Halloween: a Garza Tale, the General

No one knows where the name the “General” had started, though his mother, simply calls him Marco. After vanquishing the Flounder Kaiju monsters for the 4th time yesterday in the waters off Honeymoon Beach Island, Florida, the “General,” had returned to fight another more destructive beast. This time he had engaged in a prolonged battle against the vicious Turtle Kaiju of Wekiva Springs, Florida from the Nature Center. Though victorious, he had been injured in battle and relegated to a walking cane.

Today, he has returned to take the fight to the Pumpkin Pie Kaiju. This army of one, had vowed to fight these ongoing threats. The question had still remained, who will protect us from him?

Join him in Lake Mary, Florida for his afternoon showdown with the menacing Pumpkin Pie Kaiju!

“Today, we are canceling the Pumpkin apocalypse!” – General Garza

Facing the Pumpkin Pie Kaiju, the General was victorious and ready for a rematch to protect his honor!

General

Read More:

Pacific Rim (IMDB)
Honeymoon Beach Island, Florida (GarzaFX)
Wekiva Springs, Florida (GarzaFX)

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Review: Appalachian Impressions

Rating: Worth a spin for anyone considering a lengthy hike.

Wrapping up a Appalachian Trail Conservancy membership drive, the documentary, Appalachian Impressions (2005) had painted a pragmatic picture of hiking the A.T. It had started in Georgia showing the crowds starting in early Spring. Then the film had progressed through all 14 states. It had earnestly detailed some of the hardships from wear and tear on feet through overpacking gear. It had also highlighted the mental toll on hikers moving through different physical landmarks. It had detailed the charity of various individuals and organizations providing “trail magic.” “Trail magic” had simply meant food or drink for free for hikers. The film had offered witness to the community between hikers. If you had considered a protracted hike on the AT, check this film out.

Read more:
Appalachian Impressions (IMDB)

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St. John’s River Cruise @ Orange City, Florida

Yesterday, I had driven out to Blue Springs State Park for St. John’s River Cruise. Few things I had reminded myself before booking this ride:

1) Reservation required.
2) Subject to weather.
3) $6 parking fee for entrance into Blue Springs State Park.
4) Tours 10 a.m. and 1 p.m.

Since purchasing this off Groupon, I had targeted a weekday to avoid crowds. With a 1 PM launch time, the reservation agent had recommended being there 30 minutes in advance.

After boarding, the boat had embarked on the 2-hour tour. Moving onto the river system, the captain had provided historical details regarding commerce history of the surrounding area. He had continued offering insight to indegenous plants, birds, and reptiles on the banks of the river. He had stopped a few times along the trip to ensure good photops. If thirsty or hunger, snacks and water had sold for .50 and $1 respectively. A specialized bathroom was also available for those requiring a potty break. This tour had seemed ideal for the avid naturist or passive water bound activity. I had originally purchased this for my mom, but could work for anyone.

More information:
St. John’s River Cruises
Address: 2100 W. French Avenue, Orange City, Florida
Phone: 386-917-0724

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Office 365 & ADFS: Compiler Error Message: CS0101: The namespace ‘Resources’ already contains a definition for ‘CommonResources’

Over the past month, I had participated in bringing Office 365 to our corporate environment. Working with respective team mates, all that had remained some login customizations and an email announcement. Reviewing a previously referenced Microsoft technet article, I had thought this should be a piece of cake.

Going through one of three ADFS proxy servers, I had started going through the customization directions from Customizing the ADFS forms based login page. The first couple of files, I had updated per article. Before making any changes, I had made a copy of each file, just in case of human error. Moving onto the directory C:\inetpub\adfs\ls\App_GlobalResources, I had repeated the same steps on the file, CommonResources.en.resx.

After testing, I had received a generic .net error. Having a long day, I had concluded a syntax error somewhere. More often than I had liked to admit, an errant space or another syntax faux paux, usually the source of a .net error. After some proof reading, nothing had seemed out of sorts. In the interest of time, I had rolled back the original file by updating the file name.

Example:
CommonResources.en.resx
CommonResources.en.resx.backup

However, much to my chagrin, I had still received the generic .net error. After some reflection, I had started to look at file dates and alternate servers. After some frustration, I had worked my way inside out. Beginning with an internal ADFS server, I had copied the same custom files over. At this point, I had received the error message below. I had looked at line 25. Nothing had appeared incorrect. Going back to the error, I had deduced maybe having both files the cause of the message. I had copied the extra files to my server desktop. Testing again on the ADFS server, the error had cleared. I had repeated the same method on the ADFS proxy server with similar success. So with much jubilation, I had completed the customizations today and promptly exited the building.

.net Error message:

Server Error in ‘/adfs/ls’ Application.
Compilation Error
Description: An error occurred during the compilation of a resource required to service this request. Please review the following specific error details and modify your source code appropriately.

