Blogwankery, etc.

photo-2First things first:  These text messages?  Just happened.  To me.  And that’s how I reacted.  Like a goddamn adult with a soul.  I want karma points, universe.

Second thing second:  My Fitbit just emailed me (it does that) to congratulate me on climbing ten flights of stairs today.  It helpfully added that that was a hundred feet up.

Actual number of stairs climbed:  0.  I did, however, mow the lawn– which gets me wondering about what it’s actually doing when it “counts stairs.”

Third thing third:  I should apparently write about my grandmother more often, because today set records in 1) Likes on posts, 2) Follows (twenty, which means that the number of followers this blog has increased by 10% in a single day) 3) visitors and 4) overall page views.  I’m fully aware that this all means exactly nothing but I have to confess that I’m a tiny bit disappointed that I didn’t also set a record in number of countries I had page views from, which is another metric I enjoy wasting time paying attention to.

Whee!

On the Fitbit

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You may remember that I have a Fitbit Force, and I have been threatening to post a review of the thing.  Here’s the short version: it has made me want a Pebble.  Which is disappointing, because I don’t really like the idea that I spent $130 so that I could figure out that I actually wanted to spend $150.

Here’s the longer version:  As a device for the very specific purpose that the Fitbit Force is created for, it works well enough.  It keeps track of how much I walk every day.  This is useful information– I’m a data nerd by nature, and I like the idea of keeping track of my activity.  It appears to keep a reasonably accurate count of my steps given that it’s attached to my wrist; I’ve driven places and noted that bumps or whatever have incremented the steps by a couple, but by and large hand/wrist/arm movements don’t appear to ever trigger it.  I’ve also walked around my house watching the display change, and it adds steps as I walk.  It’s not great about stairs– I live in a house without stairs (well, more or less, as I never enter the basement without good reason) and my school doesn’t have any either, so basically if it’s registered any stairs at all at the end of the day something’s gone wrong.  Right now, for example, it’s telling me I’ve climbed two flights of stairs today, and I’ve literally not climbed a single step.

I assume that the calorie counts work, although it took a minute to adjust to the idea that it’s literally trying to calculate every calorie that I burn– waking up in the morning and discovering that it thought I’d burned 400-some-odd calories while sleeping was sorta odd.

It also serves as a watch and a sleep tracker; I believe it tracks sleep just by noting how often it moves over the course of the night, and when I wake up in the morning I can check a little readout that tracks “asleep” vs. “restless.”  I basically have to assume that “restless” really means “awake,” though, because short of getting out of bed and walking around it’s not going to process anything I do as me being awake– up to and including actually checking the time, which seems rather impossible to do if I’m asleep.

And… well, that’s it.

The best thing about it?  I can set an alarm, and it vibrates on my wrist rather than making noise.  Given that I’m supposed to be wearing the thing to bed anyway, that’s awesome, and I really don’t ever want to be awakened by noise again.  I love love love the vibrating alarm.

I don’t love having to use my phone to set it (which isn’t really avoidable, as the thing’s user interface on the watch itself is limited to a single button) and I despise the fact that there’s no snooze option.  This is implementable with a single button, mind you– a tap snoozes, a long-tap silences, or vice versa.

The catch is annoying; while it doesn’t seem to be wearing or anything like that, it’s difficult to snap closed tightly and I regularly knock it off my wrist while brushing stuff off my chest (TMI:  I have a bit of a beard dandruff issue, okay?  I brush my chest off quite a bit.)

The app’s functionality is… lacking.  I can get a sleep report, data on calories/steps/miles (although I never told it a stride length) and a couple of other things for that day, or I can scroll back through other dates– in other words, I can get a day’s worth of data at a time, and there’s no option to look at the last week or month or anything like that.  I can get more data from the website, but that’s stupid; the thing is attached to my wrist and bluetoothed to my phone; why the hell can’t I get a week’s worth of data from the app?  Given how detailed the stats on website visits that I can get through the WordPress app are, you’d think that a device whose sole purpose is keeping track of biometric data would have more robust data reporting available through its app.

Sleep reporting is cool, but ultimately useless.  I had four moments of restlessness last night: great!  And six hours and 32 minutes of “sleep.”  Okay.  What do I do with that information?  No idea.

It supposedly interfaces nicely with MyFitnessPal and a few other things; I haven’t had any good reason to use that functionality yet because I got burned out on calorie-tracking the last time I lost a bunch of weight and it got really annoying.  I haven’t gotten back on that particular horse yet.

It displays the time, and has a nice, bright display.  It does not display the date.  It has room to display the date– or at least could add it as another screen that you reach with an additional button press.  This omission is annoying.  I have to push a button to get it to tell me the time, which is… well, also moderately annoying, but it saves battery life so I can live with it.

Basically?  I want a smartwatch.  I want notifications beamed to my wrist, and I want to be notified of things by a vibration, not a beep or a tone.  I want to be able to see those notifications without getting my phone out, and when I do get my phone out I want the data that I see to be useful to me.

I am aware that this is not what a Fitbit Force is actually for, for the most part, although supposedly there are some firmware updates coming that will let it do notifications if it’s paired with iOS.  Which mine will be.

So, yeah.  I bought a Fitbit to figure out that I wanted a Pebble.

Dammit.

what is this i don’t even

Sitting on the couch in the living room right now, watching Hank Azaria do his impressions of Grover and Cookie Monster and Elmo, and really really hoping that as the Jimmy Johns in my belly digests it’s going to take some of the stress away. I don’t know how likely that’s going to be.

Things that happened today, or in the last few days: (this will format poorly. I will fix it later when I’m on a computer.)

