In August of 2024 I stopped in my local book shop (shoutout to The Raven Bookstore) as I often do to browse the shelves and see if there was anything I couldn't live without. A very colorful book jacket caught my eye. It was Kevin Fedarko's A Walk in the Park: The True Story of a Spectacular Misadventure in the Grand Canyon.
Fedarko's book tells the story of him and long time collaborator, friend, and National Geographic photographer Peter McBride hiking through the Grand Canyon. McBride approached Fedarko with the idea as a way of celebrating the 100th anniversary of Grand Canyon National Park.trustedsignal
Saturday, November 1, 2025
A Walk in the Park
Monday, October 20, 2025
Grand Canyon: Rim-to-Rim 1 of n
I hadn't intended to drive for 16 hours. It's around midnight and my friend and I are about two hours away from Bright Angel Lodge at the South Rim of the Grand Canyon. I pull over for gas, to stretch my legs, and wake myself up.
"Can you drive for a couple hours?" I ask.
"Oh yeah." He replies.
I finish filling the tank. He sprints back and forth across the parking lot.
We get back on the road.
Nine months earlier we'd been catching up in the kitchen at a friend's birthday party. I'd been inspired to hike the Grand Canyon by reading Kevin Fedarko's book, A Walk in the Park.
I hadn't been on an overnight backpacking trip in more than 30 years. I'd never been to the Grand Canyon. I'd only seen it from the window of a plane at 30 thousand feet en route to and from work in the San Francisco Bay Area.
Somewhat spur of the moment during our kitchen conversation I said, "I'm going to go hike the Grand Canyon next summer." Other than telling my wife I wanted to do it, I hadn't said a word about it to anyone. Verbalizing this to my friend was a way of making myself accountable for it, a way for me to commit to something I really wanted to do.
My friend enthusiastically asked if he could join. He's one of my oldest and best friends, I knew he was serious. "Of course," I replied. And that was it.
The next day I sent him a text:
We both spent time watching Grand Canyon hikers on YouTube. We started training, researching gear, nutrition, and hydration. We hadn't won the lottery yet, but we decided if we didn't pull a permit for the Grand Canyon, we'd find something else to do during the same time frame.
December came around and I entered the backcountry permit lottery. We didn't win. We entered into the secondary, which might give us a chance if any of the primary winners backed out. Apparently they didn't. We talked about June. The temperatures would be hot, but we thought we could handle it. We'd have time to get heat acclimated during our late stage training.
I entered the June lottery in January. And we won. Not only did we pull a backcountry permit, we were able to pull permits for each of the campgrounds we wanted -- Mather, North Rim, Cottonwood, Bright Angel, and Havasupai Gardens. We even managed to get dinner and breakfast reservations at Phantom Ranch. We would find out later why we were so lucky.
I won't say the logistics of hiking rim-to-rim at the Grand Canyon are difficult, but they are involved. There's travel to the Canyon, an 18 hour drive in our case. Finding a place to stay when you get there. We opted for Mather Campground at the South Rim where an elk walked through our campground. Due to our arrival in the middle of the night, we also "slept" in the car for a few hours.
Then you have to arrange for a shuttle, either before or after your hike through the Canyon. We opted to leave our car at the South Rim and used the Trans Canyon Shuttle to get to the North Rim. The shuttle takes about four hours from the South Rim to the North Rim. It drops off hikers between 11 a.m. and 12 p.m., which was too late in the day to start hiking in the June heat. So you may need a place to stay once you get to the North Rim. We camped at the North Rim campground and started our hike at 4 a.m. the next morning.
More on that in a future post.
Sunday, July 7, 2024
Paperclip Maximizers, Artificial Intelligence and Natural Stupidity
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primary functions. Industrial farming systems collapse and starvation spreads. Chaos reigns in major urban areas, as riots, looting, and fires rage until the fuel that drives them is left smoldering. The skies turn black over most cities worldwide.
Sunday, June 23, 2024
The End of Our Dog Era
"That's the end of our Joplin era," my wife said to my oldest daughter.
We were still crying and wiping our tears.
I didn't say it out loud, but I thought "That was the end of our dog era,"
We'd just returned to the car from the vet's office where the three of us, through tears, accompanied our 15 year old black lab to the end of her life.
Joplin had been the runt of her mother's litter. She was a black lab in a mixed litter of black and yellow labs. We picked her out before she was weaned and returned to the farm where she was born to bring her home a few weeks later.
When we brought her home she could be held in one hand. She was initially confined to the kitchen as we introduced her to her feline siblings and we started on the house training. At night she whimpered and cried. I slept through it, but my wife found herself laying on the kitchen floor next to Joplin comforting her so that they both could sleep.
