hour proof arrives!

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Part of the self-publish process on Amazon CreateSpace is that, once you get everything the way you want it, they send you a “proof” – a sample copy to proofread – before gearing up for production.

Which means this afternoon, a FedEx guy brought me the lovely little item above. I’ll be honest: even for a self-pub, there’s something thrilling about seeing your name on a book cover for the first time.

poem1

On first glance, everything looks perfect. I’ll have to dig in a little more before I give the green light. The images (all public domain) turned out rather well, if I do say so myself.

poem2

I even got to create my own publishing logo, which was pretty fun:

back

So, a little work left to do, but it should be available to you all in the next few days. Dave Higgins has kindly offered to review the book later this month, and don’t forget, you can get the PDF copy for free right now, right here.

Amalgam

What happens to a dream deferred?
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and
I met a traveler from an antique land.
It is an ancient mariner:
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; but
April is the cruelest month.
It was many and many a year ago
I wandered lonely as a cloud.
Once upon a midnight dreary,
Out of the night that covers me,
I have seen the greatest minds of my generation
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Turning and turning in the widening gyre.
The sea is calm tonight.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Some say the world will end in fire.
I sing of warfare and a man at war.

Joining a Zen Community

I have joined a sangha, a Buddhist community. A sangha is roughly the Buddhist equivalent to the Christian idea of a “church,” though in this case, it’s less overtly religious. (Buddhism is a practice, and it can be a religion; like many other Buddhists, I follow the practice, but I do not see it as a religion.)

This particular sangha is called Treeleaf. Specifically, we practice Zen Buddhism, and even more specifically, we practice Soto Zen Buddhism. It’s not the only path to enlightenment, but it’s a path that works.

Treeleaf is an unusual sangha, because it’s all online. It’s designed to accommodate the thousands of people worldwide who want to practice with others, but don’t live close enough to a physical sangha. (In my case, the closest sangha is the Buddhist Temple of Toledo, which isn’t particularly close.)

We talk to each other on forums and via e-mail. We watch our teachers lecture on YouTube.

Why join a Zen community?

For me, it’s about taking the practice to the next level. It’s about motivation and encouragement. And it’s about clarity.

I’ve read seven or eight books on Zen and Buddhism in general, but that can get confusing. Each author has a different perspective, a different tradition, a different focus. Not that any are necessarily wrong, but it helps to be consistent. A plane and a ship can both get you to Argentina, but if you read a few chapters on sailing and a few chapters on piloting, you’re going to end up awfully lost.

One set of teachers, one community, one focus. Simple.

I still read the books, of course. It’s still important to get other perspectives. You just have to be able to keep the other perspectives, in perspective.

And you know what? My practice has improved. Both in meditation and in daily life, it’s getting easier to find the still point in the midst of the daily storm.

The path leads all sorts of interesting places, doesn’t it?

New Book of Poems – Now Available FREE

My new book, The Witching Hour and Other Poems, can now be downloaded as a PDF, for free.

Download The Witching Hour

I’m still working through the self-publish process with Amazon CreateSpace, but the physical copy (and a nicely-formatted eBook copy) should be available for purchase sometime in the next few weeks.

The complete PDF, though, will remain available for free download, forever. I’m confident that if y’all read it and like it enough, you’ll buy a “real” copy. Not that you should feel obligated. It’s just something I’m trying out for now.

Let me know what you think!

Friday Links

flashmob

Simply put, this is the best flash mob I’ve ever seen.

Internet

Do you have what it takes to solve the biggest mystery on the Internet?

DearSanta

Christmas will never be the same.

Vectors

Want a way to turn bitmaps into vector images? Of course you do! Note: I haven’t actually tried this software yet, so caveat emptor. I just think it looks sweet.

Dilbert

lolz

Peace out!