Compiler Error Message: CS0101: The namespace ‘Resources’ already contains a definition for ‘CommonResources’

Source Error:

[No relevant source lines]

Source File: c:\Windows\Microsoft.NET\Framework64\v2.0.50727\Temporary ASP.NET Files\adfs_ls\a6c27ef8\7adb2961\App_GlobalResources.h4pqoe46.2.cs Line: 25

Show Detailed Compiler Output:

c:\windows\system32\inetsrv> “C:\Windows\Microsoft.NET\Framework64\v2.0.50727\csc.exe” /t:library /utf8output /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.Runtime.Serialization\3.0.0.0__b77a5c561934e089\System.Runtime.Serialization.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.IdentityModel\3.0.0.0__b77a5c561934e089\System.IdentityModel.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.Web.Extensions\3.5.0.0__31bf3856ad364e35\System.Web.Extensions.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\Microsoft.IdentityModel\3.5.0.0__31bf3856ad364e35\Microsoft.IdentityModel.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.Web.Services\2.0.0.0__b03f5f7f11d50a3a\System.Web.Services.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_64\System.Web\2.0.0.0__b03f5f7f11d50a3a\System.Web.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.Web.Mobile\2.0.0.0__b03f5f7f11d50a3a\System.Web.Mobile.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_64\System.Data\2.0.0.0__b77a5c561934e089\System.Data.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.Data.DataSetExtensions\3.5.0.0__b77a5c561934e089\System.Data.DataSetExtensions.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.WorkflowServices\3.5.0.0__31bf3856ad364e35\System.WorkflowServices.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.Drawing\2.0.0.0__b03f5f7f11d50a3a\System.Drawing.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\Microsoft.IdentityServer\6.1.0.0__31bf3856ad364e35\Microsoft.IdentityServer.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_64\System.EnterpriseServices\2.0.0.0__b03f5f7f11d50a3a\System.EnterpriseServices.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.Xml.Linq\3.5.0.0__b77a5c561934e089\System.Xml.Linq.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System\2.0.0.0__b77a5c561934e089\System.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\Microsoft.NET\Framework64\v2.0.50727\mscorlib.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.ServiceModel\3.0.0.0__b77a5c561934e089\System.ServiceModel.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.Configuration\2.0.0.0__b03f5f7f11d50a3a\System.Configuration.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.Core\3.5.0.0__b77a5c561934e089\System.Core.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.Xml\2.0.0.0__b77a5c561934e089\System.Xml.dll” /R:”C:\Windows\assembly\GAC_MSIL\System.ServiceModel.Web\3.5.0.0__31bf3856ad364e35\System.ServiceModel.Web.dll” /out:”C:\Windows\Microsoft.NET\Framework64\v2.0.50727\Temporary ASP.NET Files\adfs_ls\a6c27ef8\7adb2961\App_GlobalResources.h4pqoe46.dll” /debug- /optimize+ /res:”C:\Windows\Microsoft.NET\Framework64\v2.0.50727\Temporary ASP.NET Files\adfs_ls\a6c27ef8\7adb2961\resources.commonresources.en___copy.resources” /res:”C:\Windows\Microsoft.NET\Framework64\v2.0.50727\Temporary ASP.NET Files\adfs_ls\a6c27ef8\7adb2961\resources.commonresources.en.backup.resources” /res:”C:\Windows\Microsoft.NET\Framework64\v2.0.50727\Temporary ASP.NET Files\adfs_ls\a6c27ef8\7adb2961\resources.commonresources.resources” /w:4 /nowarn:1659;1699;1701 “C:\Windows\Microsoft.NET\Framework64\v2.0.50727\Temporary ASP.NET Files\adfs_ls\a6c27ef8\7adb2961\App_GlobalResources.h4pqoe46.0.cs” “C:\Windows\Microsoft.NET\Framework64\v2.0.50727\Temporary ASP.NET Files\adfs_ls\a6c27ef8\7adb2961\App_GlobalResources.h4pqoe46.1.cs” “C:\Windows\Microsoft.NET\Framework64\v2.0.50727\Temporary ASP.NET Files\adfs_ls\a6c27ef8\7adb2961\App_GlobalResources.h4pqoe46.2.cs” “C:\Windows\Microsoft.NET\Framework64\v2.0.50727\Temporary ASP.NET Files\adfs_ls\a6c27ef8\7adb2961\App_GlobalResources.h4pqoe46.3.cs”

Microsoft (R) Visual C# 2005 Compiler version 8.00.50727.4927
for Microsoft (R) Windows (R) 2005 Framework version 2.0.50727
Copyright (C) Microsoft Corporation 2001-2005. All rights reserved.

c:\Windows\Microsoft.NET\Framework64\v2.0.50727\Temporary ASP.NET Files\adfs_ls\a6c27ef8\7adb2961\App_GlobalResources.h4pqoe46.2.cs(25,18): error CS0101: The namespace ‘Resources’ already contains a definition for ‘CommonResources’
c:\Windows\Microsoft.NET\Framework64\v2.0.50727\Temporary ASP.NET Files\adfs_ls\a6c27ef8\7adb2961\App_GlobalResources.h4pqoe46.0.cs(11,11): (Location of symbol related to previous error)

Version Information: Microsoft .NET Framework Version:2.0.50727.5472; ASP.NET Version:2.0.50727.5474

Read more:
Customizing the ADFS forms based login page (blogs.technet.com/b/stevenha/)

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Freak out: Flounder, snakes, and a bear…

Over the past couple of weeks, I had crafted a few of my finer moments in courage. Of course, I had said that with certain degree of sarcasm. After visiting Honeymoon Island, Florida, three different weekends, I had stepped on a flounder each time wading in the shallow surf. Reflecting on each moment, I had echoed the same surprise. My visceral reaction had channeled Nathan Lane from the movie Bird Cage. Okay, maybe that was over the top but, unbecoming of the stoic nature of an adult male none the less. Perhaps, childhood memories of living in the Bahamas had etched into my mind the larger than average, stingrays, eels and barracudas. All three of which had cruised in similar shallow waters.

