Movember

Hi,

It’s Movember and time to focus on men’s health. To show my commitment, I’m donating my face to the cause by growing a moustache for the entire month of November, and need your support. My Mo will spark conversations, and no doubt generate some laughs; all in the name of raising vital awareness and funds for prostate cancer male depression.

Why am I so passionate about men’s health?

  • 1 in 9 men will be diagnosed with prostate cancer in their lifetime
  • This year 20,000 new cases of the disease will be diagnosed
  • 1 in 8 men will experience depression in their lifetime

I’m asking you to support my Movember campaign by making a donation by either:

  • Donating online at: http://mobro.co/johnsyweb
  • Writing a cheque payable to ‘Movember,’ referencing my Registration ID: 1467904 and mailing it to: Movember, PO Box 60, East Melbourne, VIC, 8002

Funds raised will help make a tangible difference to the lives of others. Through the Movember Foundation and its men’s health partners, the Prostate Cancer Foundation of Australia and beyondblue &emdash; the national depression initiative, they are funding world class research, educational and support programs which would otherwise not be possible.

If you’d like to find out more about the type of work you’d be helping to fund by supporting Movember, take a look at the Programs We Fund section on the Movember website: http://au.movember.com/about

Thank you in advance for supporting my efforts to change the face of men’s health. All donations over $2 are tax deductible.

–paj

Please donate at: http://mobro.co/johnsyweb

New beef with Facebook

Yesterday morning I had an email from Facebook letting me know that a friend had "tagged" me on his profile. This sounded fair enough, we’re friends after all. It went on to say that he tagged me under "University" with the name of my alma mater.

Curious, I logged into the website and saw the name of my former university on my profile! When I signed back up for Facebook, I deliberately withheld this information and now it’s on my profile.

But he tagged me on his profile, you said!

Details of which university I attended, the years I was there, my course and grades are all available elsewhere on the Internet; it’s not a secret! But having deliberately chosen not to put this information into Mark Zuckerberg’s databases, it’s infuriating that anybody can enter this information on my behalf and without my permission.

This morning I had a play around with Facebook, adding MI6, CONTROL and St Trinian’s School to friends’ profiles. It’s remarkably easy.

Some financial institutions use the name of people’s first school and similar information as answers to security questions. It’s a huge concern that these answers can be disclosed, unwittingly, by our friends.

Although I was able to remove the information from my profile, I’ve searched through Facebook’s privacy settings, and I can see no way to prevent this information being disclosed, in the first place. I see this as a huge security risk.

If you’re a Facebook user (and the chances are very high that you are), please take a moment to review the information you disclose and also your privacy settings. Sophos’s recommendations for Facebook settings are a good guideline.

Eamonn

Wow!

I’m a Dad! This is something that is still sinking in. As my friend Chris said in a tweet this week, "Forewarned is utterly, entirely not forearmed, is it?!"

He is right.

On Thursday morning I was filed with so much more joy than I ever thought I had the capacity for. I had heard how amazing is the miracle of birth, but being there for the birth of our son was an experience that no words can describe. Really.

Since that precious moment I have been finding a new appreciation for almost everything. I now understand why new parents feel the need to share the minutiae of everything their first-born does: each little thing is just so new and so exciting. I have a whole new appreciation of what our parents have done to get us to this point in our lives and I can never thank them enough. Grandparents really do deserve congratulations on the birth of a grandchild even if they say they didn’t do anything!

Thank you to all of you who have sent messages of congratulations, love and support to K, E and me. We’re hugely grateful and as soon as we have the time and the energy we’ll be in touch. At the moment we are still catching up on sleep, on washing and enjoying time with our beautiful baby boy!

The biggest thanks of all go to K who has just done so much over the past nine months to produce a healthy baby. I am hugely proud of her, particularly for the amount of effort required to introduce E to the outside world, she really was wonderful.

I shall put some more photos up on Flickr over the coming days especially for our friends and our family overseas.

I've unlinked my feeds

In case you were wondering, I have unlinked my feeds. For what it’s worth, I think you should unlink your feeds too. Life is short, time is precious and I certainly don’t have the inclination to read the same words twice (sometimes more) in one day. Do you?

