I told you so.
Our summer garden is coming right along.
This is our bean patch. We’ve got climbing pole beans in the front. You can see that the pole beans have gotten to the top of my makeshift bean-o-matic. So I just thought I’d encourage the growth some more by extending the twine from that bean-o-matic over to the fence.

Our amazing tomato plants continue to explode. Our yellow tomato plant is now over 10 feet tall! The harvest has officially begun. I have a feeling we will be giving away a lot of tomatoes.
Cucumbers, eggplant, jalapeño, green pepper, and sweet corn are just weeks away.
BONUS QUESTION:
What the heck is this flower growing in our garden? Identify this flower and win.

A few years ago I was talking to a senior pastor about youth ministry. In a moment of honesty he said something like this.
“I don’t get it. Tell me why you want to work with high school students your whole life. You’re qualified to be a senior pastor. You have all the qualities people look for in a senior pastor. And your teaching style moves high school students to a type of faith that most churches would love. Plus, you could be the boss and you’d make a lot more money. What don’t I see?”
The truth was that it took me by surprise because I’d never been asked that question. I’ve only been asked it’s annoying cousin, “When are you going to be a “real” pastor?”
Here’s a summary of what I told him:
How would you have answered this question?

Lately there has been a lot of angst about internet privacy. This came to a head when Facebook changed some privacy settings which angered some users who believed that they had a right to privacy with stuff they shared on the site. Some folks ever started a movement called QuitFacebookDay.com over it.
As a person who does internet development, a long time blogger, and someone who “gets the internet,” I just wanted to give you a reality check.
You don’t have privacy, anywhere. If you think you do– you have never read those little contracts you sign, user agreements that you click “yes” to in order to use sites or software, nor read a single privacy policy on nearly every commercial website on the planet.
I don’t want to scare you, but here is a snapshot of the data “we the internet people” collect from you every single day. We don’t do much with this… but we collect this information:
If you don’t see https: (the “s” means that the area of the site is certified as secure by someone like VeriSign. Of course, certified and verified as such are two different things.) in the address bar, you shouldn’t have any perception of privacy.
What is interesting to me about the privacy concerns is that the stuff that people are worried about– is typically happening in real life! Don’t want future employers to see you dancing on a table while intoxicated? Sheesh, don’t blame Facebook for that, blame your drunk self! Don’t want one group of people to know something about you? Don’t talk about it on Twitter!
The irony of the privacy concerns is that people have willingly agreed to the terms of service and have willingly posted content to websites that they now don’t want put in the public.
It makes me gigle. No one ever told you this was private, you just thought it was.
There is no such thing as “internet privacy.”
As a web developer, you need to know how much value that 99% of website owners put on this data. If a sites privacy policy says they won’t share that information– 99% of organizations won’t. Their reputation is on the line. And there are plenty of watchdogs and lawyers all to happy to create legal grief for those who violate their privacy policies.
Companies may (and most do) use it for their own purposes as outlined in the privacy policy. The funny part is that collecting and learning from this information makes you love most sites instead of loathe them. Most people like it that iTunes or Amazon.com “gets to know their preferences” and make recommendations to you. Statistics show you are much more likely to click on, and buy from, advertisers who target their ads to your preferences. If you are called to appear in court, you’d be happy to know that your cell phone can provide an alibi.
When I was a high school student, youth pastors preached about the ills of compartmentalism all the time. The irony is that todays privacy-free society has those same people crying for just a little compartmentalization!
My recommendation is not to flee. It’s to live an honest and transparent life. If you live in a way where you have nothing to hide than your level of privacy is rather innocuous.
But the opposite is also true, as well. If you are going places you ought not go or doing things you know are naughty… you are just building up the evidence against yourself. Somewhere someone already knows. And everything you are doing leaves a breadcrumb to your future embarrassment.

So, today I turn 34. Dang I am old. Here’s how long I’m going to lament about getting older. (One mississippi, two mississippi, three mississippi.)
That’s enough self-pity. I feel better now.
Now back to being bossy.
I’m not much of a birthday guy. I like other people’s birthdays. I love my children’s birthdays. But I don’t really get into my birthday. Maybe I have daddy issues? Maybe I am not over getting a Grover birthday cake when I was 5 when I really wanted a Cookie Monster cake? Or maybe I’m just socially awkward? Who cares… let’s talk about what you can do for me on my birthday.
Three ways that you can celebrate my birthday which will make me smile.
Thanks to Andrea and a few others who mentioned to me that my RSS was messed up on my blog.
It took a little messing around but I found the problem. Yes, it was tied to the hack that occurred earlier in May.
Literally, three characters in a line of code. Story of my life!
I also heard that some users may have problems leaving a comment. (Something about creating an account at Yahoo! Trust me, I’m a Google guy, I’d never make you do that.)
If you are on a Windows computer or a Mac Firefox user, please press F5 to clear the cache on your computer/browser for this site. If that doesn’t clear it up, please send me an email at mclanea@gmail.com so I can help.
We have a very loud bird outside of our house. Any thoughts we had of buying the kids a parakeet are now gone. Click on the link and you’ll know what I mean.

Have you ever had a colossal failure in your work? The type of failure that you just want to look around at everyone and yell, “Jenga!”
I had one of these recently. A project failed so badly– I felt like the kid who struck out in the last inning with a man on third.
Here are a few things I try to take away from a failure:
If you are like me and like the show Whale Wars, you’ll find this interesting. More info on the sinking of the Sea Shepherd ship Ady Gil by Japanese whalers.