Maybe psychological closure had played a role in this fear. Whether Monty Python and the Holy Grail’s killer rabbit or Ridley Scott’s Alien, each had projected a fear of the unknown with frame and shadow. Hiking recently in northern Florida, I had come across two snakes on the same trip. The first, a constrictor, had rustled back into underbrush with my advancing. The other, a three foot diamond back, had laid just off the trail on a hillside. Both had expressed no aggression, but what of their brethren down the line? While pacing through the low lying brush, I had recalled the quote,”Don’t you tread on me?” The snake on that flag had seemed really pissed off.

Jogging with a friend a couple weekends ago, a biker had proclaimed a bear on the trail. After slowing down, a young lady in pink had mentioned the animal moving back into the woods. After watching a YouTube video of a bear rushing a hunter in a tree, I had thought,”Oh well.” This weekend, I had caught a passing glimpse of this bear on the first leg of the trek. Returning back the same way from jogging, I had run across the same Florida brown bear. It had decided to cross the trail during my approach. At this point, I hadn’t stored enough energy to even care. I had focused on more pressing matters like the sun, pain and hydration. Luckily, the bear had moved back into trees. As with all things in nature and the trail, it had earned a respect and a different perspective, just a matter of not freaking out with fear.

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Werner-Boyce Salt Springs State Park @ Port Richey, Florida

This state park had offered about 4,000 acres for various activities from hiking, fishing and canoeing. For reference, I had not confused this land for Salt Springs in the Ocala National Forest. Visiting two entrances off US 19, hiking trails and port-o-potties had immediately been visible for any weary travelers. After making a quick visit to the northern entrance, I had ventured down to the southern entrance. Keep your eyes open, I had effortlessly driven by the southern entrance by the nearby Walmart. After parking, I had noticed surrounding acreage a recent target of controlled burns. Walking down one of the hiking trails, the park was exceptionally quiet. Upon nearing the water, I had come across some folks fishing in the salt marsh. For a quick or extended excursion, I had thought this park a great choice for avoiding the hustle of the Tampa Bay area.

Werner-Boyce Salt Springs State Park address was 9120 Old Post Rd, Port Richey, Florida. Admission was $3 for those without an annual Florida State park pass.

Read More:
Werner-Boyce Salt Springs State Park (www.floridastateparks.org)

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Review: Bad Grandpa

Rating: Worth $5 – $8 matinee

The draw of this film was a twist on familiar jackass themes of bathroom humor and over the top action. This go around, Johnny Knoxville had transformed into an elder gentleman mourning the death of his wife. The new perspective had come in the form of small boy as his grandson. The device of a grandson had provided a unique freshness on gorilla style comedy routines.

As a pair, these two actors had delivered two of the four big setups in the movie. One scene had started out in a restaurant with farting. The other had used a child beauty pageant as a backdrop. The last two setups had delivered Knoxville with intriguing situations at a gas station and a bar.

Bad Grandpa hadn’t tried to be high class art. It had focused on entertaining with visceral reactions. If you had liked previous Jackass outings, check this out for matinee.

Read More:
Bad Grandpa (IMDB)
Johnny Knoxville (Wikipedia)

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Greeks, Octopus and Mama Maria’s @ Tarpon Springs, Florida

Over the past few months, I had driven around the Tampa area, visiting various Florida State parks. Tarpon Springs had come up in a conversation with a fellow co-worker and a friend’s posting on Facebook. After leaving Weeki Wachee Springs State Park, I had plotted a course for a restaurant in Tarpon Springs.

Despite having the word “springs” in the city name, this town had evolved from a history of sponge diving. Interestingly enough, that reputation had matured under the immigration of Greek nationals. Tarpon Springs, Florida had provided the highest density of Greek population within the United States. As I had driven south on 19, two things appear; Dunkin Donut shops and a Mediterranean influence.

Starving from a swim earlier in the day, I had pulled into Mama Maria’s for sustenance. My co-worker had recommended their calamari; however, I had opted for a new adventure. I had taken up the waitress’s suggestion of grilled octopus. I had immediately consumed the smaller ends of the tendrils upon the dish hitting my table. With a mix of herbs, lemon and butter, the entree had started off well. Working my way up to thicker portions of the tentacles, the octopus had become more an exercise in chewing, than a pleasurable consumption of seafood. Satisfying my hunger, I had taken a ride by the city’s historical docks. Near the water, the Greek influence had become more pronounced with the various eateries and shops. With the day turning to dusk, I had cut this portion of my Saturday drive short. I had then proceeded off to another random detour off 19 to the waters off Honeymoon Island, before ending the night in Tampa, Florida.

