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Dreams of High School Band

Monday, October 23rd, 2006

Do you ever have dreams where you are back in high school? I have this reoccurring dream where I am late for band practice. I thought maybe if I wrote about it, my band teacher Mr. Hanson would stop making appearances in my sleep. So in my dream I arrive late for band practice and Mr. Hanson is giving me a hard time. I just sit back and take it and in the back of my mind I am thinking about how great it will be to quit band and never see Mr. Hanson again. There aren’t many variations of the dream and they usually revolve around me getting in trouble for not practicing, or being late to class, or some situation where I have to confront old Robert Hanson. Geez, I cringe just thinking about it.

I played trombone at Wentzville High School in Missouri for 3.5 years. I finally quit after the first half of my senior year. The one memory that is burned into my memory was when my friend Kevin Hendrickson and I were getting chewed out (something that happened pretty regularly) in the hall by Mr. Hanson. He said that he wanted me and Kevin to come back and visit him some day after we graduated and had lived in the real world for a while. He was certain that we would look back and feel sorry for him or something. Actually I think he thought that we would want to thank him for everything he taught us. I look back at my band experience and aside from the fun I had with band friends, it was pretty much a waste. I know that probably isn’t true, but I think that is still what I would tell Mr. Hanson if I met him today. Thanks, Mr. Hanson, for wasting my time. Now get out of my dreams so I can get back to dreaming about being friends with Paul Simon. But that’s a dream for another story…

Sermons From My Dad

Monday, October 16th, 2006

My dad (Adrian 2) is a pastor and recently accepted a call to be pastor at Our Savior Lutheran Church in Norfolk, Nebraska. Since my dad became a pastor late in life, I have only been able to hear him preach a few times. One of the cool things that this church does is post mp3’s of the sermons. It is going to be great to be able to hear all my dad’s sermons without taking a long multi-state journey. If I can ever get around to it, I am going to republish them on my dad’s blog as a podcast that you can subscribe to through iTunes. If you are like me and attend a church that doesn’t do much for your spiritual life, I encourage you to check out my dad’s sermons.

More Life Upgrades and Downgrades

Sunday, September 17th, 2006

I have a couple additions to my life hack list of upgrades and downgrades.

Upgrade: Skagen Watch
skagen.jpgMy last list downgraded to not wearing a watch. I have gone a year without a watch, and still recommend it if you can do without one. If you have to wear a watch, take the time and invest in something that compliments you and your lifestyle. I own a beautiful Skagen 105LTX titanium watch that is extrememly light with an absolutely minimul face. I tried to replace the battery myself today before I realized that I was going to scratch it up. I went to Walmart and they were able to replace the battery but their machine wasn’t strong enough to put the back back on. I had to go to a jewelery store because they have more powerful presses. Apparently more expensive watches require professional maintenance so save yourself some time and money and just go to a jewelry store in the first place.

Upgrade: Bean Bag Wrist Support
I am starting to feel Carpal Tunnel in my right wrist so I did what I have been meaning to do for a long time. They make gel pads, but I went with the bean filled one falling for the description on the box claiming it was designed by an orthopaedic surgeon. You have to go to an office support to get one (not Walmart).

Downgrade: More Salad, Less Bread
I loosely taken on the South Beach Diet. I have never been on a diet before, but this was relatively easy and it worked. I lost a little over ten pounds. More than a miracle diet, South Beach trains you to eat better. I have never been over weight, but it has been nice to see people comment on my slimmer waist and face. Running has helped too.

Downgrade: Unflitered Beer
Now you know why I said I “loosely” started dieting. Ok, this one is a stretch I know, but I wanted to tell you about my current favorite beer. To quote the Odell’s website, “Easy Street Wheat is an unfiltered American-style wheat beer. Leaving in the yeast gives the beer a nice, smooth finish and a slightly citrusy flavor. Easy Street Wheat gets its name by brewers “taking it easy” and not filtering the beer. However, for ultimate enjoyment, we encourage you to work just a little harder in pouring it: just pour 2/3 of the beer into a glass, swirl what’s left to stir up the yeast, then pour the rest and enjoy.” Easy Street is made locally in Fort Collins, and I am hoping to tour the brewery one of these days. Perhaps for my birthday in November.