Google Buzz was the straw that broke the proverbial camel’s back. I’m yet to see the point of Buzz; Wave I get and I like. Buzz, however seems to be just a waste of time, duplicating items already shared in Google Reader, Twitter tweets, blogs, etcetera, etcetera, …

It has to stop!

Like in Ghostbusters, we must never cross the streams.

Some of the streams that I had once consolidated but have since torn asunder are enumerated below, in case you were used to having them aggregated:

There are a few others, such as my Facebook profile, but I think a wise reader like yourself is getting the gist of how to find me online.

"When are you two having kids?"

K and I have been together for nearly ten years now and have been married for seven of these. One question that we seem to get asked with increasing frequency and increasing volume is "When are you two having kids?"

This is a blog post about that: I started thinking about how to write this while we were in England last July for my brother’s wedding.

"When are you two having kids?" we we were asked many times last June. I’m not sure why this question was so foremost in our friends’ minds while we were in the UK, but it seemed to be paramount in the thoughts. I had lost count of the number of times I was asked "When are you two having kids?" by the time we boarded the aeroplane to Dubai. We occasionally were asked were we going to have kids, but it was when that seemed to be the question of the month.

We had decided about eighteen months before this visit that, perhaps, to have a small family of our own would make for an even happier future than the one that already lay ahead. We’d not announced this, however. The bedroom window had been open at a suitable angle for a year and a half but there having been no sign of a stork thus far. The best answer I could give at this juncture was, "we don’t know."

"When are you two having kids?"

The question whirred around in my mind a lot while we were overseas. I wondered what kind of answers people were expecting…

For some people, those that have decided that they don’t like children or those who are concerned about over-populating the planet, then the answer is easy and obvious.

For a couple undergoing assistance for conception, then then answer might not be quite what the inquisitor wants to hear: Oh, is that the time? Do excuse us. We should be busy opening the window for the stork. Or something.

Perhaps they expect us to say, "Oh, didn’t we tell you?"

K and I have often shared much, perhaps too much, of our lives with our friends via the Internet: photographs, tweets, blogs, email and so on. Do our friends seriously expect that we would have neglected to mention the fact that we’re expecting a baby? Come on, people!

Since we have returned from our twelve week scan, I suppose now might be the appropriate time to share such a piece of information. I am absolutely delighted to announce that about the third week in July we expect to have a third (and only a third) member of the Johns household.

Yes, I'm back on Facebook

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You may recall that back in January I deleted my Facebook account. The main reason for doing so was to free up more time. To be honest with you, haven’t found that I have had that much spare time in the months that followed. I didn’t miss Facebook at all and most people didn’t even realise I had deleted my account. So that was nice.

Unfortunately, what I hadn’t reckoned on was that Kirsty would become a Pete Proxy for many people’s words and pictures and that was a bit of a pain. Neither had I counted on the fact that some people would discontinue their blogs and opt for Facebook notes instead. And I like to nosey into my friends’ lives in my RSS reader!

Despite the plethora of ways to contact me electronically (listed here), it transpired that I was an e-outcast, a social e-leper without a Facebook account.

While I was off work sick on Monday, I did the unthinkable and signed up for a new account, the main reason being so that Kirsty is no longer the Proxy Pete.

So now that I am "back" what does this mean? Well, hopefully it’ll mean that I’m a bit easier to keep in touch with for those of you who don’t "do" email or Twitter or Skype or blogs or whatever.

There are a couple of RSS feeds to which I can subscribe to see my friends notes and any notifications that may concern me. Direct messages come straight to my inbox, so I can reply to those as a normal email, which will continue to be my preference for such things. Adium, my instant messaging application of choice, "talks" directly to Facebook, so I can use the inbuilt messaging without having to visit the webpage, which is, frankly, brilliant. My status updates will come from Twitter integration, my photographs directly from Flickr and my "notes" are just my long-running blog delivered to Facebook via RSS. If only I could still view your status updates in my RSS reader!

So the workflow of using Facebook shouldn’t take up as much time as it did with my previous account. That’s the theory anyway. You can help minimise the time I waste on Facebook by not sending me applications or group requests. That would be great! Thank you so much.