Read More:
Tarpon Springs, Florida (Wikipedia)
The Original Mama Maria’s Greek Cuisine (theoriginalmamamarias.com)

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Review: About Time

Rating: Worth a matinee of $8 bucks.

From director and writer, Richard Curtis, a story about a family of men that had shared a secret of time travel. Curtis’s previous works had included Notting Hill, Love Actually and the Notebook. Playing the family patriarch, Bill Nighy of Underworld fame, had revealed the time traveling talent to his son, Tim. The film had explored the variations on Tim’s romantic encounters culminating in marriage to love interest Mary, actress Rachael McAdams. The story had then progressed into more serious territory regarding addiction, death and a family’s response to both.

With vulnerable charm, the movie had espoused living in the present regardless of the tragedies in life. It had also captured the subtle nuasances that go along with courtships and life long relationships. Bill Nigh’s scenes had provided the film’s emotional center. His scene stealing performances had made the two hour runtime worthwhile. The draw for me, time travel, had taken a back seat to the theme of script. It had communicated the point of savoring life every day.

About Time trailer (YouTube)

Read More:
About Time (IMDB)
Richard Curtis (IMDB)
Bill Nighy (Wikipedia)

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Weeki Wachee Springs State Park @ Weeki Wachee, Florida

Heading west on highway 50 for about 2 hours, we had arrived at Weeki Wachee State Park. Navigating the online park photos, the large swimming area had increased the appeal of this visit. Another selling point, the Mermaid Theater had intrigued us with a theater performance by water borne actresses.

Walking into the park. we had noticed the current Mermaid performance at capacity. After resigning ourselves to some photo ops, we had walked around the premises, noticing a stray peacock and the swimming area. Upon entering the water, I had seen decommissioned water slides. I had imagined how fun that might have been, if operational. Because of the Mermaid Theater, a floating divider had also shaved off access to large portion of the springs. Once in the water, the average depth had approached five feet. Moving toward the dive platform, the depth had gone down about twenty feet. The dive platform had provided for a good 30-45 minutes of enjoyment, in lieu of other park shortcomings.

The park had provided quite a few offerings for smaller children with different playground equipment and faux petting zoo. They had decorated some of the facility gearing up for Halloween festivities. For a family with young kids, this had seemed ideal for a visit. However, like an old man asking me about the lack of ladies in a shot of the boardwalk, it had lacked certain adult fare.

Read more:
Weeki Wachee State Park (Florida State Parks)

Weeki Wachee, Florida (Wikipedia)

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Traffic stop @ 3 am

I had just returned from a lengthy road trip across the State of Florida. I had already started reflecting on the various locations and moments in my mind. One thing I had thought worth mentioning, a 3 am traffic stop by Wakulla County PD. Now, I had recalled plenty of negative coverage by media outlets over the years on bad cops; however, how many times do we think of those moments when a police officer had just done their job to protect and serve?

Passing through Wakulla County, I had seen the flashing of red and blue in the rear view mirror. After getting pulled over, I had thought, “This is going to make Monday suck!” That feeling emanated from maybe being little heavy on the gas pedal after just waking up. Approaching the vehicle, the officer had inquired about the purpose for being in his jurisdiction. I had responded with visiting Wakulla Springs and camping in Apalachicola Forest. He had followed up with asking, “Would anything return from running the license?” I had quickly responded, “No!” The officer then had gone to his car to communicate with dispatch. Upon returning, he had sent us on our way with a warning.

What luck, especially considering all the municipalities that had orchestrated speed traps for revenue. Then, I had thought about the context of our interaction. We had nothing to hide, less my menacing facial hair. Also, I had offered quick, honest answers. Probably the most important thing, I had recalled my body language. My left hand had laid out the window with right one on the wheel. Recalling a friend doing patrols as an officer, he had mentioned how stressful the first few minutes of interacting with the general public during a traffic stop. I had wanted to take a moment in underscoring that perspective. The purpose was not to avoid a citation but, the officer’s experience. After all, police officers had wanted to get home just like rest of us.

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On the road again, across Florida

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Hitting the road yesterday from Orlando, Florida, I had ventured across a sea of different towns. Each had offered a different experience ranging from under a hunter’s moon to underground. Looking forward to wrapping up trip, I had wanted to provide a quick update before arriving at next destination. Here was a partial list of the points on the map:

Tampa
Tallahassee
Tarpon Springs
Brookesville
Chipley
Marianna
Crawfordville

Florida State Seminoles @ Clemson Tigers

A few years ago, I had hung with a friend celebrating the birthday of an old mentor. While we had waited for seating, inevitably the state of FSU football became the hot topic. I had remembered this old mentor forecasting a national championship from Jimbo Fisher in short order. Another fan, a COO at work, had equally riled himself up regarding the transition from Bobby Bowden. In my mind, I had thought “What had the FSU offense done to garner such fever?” In comparison, Gus Malzahn at Auburn had mustered offense performances worthy of note, up through a BCS national championship.