What I Did Over Labor Day Weekend

Monday, September 4th, 2006

A vacation? Noooo. A long weekend means I close myself off to the rest of the world and crank away at some website maintenance. Most of my weekend was spent playing around with WordPress. I am a pretty loyal Movable Type user, so you know it was a last resort to even entertain the idea of switching. The main reason I wanted to give it a chance was because I am looking for an easy registration system. I want people to be able to register to be an author of a site and have an automated system to set them up. WordPress has this as a standard feature and there isn’t even a plugin for MT. To complicate things, I wanted the WordPress blog to be private. In other words, I only only want registered users to be able to view the site. The solution came in the form of a plugin called “Registered Only” and a small tweak to prevented it from hiding the registration page. Needless to say, learning WordPress and figuring out the plugin took up a good chunk of the weekend.

I also installed a shopping cart using an open source application called “ClosedShop.” It was surprisingly simple to install and get up and running. I have dreaded the day I would have to learn how to implement a shopping cart, but it turned out to be pretty painless. I only linked it to a PayPal account, so maybe processing credit cards will be harder. Check out ClosedShop if you ever have to tackle that beast.

I also played around with Amazon’s new associate option called astore. I am not sure if I will use it, but it is an easy way to set up an Amazon store. Perfect for a landing page if you own a great domain name.

Time to sign off and call it a weekend. Happy labor day.

Cigars, Poison Ivy, and a Canoe

Tuesday, July 25th, 2006

I am recovering from a fantastic weekend at Lake Ogallala in Nebraska. It was the first official Be A Design Group campout, and it was attended by myself, Bennett, Paul, Nate, and our families. Bennett managed to secure an amazing cabin that overlooked the lake and was complete with indoor pool, zip line, air conditioning, and a canoe.

One of the highlights of the trip was when Bennett, Rian and I escaped with the canoe and explored the lake. My son really enjoyed being on the water and seeing all the birds. We snuck up on a flock of pelicans and watched in awe as they took flight around us. It is so nice to get out in nature and away from the city. I always forget how many stars you can see when you get that far away from city lights. The Mily Way was stunning.

I smuggled a few cigars along on the trip expecting them to be a nice treat. I hadn’t had a cigar since my bachelor party, and I brought a selection that included an Avo Preludio XO, an H. Upmann, and a Don Diego. I had the Don Diego, and in my inexperienced opinion it was excellent. Actually, the three of us who smoked them all felt ill afterwards, but it was still fun. I will have to have another one in another five years.

It was a great trip, and aside from a few spots of poison ivy and chigger bites, I have nothing but fond memories of the weekend. Keep your eyes open for the podcast we made. It should be posted on Be A Design Group in the next week or so.

How I Bought a Minivan (Without Getting Ripped Off)

Thursday, July 20th, 2006

After the insurance company officially classified our car as a “total loss,” we were faced with the unpleasant prospect of car shopping. Betsy had a Toyota Matrix for a rental vehicle, and although she really liked it we decided we need something bigger. As much as we hated the thought, we knew that we needed a minivan. After some research, the Honda Odyssey was the obvious choice. Friday evening we went to the local [Honda of Greeley](http://www.hondaofgreeley.com/) dealership to start the painful process. Here is how the ordeal went down sprinkled with tips for buying a used vehicle…

Tip 1: Arrive at the dealership 10 minutes before they close.
If you are lucky, a salesman will stick around after closing and show you around in the hope that you will buy from him the following day. While this may seem rude, this gives you a chance to see what is available without getting forced into negotiating before you are ready. Whatever you do, don’t buy a car that night. Get a feel for what is available, then go home and find out what they are worth.

Our “sales professional” was Kelly Antuna, and like any “good” used car salesman, he was eager to rip us off. He obviously saw my wife and I as easy marks because he immediately pointed us to the two ugliest Odyssey’s on the lot each with over 100,000 miles. That evening we did some research and came to the conclusion that Kelly was indeed greatly exaggerating the value of those vans. The next morning we had a list of cars that we found online that we wanted to check out. Before we started the day we called Kelly Artuna and made a low offer on one of the nicer Honda Odysseys. He invited us to take a test drive, but he thought it would be very hard for him to make the numbers work.

Tip 2: Know exactly what you are willing to pay for a vehicle, but always tell the salesman LESS than that number.