Joplin was a good dog. Loyal, protective, affectionate, but not annoyingly so, playful well beyond her years. Though she was a black lab, she was not a lover of the water. She was never a swimmer. She was legs with lungs. She could run, and run, and run.
She loved open fields and the off-leash dog park.
She took thousands of walks over the years. Our routine for most of her life was to walk from our house through downtown and back, a three mile loop.
When we moved to Sammamish, Washington in 2012, she was three years old. She flew from Kansas City to Washington in the cargo hold of a plane with her two sibling cats, each in their own crate. I picked her up from the cargo place at Seatac. She was stressed from the journey.
I brought her home to temporary housing in Redmond where I was living alone, waiting for my family to make the journey in a couple weeks. It was 45º F and drizzling when I walked her around the grounds of the apartment complex.
When I let her into the apartment, she immediately shit on the floor. She'd never done anything like that before and never did again.
She endured Washington's winters, 45º F, drizzling rain for nine months and adored Washington's summers.
In Sammamish we didn't live near downtown anymore. Sammamish didn't have a downtown. It was a bedroom community with strip malls. It was a beautiful place, usually 45º F and drizzling rain, except in the summer when it probably has the best weather on the planet.
There was a good size lily pad pound in our neighborhood. One of the areas many retention ponds. Joplin loved visiting that pond, from the water's edge. Our neighborhood was filled with the best people and a web of walking trails wove the neighborhood to a central park and pool. Joplin loved those trails and that park.
After nearly five years, we moved back to the midwest during what was supposed to be a vacation. We boarded Joplin, though she was a 75 pound black lab, the staff at Dogs-a-Jammin, said she liked to play with the smaller dogs.
We drove from Sammamish to Lawrence, Ks to visit our family one summer and when we got there, we decided we should move back. Our families were there. My parents lived in a tiny town 60 miles southwest of Wichita. My dad had had a couple back surgeries in as many years and wasn't doing great.
We told the kids. We drove back to Sammamish earlier than planned and packed everything they would need for the move back to Kansas. We drove back to Kansas. I flew back to Seattle and got the house ready to go on the market and started packing our remaining things.
I drove our Honda Pilot from Sammamish to Lawrence with two very frightened, annoyed and annoying cats. I flew back to Sammamish.
I finished packing our things in the back of a Ryder truck with a car in tow.
Joplin rode in the bed of that Ryder truck with me. For a few days she paced back and forth in the front seat. Hot breath in my face, then head out the passenger door. We slept in rest stop parking lots among the semis. She was a good traveler. She never complained about my driving.
We moved back into our old neighborhood and resumed our daily walks through downtown. Until she got to where she couldn't cover that distance anymore. She would leave the house with vigor and return laggardly. She was slowing down.
Our walks became short walks around the blocks in our neighborhood. She loved going to the middle-school down the street and running around without her leash on, but the long walks were a thing of the past.
Arthritis and inflammation set in. She did well under anti-inflammatory medication and suffered without it. We started asking ourselves, "Do you think today was a good day for Joplin?" On mornings when she was slow to get up, we would look carefully at her to confirm that she was breathing.
Walks became leisurely strolls up and down the block and then just around the house. She had occasional seizures, but would quickly recover from them. Through it all she still seemed to enjoy life. She grew more tolerant of the cats who loved to attack her wagging tail.
A couple weeks ago she collapsed in our dining room and went into a seizure. I picked her up and carried her into the living room and comforted her. She got up and walked to the back door on her own. I let her out and her legs gave out on her, she face planted and seized again. I went to her and reassured her that everything was going to be alright.
But everything wasn't going to be alright. The scales had rapidly tipped in favor of bad days and at 15, she was unlikely to tilt the scale in the other direction.
She recovered and then collapsed in the yard again and seized again.
I told my wife what was happening and reminded her that I would be traveling soon and that it seemed the time had come. She hesitantly agreed. I called the vet. We cried.
The next day we all spent time with Joplin individually. I told her that she'd been a great member of our family and I thanked her for 15 years full of wonderful memories.
She collapsed and seized again the next day before we got her to the vet. I carried her to the car and put her in. My oldest daughter sat in the back of the car with her.
When we arrived at the vet, I lifted her out of the car. She walked toward the door of the clinic, collapsed and seized again.
I think that was her way of letting us know that it was indeed time and that we were doing the right thing to relieve her suffering.
The vet was kind and compassionate. Joplin was made comfortable on a quilt my grandmother had made from polyester pant suits. It was the same quilt that I put over the bench seat of the Ryder truck when Joplin sat next to me for the two plus day road trip from Seattle to Lawrence.
Joplin breathed her last breath. We all cried. We all miss her.