During the Fisher era, the Seminoles had plenty of raw talent. It had decent defense, good receivers and a few running backs to boot; however, the Noles had a few notable losses to UF, Oklahoma and NC State. Yes, NC State, what had happened during that game? This loss more than any other had marked the mental focus of the program. Despite enough talent, play calling and a slow start had led us to defeat to an inferior opponent. This lack of intensity had provided the seeds of defeatism. I had felt flung back to 90s with overly cautious play calling from the various Miami wide-right fiascos.

So far this college football season, I had avoided getting sucked into this mental trap of disappointment. I had received passing compliments from friends and family about FSU’s Quarterback, Winston. My nephew had texted,” Winston is a beast,” tempting propaganda from a Miami fan. This had made for a seductive statement to get emotionally invested. Still after thinking about watching tonight’s game live or on a box score, had Jimbo finally selected “the one?” Had Winston’s raw talent exceeded the balance sheet of any other offensive shortcomings?

Either way, hopefully the ACC had an opportunity to raise its profile in the BCS. I had hoped after tonight maybe, just maybe, to bite into the bait dangling from the FSU program. Go Noles!

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WordPress @ 100 posts

Cresting on the century mark, I had pondered what new adventures and opinions to share? Hopefully up to this point, I had illuminated some fact, place or thought to expand the possibilities of living. An overriding theme for my posts had embodied condensing water cooler conversations with family, friends and co-workers. From those conversations, I had arrived at a place between inspiration and consternation. What had made certain moments memorable? What moments had risen to the level of being worthy of communicating to another human?

Someone had recently asked about my blogging,”Run out of ideas yet?” I had recalled,”Only time.” Over the past two weeks, life had thrown a few standard curve balls (I.e. working late, head cold, bum knee). So I had unremarkably felt guilty for resting versus writing. Somehow, these common occurrences, lacking an epiphany or life altering solution had seemed unworthy of articulating online. In reaching for moments that transcend my ego, I had wanted to chart a course of avoiding undue verbosity. I had a few reasons for dabbling on WordPress. One fundamental reason had aimed for extracting key elements of exceptional living by stringing together words, pictures and sometimes video that reflect my individuality. In channeling WordPress into daily activities, it had offered a new avenue of enriching my life. From the mental perspiration, something organic had arrived. The game had changed. An idea had become a living entity.

To the question of, “What is inside you?” I had jokingly thought, “Maybe another 10 posts or 10 minutes editing.” Maybe the goal had symbolized the brightness of a hunter’s moon. That light, like WordPress, had fallen upon my harvest to share, but for how long? Simply I had not known how many more minutes editing from my iPhone. As for what I had planned for writing next? This had all depended on where the Florida roads, a friend, and time allow tomorrow.

Stand-Up PaddleBoarding – Manatee Cove Park @ Merritt Island, Florida

After jogging for 13 miles on a Saturday, I had headed out to Merritt Island, Florida for 2 PM rendezvous on the Banana River. Upon arriving at Manatee Cover Park, Nate, the guide for the day, had introduced us to couple of paddle boards. After getting some instruction, I had hoisted myself topside. Balancing on my two feet at the midpoint of the board, I had started moving across the water’s surface. Paddling out about 50 feet, something unexpected had come our way. Much to my surprise, a manatee had started maneuvering underneath us. According to Nate, they had earned a reputation for being very playful in this area. It had taken about 15-20 minutes for first animal to approach our seafaring vessels. Despite murky brown waters, I had connected on a primal level because of the manatees’ interaction. For an example, one had bumped my friend’s board gazing up with his eyes. That experience alone had provided a new perspective and respect for these docile creatures. Up to this point in my life, the only other mammals that had mimicked this behavior, cats and dogs. Another trait regarding manatees, Nate had mentioned the manatee’s love of fresh water. I had recalled some pranksters using this vulnerability for a means of pulling a childish and illegal act on YouTube.

Stand-Up Paddle Boarding - Manatee Cove Park @ Merritt Island, Florida @ garzafx.com

Photo courtesy of renegade399

Ending a bit of hide and seek with the manatees, the paddle boarding lesson had commenced. As a group, we had navigated around a protected island for pelicans and their young. Coming around the island and a pair of fishermen, the real exercised had started. With wind coming off the coast, the current had pushed back on the group. The trick in paddling had become apparent by pushing off the right side. The crosswind had pushed back from the left enabling a straight line to our destination. Reaching the halfway point of the excursion, we had moved back up the shoreline. Returning to our launch area , the manatees had presented another opportunity for their playful behavior. With 20 minutes to spare, two pairs of the group had broken off floating around the animals. Coming back to shore, after the two hour adventure, I had enjoyed the paddle boarding considerably more than the passive action of my Crystal River outing.

According to Nate, manatee activity had increased along this park with mating season pushing into the fall. Normally, the guided tour had cost $80, but check out pricing on Amazon Local for half the cost. If you hadn’t been keen on this kind of voyage, check out the park from the shore for fishing or just the sunset. Otherwise, I had hoped you consider hitting the road for active cruise on the surface of the Banana River.

