The Techobell Epiphany

18 01 2017

I thoroughly enjoy people watching.  I do it pretty much wherever I go; School, Church, Stores, restaurants, and fast food places that are also sometimes called “restaurants” (in a loose sense).  Although the location doesn’t really matter for my story, I often find a certain diversity at a certain “restaurant” (“*cough cough* ‘look at the title’ *cough*”).

Sometime after I got in line but before an older lady asked me about where I got my bookbag/satchel/man-purse, I observed a family sitting at a nearby table.  There were two little girls who were peering through the little divider wall decorations (whatever they’re called… you know; the ones you looked through the little holes of when you were little).  I immediately had flashbacks to when I did it as a kid.  It struck me odd that nobody taught me to do it.  In fact: I was often scolded for it as it often meant bothering the table next to ours.  But here it was, two complete strangers, who’s childhood reflected my own.

I suppose it could be obvious that children are exploratory in nature.  Their curiosity at that stage in life seems to have no social boundaries or expectations.  More importantly, I found it interesting that, these kids could take in a whole 360o view of their environment, but instead chose to looks through a small hole in a divider.  At first I wondered if that experience somehow correlated to this up-coming generations knowledge and fascination with tablets and phones.  As if they preferred looking through a box rather than the whole world because to them, that’s how they saw the world.

But then I considered that I did the same thing when I was little (before I really discovered computers, and before cell-phones and tablets were even common-place things).  So these kids in that unnamed taco place (ring any bells?), weren’t likely trying to view the world only from a boxed perspective, and were genuinely just exploring the world as kids do/should, than what was with kids’ fascination with limiting their exploration by narrowing their visual observation capacity?

It then occurred to me that maybe, just maybe, that this idea of visually focusing on a smaller area, is what makes learning easier.  Instead of being bombarded by all the information at once, children prefer to focus on one idea, study it, and then learn.  Taking this one step further, the trend of really little people… like three-year-old’s being able to navigate their parents’ phones (or heaven forbid: their own phones!) with ease, might be under the same concept of the “boxed perspective”.  The consequences of fast moving, interactive experiences on “toddler-tablets” still is up in the air, but it’s very clear that this young generation certainly knows how to use them.

Fast forward in my story about 20 minutes, as I’m eating my stuffed tube of flour patty.  In my defense, it’s not eves-dropping if your talking in public.  Anyway, there is a gentleman behind me trying to explain google search to another older gentleman who is likely in his 80’s.  I was fascinated at the cultural difference between this older gentleman and what I presume to be a completely tech-savvy kinder-culture.

First off, the learning process was completely different.  I hear all the time about children learning through discovery, or hands-on approaches.  But this older gentleman wasn’t grasping the concept of what the internet even was.  The other guy was trying to explain what you could do on the internet, and had to change tactics about half way through my lunch to: This is how you do this.  It was a methodical process.  This individual even stated “once you memorize how to do it, you’ll be good to go.”  It was shocking to me to suddenly realize that how we learn might not be entirely based on nature.  Rather, each generation’s education was built upon the nurture of whatever system was in play.  We’ve seen the old shows, where students sit in a class of even rows of desks, reciting times-tables verbatim.   Compare that today to a broadcast I heard about modern classrooms that often don’t even use desks.

I’m not advocating a specific system of learning, or that even one is more effective than the other, and certainly not how we measure the effectiveness of education (that’s another rant).  But whatever the case, however we learn in our youth seems to stick with us.  Whether it’s a process-based method, or an world exploration.  The saying: “You can’t teach old-dogs new tricks,” may only be logical if consider this: “You can’t un-teach old dogs old tricks.”oHow

Googling Self

28 05 2013

I’m sure everyone’s done it at least once.  Googling yourself can be interesting and a little creepy at times.  I got this crazy idea this morning though, rather than googling my full, real name.  I googled my most commonly used pseudonym or alias on google (Shoomfie), and found out just how ingrained I am into the internet.  Granted, I don’t think that anyone will ever search the name “Shoomfie”… I don’t even know what it means.  I just wanted a gaming alias that didn’t have any stupid numbers at the end.  From the search I found out that I’m a member of a lot of Minecraft related forums. and that I play ArmA 2 & 3.  I also have a rather unsuccessful Youtube account.  That’s basically all I wanted to say.  If you want to find yourself on the internet, use your pseudonym… just be prepared to fight the urge to turn off your computer and then hide in your closet. 😉

Your’s truly,

Double-shot Latte’s

8 05 2012

As I sat down at my desk this morning, with a double-shot latte in my hand, I felt like the week would never end.  And during some moment, between now and  9-o-clock this morning I realized a few different things.  First: that it was only Tuesday.  But Second: No matter how much we seem to be in control of things, we really never are.

From the technical, side of things:  Camp’s server died last Thursday.  This server, for all you technical people out there, runs par of our DNS, DHCP, Printer server, Active Directory, and File storage.  For you non-technical people: No internet, no files, sketchy login to their office computer, and did I mention no file access.  Most of the hardware appears to be fine, and since we’re running a virtual server, all I had to do (ha ha ha ha ha!)… was mirror the server from a backup, and then restore all the current files from our online safe.  This, or course, has turned out to be a nightmare.  And of course, as I sit here and write this, I’m on “bar watch” duty. “41%! it’s on a roll!”  Never mind the fact that it’s probably going to screw up again, or transfer files in the places I specifically told in not to… again, or the backup manager is going to crash…again.

You know those times when you’ve been thinking so hard about something that it enters your, albeit, short dreams? I’m convinced that my dreams are run by servers now.  This server thing, has gotten a hold of me, and quite frankly, it feels a little like it’s dragging me under.  I feel like I have no control of my own job right now.  It’s all I can do to try and keep everyone else in good spirits.  It’s times like this, where my work becomes “a job”, working 9 to… whenever I quit for the day.

“…still 41%”.  So this morning when I woke up.  I looked up into the mirror when I was brushing my teeth, just to see how tired I actually looked.  I actually looked better than I felt, so that was a good thing.  And then I cam to my conclusion:

Things happen.  This has been said by many people, but I found a new meaning in it this morning.  When things happen, we really do have a choice on how to use/view them.  On Friday, I emailed out a list to my co-workers and bosses, saying what they could and couldn’t do with the server being down.  One of those things on my list was “enjoy your weekend”.  Being just a couple of weeks from summer and people not having their files I’m sure is super frustrating.  But it’s really out of their hands.  And sometimes I feel when people ask me a question about the server, I wan’t to ask them if they’ve taken this time of helplessness and refocused why they’re here for God.  Because we can either be bogged down with work and what we can’t do to get things done in two weeks, or we can trust that God is still God, whether or not He allows us to have what we want in order to get work done.  In reality, it’s His camp and His work and our lives are even His.  Not “for” His purpose, but truly and completely His!

Although I’m trying my best to convince people here to “relax” and/or get other work done, people do need (want) their files back.  So even though we all must rest in God’s timing, I’m working very hard and tediously at trying to get things to work on the server.  As I sit here writing this, watching the bar move (42%), while sipping on my double-shot latte; I ask that you be praying for me, that God grant’s me the peace and rest that I so desperately crave right now.

We are helpless.  We can do nothing without God, because in the end our bodies will all perish, and everything we thought we did will mean nothing.  We can do all things through Christ who gives us strength, because in the end when our souls are lifted up to be with our savior, God can say to us “well done, good and faithful servant.”!

Yours truly,


I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.