  • It seems like about a third of my kids are suspended right now for one reason or another. At least one, a kid with a seriously nasty past who was pulling As for most of last quarter, has gone from being a student in pretty good standing to up for expulsion in something like two weeks, for two rapid-fire instances of theft (an iPad from another student and then some food from the cafeteria) and then beating the hell out of the kid who snitched on him for the cafeteria theft and then cussing the assistant principal out when he got busted for it. Note that each of these incidents took place on the day he returned from the previous suspension. He was only at my school because he got expelled from another school last year; it seems highly unlikely that I’ll be seeing him again.
  • A full-scale meltdown from one of my BEST kids (I don’t know what “BEST” stands for and somehow in seven years in this district have never learned; it basically means crazy kids and criminals, and should not be taken to refer to anything positive) involving having to be physically restrained by somebody about four times his size in the hallway and then causing no manner of destruction on his way down the hall– for, apparently, the second time in a row. This happened prior to my class; I don’t know exactly what triggered it.
  • I’m getting another new BEST kid in that same class tomorrow; apparently the two I have aren’t enough and someone downtown figured that if the first kid was getting expelled I deserved another disaster behavior student in that room. Occasionally these kids aren’t actually that bad and I can’t figure out why they’re in the program; this kid is coming to me after being kicked out of another school so I don’t have high hopes.
  • Meanwhile, my favorite student is moving to Arizona on Friday and another top-tenner is transferring to another school, also on Friday.
  • No less than four three-day ISS suspensions for girl drama related stuff; I’ll give you three guesses who might have been involved in that and the first two don’t count. If you said the blowjob-denier from a couple of weeks ago, give yourself a cookie.
  • The two Kids Who Are Suspended All the Fucking Time are both suspended again; note that these two kids aren’t the kids mentioned above. One of the two has still not made it through a single week of school (this is week… eleven?) without at the very least a day of ISS and for most weeks there has been out-of-school suspensions involved. Apparently he grabbed somebody’s tits in ISS. His mother continues to insist he’s a misunderstood angel. This also happened on Friday while I was out. I’m not sure what happened with the other one.
  • I wrote up one of my Algebra kids this morning for a situation that he could have ended at any of half-a-dozen points up until the point where I lost patience with his bullshit and wrote him up. There were something like six or seven other kids involved; all of the rest of them saw the wisdom of managing to go a few minutes in the morning without being idiots until they were no longer under my direct supervision. This one… did not. He spent the day in ISS; I found out from the assistant principal that afternoon that she’d been subject to a long harangue from his father about how all I ever do is pick on the kid and it was my fault he was written up. This student, by the way, is only in my Algebra class because we’re trying to keep him out of trouble; I am overstuffing my Honors class to keep this kid away from the shitheads he hangs out with who would otherwise keep him in trouble even more than he is. I made the point to him, and I’m happy to make the point to his father, that if he wants to transfer to a school where he will be allowed to hit anyone he wants, no one will stop him. If his father is foolish enough to pull this move with me instead of with my AP I’m going to take his damn fool head off.
  • (One of these things is not like the others, one of these things is not the same) I bought a Fitbit Force. I’m wearing it right now. Thus far it entertains me but I’m not convinced of its utility in the long run (which is shitty, because it was expensive) and you should expect a longer review after a couple of days.
  • OH RIGHT:  Fleas.  Everywhere.  Mutant apocalypse indomitable indestructible fucking fleas, because I’m a fucking peasant in a hut in the English countryside circa 1658 and not a middle-class twenty-first century American in a goddamn six-figure house.
  • That line came before I added the video.
  • I just found a recipe for egg drop soup.  I didn’t know I wanted egg drop soup.  I’m startled at how happy this makes me.

It’s Thursday, right?

In which I should be sweatier

Turned on some sharing features, which don’t look great in the Kubrick theme.  I may have to hide a bunch of them behind a Share button, otherwise anything other than very long posts look stupid.  I’m still going back and forth on whether I want this visible to Facebook people; while my Real Life friends have known about my more successful forays into blogging in the past, I haven’t really had a blog presence in any sort of serious fashion since moving back to South Bend, and no one here has access to any of the stuff I’ve written.  Then again, it might drive some hits, and actual interaction with people will keep me writing more than hurling pixels into the void.  Worth thinking about.

Plus my Facebook feed is nothing but what-I’m-reading and what-I-cooked-today now anyway, mostly, so everyone I know has probably blocked all of my FB posts.

First day of summer break, officially, so naturally I’m going to work tonight.  At some point after I write this I’m going to go downstairs and get at least a moderate amount of exercise.  I’ve become fascinated with the FitBit Flex recently (I can blame Warren Ellis, of all people, for this, which shouldn’t be true but is) and am currently fighting hard to keep myself from spending $100 to get one.  I’ve noticed lately that technology does seem to be helpful to me keeping my weight under control, and after taking a break from my weight loss regimen (still down 50 pounds, though) it’s time to get back on the horse again.  Part of the problem is that I’ve been cooking so much lately, and cooking foods I like to eat; “stuff I cooked” slides right underneath my “eat healthier” filter somehow, especially since homecooked foods don’t have convenient bar codes on them that I can scan to get calorie information.  So I’m going to shift tactics a little bit and focus less on controlling food intake (not “ignore,” just “focus less”) and more on increasing how much exercise I get.  It’s summer; this ought to be fairly easy.

Gonna fiddle with the theme a bit more.  I’ll be back if I come up with something valuable to say before I go to work

ETA:  Moderate amount of exercise achieved.

Very, very moderate.