More information:
Go Paddle Board Cocoa Beach’s Website: www.gopaddleboardcocoabeach.com / Phone: 321-848-2486
Manatee Cove Park @ Merritt Island, Florida is located 4905 N. Tropical Trail, Merritt Island, FL 32953

Read More:
Manatees (Wikipedia)
Manatees & Tarpon of Crystal River, Florida (GarzaFX.com)
Blue Springs State Park, Florida (GarzaFX.com)

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Photo courtesy of renegade399

5 reasons why politicians are a threat to the republic

“Are you aware you are being illegal?” – from the song Election Day, Arcadia

Due to other pursuits, I had ignored most of the insanity of American politicians as of late. With the impeding fiscal fiasco, I had many negative feelings about the inability of our elected officials to act responsibly. Rest assured, if these people had any skin in the game, reason would prevail in our republic.

I had thought numerous times this month, “What idea would communicate a means to act or be accountable?” Anything reasonable and responsible had alluded my mind in pursuit of that answer. Elections, as course of remediation, had transformed into a “joke” on the general US population. At the top of the ballot, I had voted for Pat Buchanan, Ross Perot, Al Gore, Barack Obama, and Mitt Romney. Down ballot I had mixed it up rotating parties. None of this had made a “dimes worth of difference” to quote the infamous George Wallace. As matter of history, incumbents had survived popular sentiment on average. If successful in defeating incumbents, their replacements had coalesced to the influence of lobbyists, the rich and the powerful. We had seen the same reality including insider trading by politicians, trade in-balance with China, Federal Reserve policy devaluing currency, bank bailouts, corporate tax welfare (i.e. oil companies, Apple, Google, etc.). It had all mocked the spirit of democracy. Taking Chris Matthews’ book, Hardball to heart, “It’s not who you know, it’s who you get to know.” Quite frankly, the common lay person had not possessed enough money or power to get to know the right people, or even start a super Pac. The duplicitous nature of federal politicians had communicated a clear message, “Smile, take the money and run.” What other job had offered no accountability? Is this what we had asked our fellow citizens in the military service to protect, corruption?  What had become of “Taxation without representation?” No up or down votes on individual line items, anonymous additions to bills in legislative committee, executive exemptions to Obamacare, it had all reiterated a message to act or be irrelevant. The value of free speech had only found value in full measures.

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What of those 5 examples I had thought threaten our way of life by politicians?

1. U.S. Federal Reserve gave out $16.1 trillion in emergency loans to U.S. and foreign financial institutions (www.sanders.senate.gov)

2. You Can’t Occupy This (Slate)

3. How much longer will the dollar be the world’s reserve currency? (humanevents.com)

4. National Defense Resources Preparedness Executive Order of March 16 (huffingtonpost.com)

5. Death of Habeas Corpus (nbcnews.com)

Government entities like the IRS, NSA, Homeland Security, and more, had held the common man accountable; however, all had steered clear of Washington D.C. In broad daylight had existed the rotting corpse of our republic. Some had asked, “What can they do?” For a while I had focused on quoting Jefferson but, reference #4 above. Perhaps, I had over dramatized fact. What had you thought? Had you thought of a better solution to our quagmire?

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Images from: Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith and Arcadia’s Election Day

Review: Gravity

Rating: Worth a matinee on a big screen.

Summary:  In the second week of release, I had wanted to originally skip this movie like a rogue asteroid. This rational had surrounded the casting of two Hollywood heavyweights, Sandra Bullock and George Clooney. Their collective science fiction offerings had provided an abysmal to non-existent track record. For starters, George Clooney’s last voyage in space, Solaris (2002), had embodied the metaphor as lifeless as the vortex of a black hole. On the other hand, Sandra Bullock hadn’t necessarily worked successfully in any dramatic performances since Speed (1994).

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Upfront, Gravity’s tempo had dispensed immediately with exposition by thrusting into space Dr. Ryan Stone, Sandra Bullock. Providing calm, George Clooney had depicted Matt Kowalski as the practical and ego-centric veteran. The opening sequence, many thereafter, had demonstrated the film’s ability in composing on the edge, dramatic excitement. At times, you had figuratively felt yourself falling into the chaotic action. Rotating camera angles and zoomed out views had reinforced the remote perspectives of the script’s characters. Another element, audio had focused on the astronauts’ experience of breathing, the silence of space, and radio communications. Along with selective application of the music score, audio had further underlined the emotion impact of the action. Anchoring the other two elements, the theme of man versus nature had driven the story. With that theme, the characters had explored their own responses to adversity. In exploring that frailty, the film had reaffirmed a theme of mine, “What’s inside you?” In the context of the life’s impromptu challenges, we had not known the answer without challenging ourselves or getting up when knocked down.

While leveraging core elements of great cinema, Gravity had changed my opinion of Bullock and Clooney. Gravity’s expansive shots of the earth and space had rightfully deserved the canvas of a large movie screen. In the end though, the merits of the story had won me over.

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Speed (IMDB)

Solaris (IMDB)

Gravity (IMDB)

Gamble Rogers Memorial State Recreation Area @ Flagler Beach, Florida

Off highway A1A in Florida, I had pulled into Gamble Rogers Memorial State Recreation Area at Flagler Beach. Parking on the side of the road going northbound, I had hobbled out my vehicle on an aggravated right knee. Coming down the boardwalk for beach access, the orange sands had contrasted with the rich green colors of the turbulent Atlantic Ocean. After making a quick entry into the surf, I had noticed a significant undercurrent; however, unlike Canaveral National Shores in Titusville, this turbulence had decreased with the drop off in depth. With the sunshine providing different colored hues of the seafloor, my mind had kept mistaking shadows and sand for a seafaring predator like a shark.

Moving back onto the beach, the sand was cool, soft and firm. Thankfully, it had lacked the stone washed rocks of the shallow shores of Honeymoon Island, Florida. Near the sand dunes, sea oats had moved casually around in the light breeze. Nearing the base of the sea oats, numerous ghost crab holes had lined the sandy slopes up and down the shoreline. At the threshold of dunes had appeared a large depression. Approaching closer, this hole had seemed the size of large turtle, perhaps a nest? Examining tiny track markings, I had wondered, baby turtles or scavenging crabs?

Turning my back to the dunes, I had gazed upon my friend swimming against the dark waves. A slight bit of fear had entered my mind. Should a swimming emergency arise, what kind of strength and courage had I housed? What if I had lacked the potential for handling such an event? Years ago, a local musician had attempted a rescue of drowning man on this very beach. He had done this despite age and an advanced arthritic condition. In the end, both men had perished in the rough seas. What had survived? The story of a selfless act for a fellow man, which posthumously had earned Gamble Roger recognition as the area’s namesake. On this day, this stretch of beach had provided entertainment but, also a piece of ironic introspection.

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Gamble Rogers Memorial State Recreation Area at Flagler Beach, Florida (Florida State Park)

Gamble Rogers (Wikipedia)

Review: Revive’s Solar Panel – Panel 360 as recommended by Cnet contributor, Rick Broida

Rating: Looking for another product and recommendations.

Summary: After reading an article from Cnet titled,”Get a solar-powered mobile device charger for $19.99,” I had wanted to buy this product for various travel excursions. Over the years, I had learned to trust Cnet as an online news source for technology. After all, the contributor, Rick Broida had placed into the subheading,” This slim, lightweight panel can hang off your bag or backpack, capturing the sun’s plentiful rays for endless on-the-go power.”  Later in the article, he had looked for feedback from some of his audience. So for $20 and a carabiner clip, I had figured, “Why not?”

After waiting a few days, I had received a small box with the Revive’s Solar ReStore – Panel 360 inside. On the first test, I had tried charging my older Iphone 3GS. I had quickly received a prompt, “Charging is not supported with this accessory.” At first, I had chalked the message up to the age of the device, Apple’s proprietary nature and a frayed connector cable. Out at Honeymoon Island beaches in Florida, I had tested the Panel 360 on a friend’s HTC mobile phone. Soaking in the sun rays, his Droid device and a digital camera had increased in power. A few weeks later, I had received my newer iPhone 5s. Upon hooking up the charger outside, everything had looked good. After returning from a swim, I had noticed no increase in power level. This was a bit of disappointment. On Tuesday of this week, I had figured give it another try with the new iPhone 5s. Plugging in the Revive Panel, I had again received, “This accessory may not be supported.” Returning to the original blog posting, I had read comments from various readers including the contributor. Three points of substance had illuminated my power debacle. One dealt with power ratings of mA vs. maH. In relation to electrical charge, mA (milli-Amps) had meant power output at any one time. MaH (milla-Amps/hr) had defined the constant delivery of power from a device (i.e. like from a battery). The second fact had come from another post from a reseller’s YouTube video. Comments there had explicitly mentioned lack of support for Apple’s iPhones and Samsung’s Galaxy Note. In the original post from the contributor or marketing material, there had stated no technical limitations, over than supporting “mp3 players, cameras, and smart phones.” Posting some trailing comments on a blog, had seemed somewhat deficient, if not outright “shady.” To gain further enlightenment, I had searched for the electrical output for standard USB ports. Standard USB 2.0 ports had provided output of 500 mA and 900 mA for USB 3.0. This rating had provided adequate for any of my “mp3 players and smart phones,” regardless of vendor! Closing out my searches, the last fact was the ability of solar panel solution storing power in rechargeable battery and maH level. This fact had started my search for a newer solar panel product.

As a consumer, this purchasing decision had reinforced facts losing out to the flash of quick content delivery. In the end, this appraisal had encapsulated my criticism of Rick Broida’s piece, the marketing copy by ReVive and maybe even the reseller, AccessoryPower. Spending $20 on a tech gadget, small fry stuff, time I had lost, insulting.

