Departure

 Departure

Mark and I were very much alike. We were analytical, liked to travel, enjoyed art and statuary, and—oh yes, we both enjoyed the finer things in life. He had been to Europe after high school and now it was my turn.   

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Map of my Fantasy trip

Departure day was finally here. We were finally on our way. Make connection at JFK and wake up in the morning in Athens. Sounds good doesn’t it?

Our intensive planning had not included a problem with the East Coast radar grid and our plane leaving without us.

There was a convention in New York and all hotels were full. I ended up getting a reservation at the Crown Plaza in White Plains. I had never been to White Plains and neither had our cab driver. So here we were on our first day of the trip in a cab driven by a foreigner to a place we’ve never been and we hadn’t even left the country.

Have you ever planned something extensively and then watched it fall apart? It reminds me of the oft-repeated adage, “When you’re up to your neck in alligators, it’s hard to remember that your initial task was to drain the swamp.”

I guess since I retired, I forgot how to drain a swamp.

The next morning we returned to NYC and discovered that you can ride a train from White Plains for $10 instead of the $120 we had paid the cab driver.

We walked around NYC for several hours and returned to the airport. Since all of us had been rebooked the flight was really full and we were jammed into the “cough—cough” smoking section. Hopefully tomorrow would be a better day.

More to come

It was Time

It was time!                  MC900019961

This is the opening sentence to an eBook I recently published on Amazon.

Fulfillment is a Place, is a travel narrative that I originally published with B&W photos; who can afford color printing costs? However, the technological improvements made to the Kindle Fire and other readers have now made it possible to use color photos in our publications.

I didn’t realize how much work I was getting into. I took advantage of the opportunity to workdo some editing and then went to the photo albums. After selecting photos I scanned them to digital format.

This little clip is supposed to represent Sisyphus rolling the stone up the hill (kinda poor isn’t it, best that I could do).

The next problem was identification; I knew what the pictures were but how do I tell you.

In a printed book the photos are inserted with a description that stays in place (with the photo). The flexibility of eBooks make this impossible. Fonts can be made larger or smaller thus captions can be separated from the photo.

So what’s the solution: Some people advocate creating a Table with the photo in one row and the caption in a row below this. The table consisting of photo and caption firmly attached is scanned as a jpeg and inserted into the eBook.

I prefer to increase image- canvas size. This leaves the picture the same size but adds space to the top or bottom. The caption can then be typed into this space.

Any other ideas?

Did you all know that you can use color pictures in eBooks? Of course you did.

More to come

 

A Little Help From My Friends

I’ve had a lot of stress recently, most of it self-imposed.

I’m not going into a lot of detail but it was caused by upgrading to a new computer and a new printer.

The first problem I encountered was attempting to print promo copies of my book cover. In the past I used PS Explorer 4 but discovered that it could not be used with Windows 7 X64. I tried various photo printing software packages; none of them would produce the desired size. I could resize the picture but when I went to print it I could not use that size.

Then I realized, I had replaced my old HP Photosmart printer with an HP Officejet printer. It’s a much nicer printer, but lacking some of the niceties for printing photos. I finally conceded and accepted the printers size choices.

HP Officejet

HP Photosmart

 

 

Next I realized I needed to print more business cards. I couldn’t find my business card template anywhere. I searched the hard drives on both of my computers. The file could not be located.

Where is it?

No problem, I back all my important stuff to Spideroak a cyber-backup company.

Evidently, I didn’t recognize the missing template as being important. All of my other files were there except for the one I needed.

That must be somebody’s law like Murphy’s Law or The Peter Principle.

Does anyone know of a law that deals with finding something that is lost?

I almost forgot my biggest catastrophe, the one that brought me to my knees.

In order to improve my Branding efforts as taught by Kristen Lamb in her book “We Are Not Alone” , I attempted to move my web domain from goldentreebooks.com (my company) to donaldbueltmann.com (me). As a result, I lost access to my old web page and my new and improved blogpage.