It’s nice to be back in touch, it really is. I just wish there was another way. Perhaps I should open a pub…

One-line of Python: string -> hex

Just a little something that may come in handy in the future (for my reference, rather than yours), a Python one-liner for converting an ASCII string to hexadecimal pairs.

to_hex = lambda s: ' '.join(['%02X' % ord(ch) for ch in s])

As you were…

Thank you, all. #wgs

I realise that I have been harping on about Leukaemia Foundation’s World’s Greatest Shave a lot over the past four weeks. It’s all done and dusted now and so I justed wanted to wrap up with a thank you to everyone who supported me, particularly in the past 24 hours.

When I woke up yesterday morning, I was anxious about the day ahead. Having never had my legs waxed, I was concerned about the pain that lay ahead, particularly given the very hairy nature of my legs. At 12:30, I went to Claire Françoise’s salon and after a brief wait was led to a little room with a couch and a bucket of hot wax. K came in too, to take some photographs for you people, which I will upload later today.

I have to say, folks, that my anxiety was for nothing. Claire was very fast and in no time at all, I was looking down on a pair of freshly-waxed, pale white, freckle-covered legs. I was reminded of an early scene in Spike Milligan’s book ‘Puckoon’, where The Milligan is giving out to The Author on writing such legs.

Back at the office, I was told that it was now time to go downstairs for my head shave. This was never a part of the plan, but there we go. There was a WGS event happening on the ground floor of my office block, so it seemed appropriate to do it there and then where some of my sponsors could witness the event first-hand. You will have to make-do with the photographs!

This morning, after an hour locked away in the bathroom (during a thunderstorm for effect) with a large tub of Veet and a Mach III, I emerged with smooth arms, chest and head. Again, there will be photos online later today.

You’ve kindly donated $2,120 to the Leukaemia Foundation. I’m extremely grateful for your generosity. And now, I have to concentrate on hair growth ahead of my brother’s wedding in Swindon, England on 12 June. Thank you very much.

One more sleep to go!

Leukaemia Foundation World's Greatest Shave

The Leukaemia Foundation World’s Greatest Shave is happening this weekend!

To bring you up-to-date:

  1. I thought I’d raise a few bucks by shaving my head.
  2. People wanted more to give more, so I offered to shave my legs as well as my head for $500.
  3. You called for my legs to be waxed, so I asked for $1,000.
  4. I’m now sponsored to the tune of $1,782!
  5. Claire Françoise Salon in Melbourne’s CBD are going to wax my legs tomorrow (Friday) lunchtime!
  6. If I raise $2,000 by Friday, I shall shave my arms and my chest, too.

Claire Françoise Salon

Your donation will make a difference, in the short term it could mean the loss of more of my hair, in the long term it will help those suffering with leukaemias as they undergo treatment. As an Australian tax payer, you get to claim your tax back at the end of the year! You’ll be sent a PDF receipt when you donate (let me know if you think you’ve donated but not received a receipt).

Photographs will be shared via my Flickr Stream after the event.

Most importantly, here is the link you need to sponsor me. Every dollar counts. If you cannot spare a dollar right now, then perhaps leave some words of encouragement on my profile page. I really appreciate the support.

Many, many thanks for your generosity, financial or otherwise.

World's Greatest Shave Update

Leukaemia Foundation World's Greatest Shave

Last week, after I hit the $1,000 target that would mean that I have to wax my legs, I mentioned that I am dreading it. I’ve been hearing many tales of home-waxing and also have had the scene from The 40 Year Old Virgin recounted to me more times than I would like.

Yesterday evening I had a very nice email from Claire Françoise, telling me that her studio would love to be a part of the World’s Greatest Shave and that they would be more than happy to inflict ‘pain’ on me for the sake of a good cause.

Claire Françoise Salon

Since the Claire Françoise Salon is only a few blocks away from my office, I can pop by in my lunch break next Friday for the dreaded waxing.

This has calmed my nerves a little, knowing that professionals are on the case. I promise to take some photos of the event and to blog of my first waxing experience. I’m sure it shall be an experience.

According to the total on my profile page, my arms and chest are still safe but there are still ten days to go, so you still have time to sponsor me.

Now I must think about how to execute the head shave… I’m open to suggestions!

Thank you all, once more, for your amazing support. I really am very appreciative.

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