It was the end of our Joplin era, the end of our dog era.
Friday, March 22, 2024
Other thoughts from Lean In
My previous posts in this series have touched on the core issues that Sheryl Sandberg addresses in her book Lean In: Women, Work, and the Will to Lead. If you're interested in these issues, I encourage you to read the book and read the criticism as well.
In this post I want to cover some of the other things I found valuable or interesting from the book. Even if you disagree with Sandberg's core thesis, she was a key leader at Google and Facebook. You may not like Google or Facebook, but it's undeniable that they are two of the most successful companies of all time. Sandberg's track record demonstrates that she's an effective leader. Here are some random insights not necessarily tied to the central theme of the book that influenced or that aligned with my experiences and thinking.
I was deep into my own career before I ever bothered to negotiate for a higher salary. I had a co-worker tell me about his hiring process at our employer. He explained that he'd asked for $5K more than he was offered. I don't know what this represented in terms of his base pay, but I'm guessing it was around three percent. The company agreed to his request on the spot. A conversation lasting less than five minutes resulted in a three percent raise that paid out during all the years he worked for the company. If they'd said no, he would have accepted the original offer.
Sandberg tells us of her own experience negotiating with Mark Zuckerberg at Facebook, she tells Mark, "'Of course you realize that you're hiring me to run your deal teams, so you want me to be a good negotiator. This is the only time you and I will ever be on opposite sides of the table.' Then I negotiated hard." (Sandberg, 2013, p. 46)
I love her strategy. She's demonstrating the skills that Mark was hiring her for during the hiring process. Even if you're not going to run deal teams in a role you're interviewing for, you may be able to position your negotiation process in similar terms.
On career progression -- it's a jungle gym, not a ladder
"I want to apply to work with you at Facebook... So I thought about calling you and telling you all of the things I'm good at and all of the things I like to do. Then I figured that everyone was doing that. So instead, I want to ask you: What is your biggest problem, and how can I solve it?" (Sandberg, 2013, pp. 52-53)
Sandberg tells us that her problem was recruiting and that Goler had no experience in recruiting, but agreed to a less senior position to learn those skills, "she was willing to trade seniority for acquiring new skills." (Sandberg, 2013, pp. 52-53)
"The most common metaphor for careers is a ladder, but this concept no longer applies to most workers. As of 2010, the average American had eleven jobs from the ages of eighteen to forty-six alone. This means that the days of joining an organization or corporation and staying there to climb that one ladder are long gone... Pattie Sellers, ... conceived a much better metaphor: 'Careers are a jungle gym, not a ladder." (Sandberg, 2013, p. 53)
On being liked v being effective
On evaluating and choosing opportunities
"Eric responded with perhaps the best piece of career advice that I have ever heard. He covered my spreadsheet with his hand and told me not to be an idiot (also a great piece of advice). The he explained that only one criterion mattered when picking a job -- fast growth. When companies grow quickly, there are more things to do than there are people to do them. When companies grow more slowly or stop growing, there is less to do and too many people to not be doing them. Politics and stagnation set in, and everyone falters... 'If you're offered a seat on a rocket ship, you don't ask what seat. You just get on.'" (Sandberg, 2013, p. 58)
On leadership, power, and getting things done
“People think focus means saying yes to the thing you've got to focus on. But that's not what it means at all. It means saying no to the hundred other good ideas that there are. You have to pick carefully. I'm actually as proud of the things we haven't done as the things I have done. Innovation is saying no to 1,000 things.” (Jobs, 2011)
On communication, feedback, and performance
"When people are open and honest, thanking them publicly encourages them to continue while sending a powerful signal to others," which she follows with this powerful example, "At a summer barbecue four years ago, an intern told Mark that he should work on his public speaking skills. Mark thanked him in front of everyone and then encouraged us to extend him a full-time job offer." (Sandberg, 2013, p. 86)
"Authentic communication is not always easy, but it is the basis for successful relationships at home and real effectiveness at work. Yet people constantly back away from honesty to protect themselves and others. This reticence causes and perpetuates all kinds of problems: uncomfortable issues that never get addressed, resentment that builds, unfit managers who get promoted rather than fired, and on and on." (Sandberg, 2013, pp. 77-78)
"One thing that helps is to remember that feedback, like truth, is not absolute. Feedback is an opinion, grounded in observations and experiences, which allows us to know what impression we make on others. The information is revealing and potentially uncomfortable, which is why all of us would rather offer feedback to those who welcome it." (Sandberg, 2013, p. 83)
"Toward the end of the meeting, Secretary Rubin suddenly turned and asked, 'Sheryl, what do you think?' I was stunned silent -- my mouth opened but nothing came out. When he saw how shocked I was, Secretary Rubin explained why he had put me on the spot: 'Because you're new and not fully up to speed on how we do things, I thought you might see something we were missing... Rubin sent a powerful message... about the value of soliciting ideas from every corner..." (Sandberg, 2013, p. 82)
On feminism
The last word
Thursday, March 14, 2024
Overcoming our "bossypants" bias
This is the fifth post in a series of posts inspired by reading Sheryl Sandberg's book, Lean In: Women, Work, and the Will to Lead.