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Ampere-Hour (Wikipedia)
Get a solar-powered mobile device charger for $19.99 (Cnet.com)
“This accessory may not be supported” (Apple Forums)
How to charge your smartphone and other USB devices as quickly as possible (ExtremeTech.com)
ReVIVE Solar ReStore Panel 360mA w/ Active USB 5V Charging (YouTube)

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Ginkgo Biloba, Horny Goat Weed and Niacin

“A king has his reign and then he dies. It’s inevitable.” – Meredith Vickers from the film Prometheus.

For most human beings, the quality of living was just as important as length of one’s life span. Part of my quality of living had composed of an ability to interact on an intellectual level. According to some studies, Ginkgo Biloba, as a supplement, had offered no improvement in memory recall in contrasting to placebo. From my own personal experience, I had seen focus and cognitive ability improve substantially, although in spurts. This improvement had matched similar experiences from doing intense cardio workouts for 30 – 60 minutes. Now before proclaiming a silver bullet for the brain, this dietary supplement had come with a few strings. Based on my personal history with anemia, plus a friend with hypertension, this supplement had required care in usage. A person had needed to be in good health for working Gingko into a daily regimen. My friend’s experience with Gingko had left a feeling of being on the edge of coming undone (i.e. high blood pressure). So in the end, if you had internal bleeding or other cardiovascular problems, I had thought important to say, ”Stay away!”

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Combining Horny Goat Weed and Niacin with Gingko, this concoction had provided a small performance increase at the gym. All three of these agents had an interesting property of dilating blood vessels. This substitution had offered a possible replacement from caffeine, sugar, or even the milder Green Tea Extract. Perhaps, this had been the reason for relatively calming effect on my body in the morning. For reference, Niacin had also offered the possibility of lowering bad cholesterol but, with a caveat of daily dose for an adult male (age 41) 35 mg per day. Horny Goat Weed on the other hand, had provided a mix bag for long term usage, with possible positive and negative outcomes. Addressing the 800 lb. pound gorilla or horny goat in the room, I had lacked any story about the potential for increasing one’s libido.

Trying a few different combinations with multiple vitamins and a la carte, I had settled on Pro Lab’s rendition. In summary, Gingko Biloba had received a spot in my hoard of dietary supplements. Why? It had provided a boost in intellectual capacity. It had improved the quality of living before the “inevitable.”

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As always, consult with a medical profession before making changes to your diet and/or review any possible adverse drug interactions.

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Ginkgo Biloba (webmd)

Ginkgo Biloba (mayoclinic.com)

Ginkgo Biloba (Wikipedia)

What is Niacin Flush? (about.com)

Tribulus Terrestris Uses and Risks (webmd)

5 more basic UNIX commands for troubleshooting for a Windows Guy

Recalling another blog this week, 5 CentOS commands for basic troubleshooting for a Windows guy, I had wanted to cover few more UNIX commands. These commands had come in handy recently and in the past.

1. w, for who is logged in to system? Simply type: w

Example of output:

USER     TTY      FROM              LOGIN@   IDLE   JCPU   PCPU WHAT

root     pts/0    garzafx               14:05    0.00s  0.12s  0.00s w

Administering applications requiring UNIX user logons, this command had offered a quick view of the folks being displaced with service restarts or system restarts (i.e. Init 0,1,6 or reboot).

2. man, for help from the manual. If you had needed to get assistance on a command, simply remember, type man followed by what you are looking for! Syntax had followed this example;

man man or man ip a

Example of output:

[root@localhost ~]# man man

man(1)                                                                  man(1)

NAME

man – format and display the on-line manual pages

SYNOPSIS

man  [-acdfFhkKtwW]  [–path]  [-m system] [-p string] [-C config_file]

[-M pathlist] [-P pager] [-B browser] [-H htmlpager] [-S  section_list]

[section] name …

DESCRIPTION

man formats and displays the on-line manual pages.  If you specify sec-

tion, man only looks in that section of the manual.  name  is  normally

the  name of the manual page, which is typically the name of a command,

function, or file.  However, if name contains  a  slash  (/)  then  man

interprets  it  as a file specification, so that you can do man ./foo.5

or even man /cd/foo/bar.1.gz.

3. cp, for copying files. With UNIX configuration files of all sorts, this command had provided quick CYA measure worthy of mentioning. The syntax that UNIX had followed:

cp oldfile.txt newfile.txt

4. mv, for renaming files. Some applications had recreated configuration files on restart. Keeping it simple for this scenario, I had suggested a move in one command;

mv oldfile.txt newfile.txt

5. pf -ef | grep –I, for searching system wide. This command had required a lot of exposition maybe; however, in avoiding verbosity and any confusion, I had thought useful mentioning just the syntax. This piped command had come up multiple times in my travels from AIX to CentOS. Years ago, I had witnessed this command shopping for crash dump files (i.e. core files). The most recent occasion had occurred with hunting down NetworkManager service.

Example of output:

[root@localhost network-scripts]# ps -ef | grep -i network

root      1454     1  0 09:34 ?        00:00:00 NetworkManager –pidfile=/var/run/NetworkManager/NetworkManager.pid

If you had remembered other commands worth mentioning, chime in. Hopefully with your next system administrative crisis with UNIX gremlins, this post had provided some guide to navigating the waters of cli.

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CentOS (Wikipedia)