Kelly was ready to start haggling, so we let him start throwing numbers around. Every time he would come back from “talking to his manager” we would say, “That sounds pretty good, but we would really like to shop around.” Here are a few other phrases that worked quite well: “We saw a similar model online that was priced at…” or “We really want to see what is available in Denver because they seem to have so much more selection” or “You have given us alot to think about, we will definitely consider your offer.”

Tip 3: Leave the dealership at least once.

No matter how slick or nonchalant your salesman seems, he is desperate to make a sale. He doesn’t want you to leave the dealership. Once you leave the dealership, his manager will be on his case about why he didn’t close the sale. He will call you, and make you another offer.

When we finally got what we thought was a reasonable offer on the minivan, we agreed to test drive the vehicle over lunch. Since Rian fell asleep, we went home and ate lunch there. While he was sleeping, I looked at Honda of Greeley’s website. To my astonishment, I found the same van with the same VIN number with a lower price than what we had haggled for! I told Betsy to stay home while I returned the vehicle. When I got to the dealership, I told the salesman that he had wasted our morning, and now we were going to Denver to try and salvage our day. Kelly Antuna innocently said, “It was an honest mistake,” and urged me to stay while he went to talk to his manager. The manager came out and apologized for the “mistake.”

Tip 4: Never feel sorry for your salesman. Ever.

Trying to use his fraud to make the sale, the manager said, “If I honor the online price, would you still be interested in the vehicle?” I finally felt like I was in control of the negotiations. I said, “No, at this point I wouldn’t pay any more that $x.xx for it. Plus, you would have to replace the windshield because it has a ding in it.” This is the first time I said a price I was willing to pay. He again went back into the nerdery to crunch some more numbers.

Tip 5: Play good cop/bad cop.

With Betsy at home, I could use her as the bad cop and pass along the salesman’s offers to her over the phone. I said that she was pretty upset about almost being ripped off, and it would take a pretty great deal to get her to warm back up to the idea. It is much easier to be “bad cop” on the phone that it is in person.

Tip 6: Avoid their traps.

Eventually, you will hear this line, “What will it take for me to make this sale?” Unless you have already negotiated a price close to what you are willing to pay, sidestep this question. If you do answer this question, make sure that your answer is lower than what you would actually pay.

Finally, we got a price that we could live with, and I accepted their offer. It was a long and miserable day, but in the end I got a vehicle at a decent price. The dealership still made money, despite their whining. A dealership won’t let a car go out the door without making money. If they say you are ripping them off, they are bluffing.

My Final Tip: If you only remember one thing know exactly what you are willing to pay and don’t move from that number. Nothing the salesman says can be trusted, and you are the one in control of the sale because you have the money.

UPDATE:
I had to go back to the dealership because the new windshield that we were promised hadn’t been delivered after several weeks. Betsy got the brush off over the phone so I wanted them to tell me to my face that they weren’t going to honor their agreement. I walked in the door and saw Kelly Antuna. To his credit, he remembered the agreement and filled out the paper work to get the new windshield installed. After the ordeal of buying the van, I think it is funny that I feel good when something that was supposed to happen actually happened.

Accident Aftermath Part 2: Forgiveness

Sunday, July 16th, 2006

After the car accident I was upset. I wanted to know who did this terrible thing to my family. As I gathered information about the wreck, I wanted to know who I could blame. Every fact I learned became a reason to hate the person who ran the red light. Was it a male or female? What was her race? How old was she? Was she rich or poor? Was the car new or old? Was it an accident? Looking back I realize that no matter what the answer to these questions was, I would have made a judgment based on any answer. As I struggled with these feelings of sexism, racism, ageism, and all the other ugly “isms” that cluttered my brain, I slowly tore down these excuses for hatred. As a realistic view of the situation settled in my mind, I was left with a person, essentially like you or me. My stereotypes and prejudices were just excuses for anger. In order for me to move beyond this event I was forced to answer a heavy question: Could I forgive her?

It took some effort, but I finally made the decision to release the “isms” and forgive this woman unconditionally. Even though I will never meet this person and she may never know that she is forgiven, it was important for me to resolve the event within myself. I wish I could say it has been easy, but it isn’t. Considering how hard it has been to forgive this woman, I can only imagine how hard it would have been if Betsy or Rian had been hurt seriously. That kind of forgiveness would be extremely difficult - but I think it would still be worth it. The peace that comes with letting go of anger feels so good compared to the exhausting pain of hatred. If you have been holding on to some hate, I encourage you to let it go. Forgiveness is hard, but it is worth it.