We've previously looked at some of Sandberg's evidence
- That women are underrepresented in positions of power and leadership
- How lack of confidence contributes to the issue
- How decisions about having children play a role in the problem
"Our entrenched cultural ideas associate men with leadership qualities and women with nurturing qualities and put women in a double bind... We believe not only that women are nurturing, but that they should be nurturing above all else. When a woman does anything that signals she might not be nice first and foremost, it creates a negative impression and makes us uncomfortable." (Sandberg, 2013, p. 43)
Echoes of this are present throughout our culture. I found it in Maria Konnikova's book The Biggest Bluff: How I Learned to Pay Attention, Master Myself, and Win, in which Konnikova documents dedicating a year to learning the popular poker game of Texas Hold 'em and competes in the World Series of Poker. Her coach is advising her to play more aggressively. She's struggles with this advice saying,
"It comes to me then, the thing that's been nagging at me, and I don't at all like the realization: a lot of my failure to up the aggression factor is due to my social conditioning. Over the years, I've learned that it doesn't pay to be aggressive while female. It's unattractive to those in power namely men, but also some of those women who have managed to make it to the top and now don't want to jeopardize their position." (Konnikova, 2020, p. 101)
We need to overcome this cultural resistance and celebrate good leadership qualities regardless of whether they come from men, women or non-binary individuals. Good leaders should be recognized as good leaders regardless of biological sex or gender.
"Jocelyn Goldfein, one of the engineering directors at Facebook, held a meeting with our female engineers where she encouraged them to share the progress they had made on the products they were building. Silence. No one wanted to toot her own horn. Who would want to speak up when self-promoting women are disliked?" (Sandberg, 2013, p. 44)
In general, I think most self-promoters are disliked regardless of gender, but consider the situation, an engineering director encouraging female engineers to "share the progress on the products they were building." Speaking up in this context hardly seems like self-promotion, but I'm a male, and the fact that I see it this way may be more evidence of the problem.
What follows regarding this situation is interesting, "Jocelyn switched her approach. Instead of asking the women to talk about themselves, she asked them to tell one another's stories. The exercise became communal, which put everyone at ease." (Sandberg, 2013, p. 44)
As an engineering leader, I am interested in this communal approach because as Sandberg tells us and my own experience has shown, "... well-functioning groups are stronger than individuals." (Sandberg, 2013, p. 48)
Friday, March 8, 2024
What's the cause of the problem part two
This is the fourth post in a series of posts inspired by reading Sheryl Sandberg's book, Lean In: Women, Work, and the Will to Lead.
Previously we discussed lack of confidence as one of the causes that Sandberg cites for the lack of women in leadership roles. Another reason she gives is pregnancy and childrearing. It's not just that women leave the workforce when they give birth, it's also that they factor pregnancy and childrearing into decisions about whether or not to take on bigger roles and more responsibilities -- "they leave before they leave," Sandberg says. (Sandberg, 2013, p. 93)
Sandberg encourages women to take the opposite approach. If they are interested in achieving more, she encourages them to pursue bigger roles and more responsibility. "The months and years leading up to having children are not the time to lean back, but the critical time to lean in." (Sandberg, 2013, p. 95)
"In 2006, the researchers released a report summarizing their findings, which concluded that 'children who were cared for exclusively by their mothers did not develop differently than those who were also cared for by others.' They found no gap in cognitive skills, language competence, social competence, ability to build and maintain relationships or in the quality of the mother-child bond." (Sandberg, 2013, pp. 135-136)
"children with involved and loving fathers have higher levels of psychological well-being and better cognitive abilities. When fathers provide even just routine child care, children have higher levels of educational and economic achievement and lower delinquency rates. Their children even tend to be more empathetic and socially competent. These findings hold true for children from all socioeconomic backgrounds, whether or not the mother is highly involved." (Sandberg, 2013, p. 113)
Ultimately it should be up to each individual to decide if they want to leave the workforce to raise children or if they want to go after that next promotion (or both), but individuals should be informed about the financial implications of those decisions and the equation isn't just about the present day cost of childcare.
I took some time to live my life
But don't think I'm just his little wife
Don't get it twisted, get it twisted
This my shit, bow down, bitches
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