I immediately sent a 911 call to my EMT Laird Sapir.

Laird threw all of my information into a virtual blackbox, turned a crank a few times, said a few hocus-pocuses, and sent me a message that it was all fixed. Talk about your Supermoms—.

I mentioned my stress problem to one of the people in my Bible discussion class. He gave me a copy of a book by Charles Swindoll, “Stress Fractures”. It’s an excellent book that uses Bible passages to apply to stressful situations. In addition it explains what caused the stress in the Bible passage and how it relates to life today.

The first chapter cited Exodus 18:13-26. Moses is told by Jethro that he has assumed too much responsibility and it will tell on him.

24 Moses listened to his father-in-law and did everything he said. 25 He chose capable men from all Israel and made them leaders of the people, officials over thousands, hundreds, fifties and tens. 26 They served as judges for the people at all times. The difficult cases they brought to Moses, but the simple ones they decided themselves.

Why do we think that we can handle our troubles alone. It is so easy to ask for assistance from those more knowledgeable or thinking more clearly.

Before I retired, I delegated responsibility frequently and the results were far better than if I had tried to do the work alone. Since these people reported to me it was natural to delegate to them. But today I have no one reporting to me, ergo no delegates.

What to do?

What else? Turn to your friends.

As the Beatles song goes, “With a little help from my friends “.

So I did, and my stress melted away. At least, for a day or two.       

What do you do to relieve stress?

Making Money with a Computer—Not

Continuing the computer chronicles.

In my last post I was sitting back fat, dumb, and happy; just me and my Coleco Adam. Then–

In 1991 a life-changing event occurred—I was presented with the opportunity to retire. No my job wasn’t eliminated—I wasn’t escorted out of the building—the company just wanted to get rid of us o ld farts— er—trim some expenses.

I was only 52 and was a long way from collecting Social Security—I had to do something—but what. What did I know?

I always liked Jaguars, maybe I’d sell Jaguars? —But, those salesmen have to put in a lot of hours—I don’t think I want that—not for me. What else do I like?

(Sounds of a lumber mill and the smell of sawdust)

 

 

 Zounds, egads, and a few other mild oaths. I think I’ve got it:

I like computers!

But can you make money with a computer?.

How?

I did some research and bought several books on making money with a computer.

First I needed a computer.

I bought a new 486 PC equipped with 2 floppy drives and a hard drive (I think it had 120 mb, I know I kept running out of space, and a nice Canon ink jet printer. Since I was going to use it for business, I had it equipped with a tape backup system to make certain that all of my client information was secure.

Tape backup? Did you ever hear of a tape backup system?

Tape drives were installed in a drive bay similar to a floppy disk drive.

In 1991, the only practical methods for backup were:
5 ¼ “ floppy disk with a capacity of 360Kb or 3 ½” floppy disk with a capacity of 1.44Mb
Both had very limited capacity compared to the tape which had a whopping 30Mb.

Yes Mb is Megabyte, not Gigabyte, or Terabyte. It’s humorous to think of worrying about backing up 120Mb until you realize it was the equivalent of 85 floppy disks. Then the tape made sense.

I bought various software programs, Word, Excel, and Paradox. I didn’t know what software my business would need.

This was in the days of DOS, so there was no multitasking; I had to satisfy myself with working on one task at a time. Special utilities were needed to control memory (all 4 Mb of it), access the internet, and do email.

Then Windows came and simplified our lives, didn’t it? 

Well what do you think —Windows—Fer or Agin?

 I talked my brother into forming a consulting company with me. I learned to use all of the software. I was ready for business—whatever business—perhaps I should say what business?

Neither my brother or I were hungry enough to work or we were just too wussy to go out and sell ourselves.

I can’t speak for my brother, but considering my successful venture in selling insurance and Mutual funds (after all the time and effort it took to get licensed), I can safely say that as a salesman, I am a WUSS!

Not just a WUSS but a WUSSY Geek—or is that a Geeky WUSS?

More Computer Chronicles to follow: