If you read my last post, you'll remember that I promised and update and full review of two Kickstarter projects that I had backed and received rewards for. Well it's been over a month since that post and not a peep from me. That's par for the course on Kickstarter. When you back a project lower your expectations a bit and be prepared for little to no communication. Deadlines are not hard and fast. Some project creators are very good about communicating and delivering their rewards. But since Kickstarter doesn't hold them accountable in a transparent way it can be very difficult for a project backer to obtain a refund, reward, or financial statements when the project does not succeed in deliverables. I ask those of you that have backed projects through Kickstarter, what are the most unforgivable acts in the eyes of the backers? I do have reviews of the Apollo Pen, and the Key Stak ready for posting on Tuesday. I've gotten to use the Apollo Pen for several months now and can appreciate the work it took to create it. The Key Stak is an entirely different story. You'll have to wait until Tuesday to read what I have to say about them both.
05 February 2015
11 December 2014
Oy Vey
So about that whole Kickstarter thing. I know it's Thursday, but I am wrapping up a full review of two Kickstarter projects, KeyStak, and Apollo Pen. They will be posted on Tuesday after the New Year with photos to boot. The snow is falling in Erie, and I have several projects going in addition to the Kickstarter reviews I'm wrapping up. One of them on Stolen Valor, and the second will be ongoing as the adventures of my new four legged friend. Volleyball season has officially given me release to write about and engage in other projects and interests. I thank all of you for sticking with me.
--bou
--bou
26 October 2014
Several ideas in my head
Currently in my tiny head, I have several ideas swimming around. First, we have a huge week of volleyball as our last regular season home games take place this Tuesday, Friday, and Saturday. There will be a lot of activity planned in addition to the volleyball being played. It involves a lot of coordination with college students, some of them are very mindful and communicative, and some not so much, but it's a place for learning so I won't sweat the small stuff.
Second, my Kickstarter Tuesday review of Key Stak is almost ready. I had to retake some photos and test the layout of the post so that it doesn't turn out funky on mobile devices. I am still waiting on the creator to get back to me regarding the financials of the project so that may have to sit on a back burner until then. I want to make sure I include his perspective on the project. In the meantime I do have write-ups for other campaigns that I've backed.
Third, I love dogs. I've applied to Golden Retrievers In Need Rescue Service, Inc. (GRIN), http://www.grinrescue.org/ and I hope that I will be matched to a new friend soon. I have to temper my excitement and anticipation as I navigate the application process. The last 2 dogs I've co-owned with my sister. This dog will be exclusively in my care and possession. While it presents a whole new set of challenges, I just can't wait to give one of these dogs a new outlook on life and some fun adventures. That's all I have for now. I didn't want October to pass bay without an update on what I have cooking. I hope all is well with you.
Second, my Kickstarter Tuesday review of Key Stak is almost ready. I had to retake some photos and test the layout of the post so that it doesn't turn out funky on mobile devices. I am still waiting on the creator to get back to me regarding the financials of the project so that may have to sit on a back burner until then. I want to make sure I include his perspective on the project. In the meantime I do have write-ups for other campaigns that I've backed.
Third, I love dogs. I've applied to Golden Retrievers In Need Rescue Service, Inc. (GRIN), http://www.grinrescue.org/ and I hope that I will be matched to a new friend soon. I have to temper my excitement and anticipation as I navigate the application process. The last 2 dogs I've co-owned with my sister. This dog will be exclusively in my care and possession. While it presents a whole new set of challenges, I just can't wait to give one of these dogs a new outlook on life and some fun adventures. That's all I have for now. I didn't want October to pass bay without an update on what I have cooking. I hope all is well with you.
16 September 2014
Kickstarter Journaling
Yes, it's been ages since I posted. Is anybody out there? My world has been very busy, with good things of course. My team has completely consumed my time this summer, and it's paying off. I'll save those tales for another day. My Tuesday posts will serve to chronicle my experiences with Kickstarter projects.
In the past year I have pledged to a few projects. My purpose for pledging was to experience first hand how the process works, what kind of tools are available to the "little guy", and of course to get a reward from the pledge.
I will qualify that Kickstarter is not a marketplace or storefront for small business. It's a place where the "little guy" can ask for money to build, create, or inspire something near and dear to their heart. Those things require money and KS is a one of many places to ask for it. I offer you an objective representation of each of my experiences on KS and interactions with the project creators.
Currently Backed:
FreeRider by Ryan Moseman
Juiceboxx by Juiceboxx Inc. (tOSU Startup)
Key Stak by Mike Kamber
Apollo Technical Pen and Drafting Scale by Pranay and Paul
Completed Projects:
Mauve in Mauve by Tera Tolentino
Failed to Fund:
Pocket Bike Juice by Leed Bicycle Solutions LLC
Dropped Pledges:
Maintenance-Free Bicycles by Dave Weiner
Fly Kly Smart Wheel by Niko Klansek
In the past year I have pledged to a few projects. My purpose for pledging was to experience first hand how the process works, what kind of tools are available to the "little guy", and of course to get a reward from the pledge.
I will qualify that Kickstarter is not a marketplace or storefront for small business. It's a place where the "little guy" can ask for money to build, create, or inspire something near and dear to their heart. Those things require money and KS is a one of many places to ask for it. I offer you an objective representation of each of my experiences on KS and interactions with the project creators.
Currently Backed:
FreeRider by Ryan Moseman
Juiceboxx by Juiceboxx Inc. (tOSU Startup)
Key Stak by Mike Kamber
Apollo Technical Pen and Drafting Scale by Pranay and Paul
Completed Projects:
Mauve in Mauve by Tera Tolentino
Failed to Fund:
Pocket Bike Juice by Leed Bicycle Solutions LLC
Dropped Pledges:
Maintenance-Free Bicycles by Dave Weiner
Fly Kly Smart Wheel by Niko Klansek
04 August 2013
It's been a long time since I posted anything, and I don't really have an excuse except that I've been lazy in recording my thoughts. Today, I'm recovering from a horrendous cough/congestion thing that I got while working camp at University of Illinois. So I'll write a little today and hopefully everyday.
So if you don't follow me on Twitter @bchanthavisouk or Facebook then here are some of my highlights. I'll omit all the times, I was mistaken for a small child or had food thrown at me while riding my bicycle.
In November 2012, my team at Gannon University won the PSAC (Pennsylvania State Athletic Conference) the first ever conference title for the volleyball program. Our team also hit a major milestone and won our first round match at the NCAA tournament, but that is as far as the train took us.
In June 2013, I successfully planned and took my first trip on French Creek in Northwest PA by kayak from Sagertown, PA to Franklin, PA.
During this trip I realized the complex nature of the human condition and decided that on the 4th of July I would fast in support of the millions of people that go hungry everyday through no fault of their own and in solidarity for those that hunger for change in their world.
So here I am, existing, resisting the confines of social conformity. While in Illinois for volleyball camp, I came to the understanding that I let my emotions get the better of me at times, and I need to be mindful of how it affects others. Case in point, I was starting to battle what i thought were allergies and in my haste, ended up taking medication that made me, well to put it mildly, angry. It wasn't until a colleague alerted me to this fact that I made a change. I'm not sure what I did differently, but just being aware, and seeking out feedback from others seemed to alleviate whatever anger I was displaying. Then this cough took on a life of it's own.
I went to visit a friend in Milwaukee and while she was away at work I decided to see the city and snap some photos. What started as a photo tour turned into a local meet and greet with strangers. I photographed this gentlemen sleeping on a bench while walking along the riverwalk. I felt bad about snapping his picture, so I asked him if he was hungry and we got some hot dogs, and bubble tea from a lunch truck vendor. I asked him his name and he either didn't want to tell me or didn't hear me, but he told me how he came to live on the streets. We chatted some more and I told him why I was in town, and then he bid me fairwell to play cards in the park with some other homeless friends.
So if you don't follow me on Twitter @bchanthavisouk or Facebook then here are some of my highlights. I'll omit all the times, I was mistaken for a small child or had food thrown at me while riding my bicycle.
In November 2012, my team at Gannon University won the PSAC (Pennsylvania State Athletic Conference) the first ever conference title for the volleyball program. Our team also hit a major milestone and won our first round match at the NCAA tournament, but that is as far as the train took us.
In June 2013, I successfully planned and took my first trip on French Creek in Northwest PA by kayak from Sagertown, PA to Franklin, PA.
During this trip I realized the complex nature of the human condition and decided that on the 4th of July I would fast in support of the millions of people that go hungry everyday through no fault of their own and in solidarity for those that hunger for change in their world.
So here I am, existing, resisting the confines of social conformity. While in Illinois for volleyball camp, I came to the understanding that I let my emotions get the better of me at times, and I need to be mindful of how it affects others. Case in point, I was starting to battle what i thought were allergies and in my haste, ended up taking medication that made me, well to put it mildly, angry. It wasn't until a colleague alerted me to this fact that I made a change. I'm not sure what I did differently, but just being aware, and seeking out feedback from others seemed to alleviate whatever anger I was displaying. Then this cough took on a life of it's own.
I went to visit a friend in Milwaukee and while she was away at work I decided to see the city and snap some photos. What started as a photo tour turned into a local meet and greet with strangers. I photographed this gentlemen sleeping on a bench while walking along the riverwalk. I felt bad about snapping his picture, so I asked him if he was hungry and we got some hot dogs, and bubble tea from a lunch truck vendor. I asked him his name and he either didn't want to tell me or didn't hear me, but he told me how he came to live on the streets. We chatted some more and I told him why I was in town, and then he bid me fairwell to play cards in the park with some other homeless friends.
Well it was 80+ degrees outside and I was coughing, and sweating in ways that no human should ever do so I decided to call it a day. On my way back to my car I saw some guy tooling around with his motorcycle and not having much success. I offered him a jump, and he accepted with gratitude. After getting him started and proceeding back to my friends place, I wondered how I could be the same angry coach to the kids and a kind stranger at the same time.
Now I realize that my anger didn't manifest in physical way, I just gave off an angry vibe in my interactions with the kids. But the fact that I could be so terrible a person that someone notices and so kind to strangers really terrifies me.
07 July 2012
July
I know January marks the new year for most of the normal people, but for me July marks the new year. It is a time when my job as a volleyball coach changes over to the new season. The Seniors in High School we recruited are done with their graduations, and will soon join us as college freshman. The Juniors in High School now take their place on the Senior stage. Our budgets roll over and we buy our equipment for the team and get ready for camps, and preseason.
I reset my brain since Nationals are finished, and clean up old paperwork and files. I also take this time to work other camps and clinics and bone up on my ball control skills in preparation for the upcoming season. This is also the established time for me to reset and refresh all of my electronics. I back files up and start fresh. Sometimes I refine my workflows and thought processes to make more efficient use of technology.
Some of the new things I'm working on include a redesign for a Boys Club team I work with from California. I think I'll add more photos and video and well as twitter feeds to my blog. I have not been very good about sharing my stories and I know some of you don't use facebook, so I will be more diligent about updating you on my trials and tribulations as I navigate this thing called life. Illinois Volleyball Camp is up to bat and Gannon Volleyball Camp is on deck. Somewhere in there is a side trip in Chicago to visit a friend or two. I would bet a sizable amount of cash (if I had some) that I either almost get hit by a vehicle (happens more often than you think) or I get mistaken for a lost child at the Amtrak station. You'll just have to stay tuned to find out.
I reset my brain since Nationals are finished, and clean up old paperwork and files. I also take this time to work other camps and clinics and bone up on my ball control skills in preparation for the upcoming season. This is also the established time for me to reset and refresh all of my electronics. I back files up and start fresh. Sometimes I refine my workflows and thought processes to make more efficient use of technology.
Some of the new things I'm working on include a redesign for a Boys Club team I work with from California. I think I'll add more photos and video and well as twitter feeds to my blog. I have not been very good about sharing my stories and I know some of you don't use facebook, so I will be more diligent about updating you on my trials and tribulations as I navigate this thing called life. Illinois Volleyball Camp is up to bat and Gannon Volleyball Camp is on deck. Somewhere in there is a side trip in Chicago to visit a friend or two. I would bet a sizable amount of cash (if I had some) that I either almost get hit by a vehicle (happens more often than you think) or I get mistaken for a lost child at the Amtrak station. You'll just have to stay tuned to find out.
31 May 2012
Memorial Day Weekend Rundown
My luck is rotten. The most random things happen to me. The three occasions where I was in the company of friend that witnessed these random happenings swear it's just because it's me, I still dont' know what that means.
Part I: The Tazer
I was in PA recruiting while the big guy was in Chicago. We split up often to see more athletes and cover more ground. Across the street from my hotel, I was gassing up my car. My receipt didn't print and I walked in quick to retrieve it. I came back out and there a random woman blocking entry into my vehicle. I asked her what she was doing, then this wall of vodka and smoke hit me in the face like a 2x4. SHe said that my car was her car. I said she was mistaken. Her reply, "Oh really, prove it, what is your license plate?" Great, I can only reply with the first three letters of the plate. I asked if I could call her a cab, she pulled out a tazer and started waving it at me. She was making it crackle and light up. At that moment, I was thinking, college employee gets into a fight or college employee carjacked. I decided neither choice was optimal considering all the press our school has gotten this past year, so I tried to outsmart/outrun her.
At this time I think people in the store were amused by this woman because they did nothing to stop or encourage her. I walked towards my car and pointed, "Look, cops" she fell for it literally stumbling into me with the tazer going, but the batteries or something must have bit it, because all I felt was a tickle. I got in a drove away. Not sure what became of the tazer lady, but I was glad to be rid of her.
Part II: The Accidental Creep
Part of my job as a coach is to watch kids play and take notes about their abilities. Occasionally I use my phone to look up schedules and roster information so I can find out more about an athlete that piques my interest. I often watch from the endline as I take notes and chat with colleagues doing the same. Speaking of smartphones, kids like to take pictures of themselves making funny faces and whatnot. Many times they find out after the fact that someone has inadvertently entered their frame.
Enter the goofy coach in her maroon polo taking notes. As these kids giggle about the cool pics they have and faces they are making the girl that owns the phone holds up the phone and zooms in on one particular shot of her and her pal, who's mug appears, bright and clear?
Me: "Uh, sorry about that."
Her: "No, it's funny, my friends are all having a laugh."
Me: "So we are going to delete that one, right?"
Her: "Yes, I'll delete it right away."
What probably happened, she threw that sucker on Instagram the moment I walked away to watch a different court. It's a good thing I don't have my college logo on everything I wear recruiting or else the Greater Pittsburgh area would be having a laugh at my expense. I guess I don't see how that's different from any other day.
Part III: Gopher and Karma
As you know one of my jobs involves working for a courier. On this special day I had the good fortune of really nice weather. Made it to my destination without incident, I drove through a town called, Pillow. What could possibly happen? On my way home, I came close to hitting a deer. The deer looked at my car, and across the road. It made a run for it, but slipped in the rumble strip on the other side of the highway. I chuckled.
An exit or two later I spotted a woodchuck debating whether it should cross or not. I changed lanes. The creature froze. There were vehicles behind and next to me. I drove over the little guy hoping he would stay still, nope road pizza.
Karma paid me a visit later that night as I washed dishes in my spiffy pink rubber gloves. It's a little warm with the hot water and all so naturally my hands are bit sweaty. As I'm finishing up and trying to take these dishwashing gloves off. After some finesse, I manage to remove the first glove. Now I have a free hand from which to pull the second glove off. Doesn't that glove slap me across the face as I yank on it with all my might. I'm still trying to decide if it was laughing at the deer or crushing the poor woodchuck.
Part I: The Tazer
I was in PA recruiting while the big guy was in Chicago. We split up often to see more athletes and cover more ground. Across the street from my hotel, I was gassing up my car. My receipt didn't print and I walked in quick to retrieve it. I came back out and there a random woman blocking entry into my vehicle. I asked her what she was doing, then this wall of vodka and smoke hit me in the face like a 2x4. SHe said that my car was her car. I said she was mistaken. Her reply, "Oh really, prove it, what is your license plate?" Great, I can only reply with the first three letters of the plate. I asked if I could call her a cab, she pulled out a tazer and started waving it at me. She was making it crackle and light up. At that moment, I was thinking, college employee gets into a fight or college employee carjacked. I decided neither choice was optimal considering all the press our school has gotten this past year, so I tried to outsmart/outrun her.
At this time I think people in the store were amused by this woman because they did nothing to stop or encourage her. I walked towards my car and pointed, "Look, cops" she fell for it literally stumbling into me with the tazer going, but the batteries or something must have bit it, because all I felt was a tickle. I got in a drove away. Not sure what became of the tazer lady, but I was glad to be rid of her.
Part II: The Accidental Creep
Part of my job as a coach is to watch kids play and take notes about their abilities. Occasionally I use my phone to look up schedules and roster information so I can find out more about an athlete that piques my interest. I often watch from the endline as I take notes and chat with colleagues doing the same. Speaking of smartphones, kids like to take pictures of themselves making funny faces and whatnot. Many times they find out after the fact that someone has inadvertently entered their frame.
Enter the goofy coach in her maroon polo taking notes. As these kids giggle about the cool pics they have and faces they are making the girl that owns the phone holds up the phone and zooms in on one particular shot of her and her pal, who's mug appears, bright and clear?
Me: "Uh, sorry about that."
Her: "No, it's funny, my friends are all having a laugh."
Me: "So we are going to delete that one, right?"
Her: "Yes, I'll delete it right away."
What probably happened, she threw that sucker on Instagram the moment I walked away to watch a different court. It's a good thing I don't have my college logo on everything I wear recruiting or else the Greater Pittsburgh area would be having a laugh at my expense. I guess I don't see how that's different from any other day.
Part III: Gopher and Karma
As you know one of my jobs involves working for a courier. On this special day I had the good fortune of really nice weather. Made it to my destination without incident, I drove through a town called, Pillow. What could possibly happen? On my way home, I came close to hitting a deer. The deer looked at my car, and across the road. It made a run for it, but slipped in the rumble strip on the other side of the highway. I chuckled.
An exit or two later I spotted a woodchuck debating whether it should cross or not. I changed lanes. The creature froze. There were vehicles behind and next to me. I drove over the little guy hoping he would stay still, nope road pizza.
Karma paid me a visit later that night as I washed dishes in my spiffy pink rubber gloves. It's a little warm with the hot water and all so naturally my hands are bit sweaty. As I'm finishing up and trying to take these dishwashing gloves off. After some finesse, I manage to remove the first glove. Now I have a free hand from which to pull the second glove off. Doesn't that glove slap me across the face as I yank on it with all my might. I'm still trying to decide if it was laughing at the deer or crushing the poor woodchuck.
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