Car Accident Aftermath

Monday, July 10th, 2006

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Above is the picture and caption that accompanied the article about the car accident in last Friday’s paper. The photo was taken by Hillary Wheat who was kind enough to email me a jpg to use here. I got the police report today and am starting to piece together what happened. According to the report Betsy’s vehicle was the third car to get hit. Hitting two big trucks didn’t slow the Chevy Blazer down enough to prevent it from totaling our little Corolla. I can’t help but wonder what would have happened if those trucks weren’t there at that exact moment. How fast was that car going? Make sure you know what to do if you find yourself in a car with a stuck gas peddle?

Betsy called me right after the accident, and I was at the scene in about 20 minutes. I found Betsy and Rian in an ambulance getting checked for injury. When Rian saw me, he said, “Daddy, cars are all broken!” That happened to be the exact phrase he kept repeating when I was playing Burnout on the Xbox. He may not have understood the danger he was in, but he definitely knew what was going on. His personality easily won over the paramedics who were all very kind and gave Rian the teddy bear he is holding in the photo.

Betsy was sore for a couple days, and we are trying to cope with the stress of the situation. We spent an agonizing weekend wondering if the girl who hit us had insurance. Luckly she did and the insurance company is starting to sort things out. We have started to look for a replacement car. We try to find a reason why someone would endanger the life of complete strangers. Everyone I tell the story to seems to have a similar story of someone’s disregard for other people’s safety. I can’t wait to get this whole event behind us.

What To Do When Your Gas Peddle is Stuck

Friday, July 7th, 2006

Yesterday my wife was in a four car accident caused by a woman named Eliza Hill who ran a red light as a result of a stuck gas peddle. Thankfully my wife and son survived the horrible wreck without injury, but needless to say, our Corolla is totaled. You can read the story in the [Greeley Tribune](http://www.greeleytrib.com/article/20060707/NEWS/107070080), but the article neglects to explain what to do if you find yourself in a similar situation with a stuck gas peddle. You might think this is common sense, but Eliza Hill apparently had no idea that there is a better way to stop the car than plowing into oncoming traffic. Here is a simple tutorial:

1. Don’t panic.
2. Put your car in neutral.
3. Apply the brake.
4. Turn off the car.

Now it may seem like I am being flippant here, but I am very serious. Betsy and Rian were lucky to have lived through one person’s recklessness, but it easily could have taken my family from me. I am so glad they are ok, but this never should have happened in the first place. Talk to your family and friends and make sure they know what to do in this situation.

Advice for the Next Person Who Wants to Sell Me Something

Thursday, June 29th, 2006

Tonight we had a saleswoman come to our house to make a pitch for a company called Town and Country Foods. Basically they deliver organic food to your house every six months. The quality of the food seems to be extremely good. The price is reasonable (if not great) for the quality of food they are selling. So why am I probably not going to sign up? It comes down to money. It would cost about $100 more per month to purchase this food. Our food budget is very tight, and we just don’t have any extra money for this premium product. Although she hit all her talking points very well, I think there are a few things she could have done differently to increase her chances of landing the sale. Here is some advice to any other salesmen that decide to hit up the Hanft family:

1. If you aren’t willing to convince the skeptic, you are wasting your time.
In our family, that means if you want to sell us anything, you have to convince me. When I know I am hearing a sales pitch, I automatically go on the defensive. I don’t hide this fact. I sit with my arms crossed, and maintain a serious look on my face. My wife is the opposite. She is much more polite and open to the idea of spending money. The woman from Town and Country Foods made the mistake of directing her pitch to my wife. She really needed to convince me.

2. Don’t tell me what I need.
The sales woman thought she knew what we needed, and put all her effort into selling us that. Unfortunately, she was pushing a square peg in a round hole, rather than trying to find something that we might actually buy. She came to sell us food, and never stopped pushing a freezer for storing the food even after we showed her our spare freezer!

3. Make sure the numbers add up before you start writing them down.
The weakest parts of her presentation were when she got specific with numbers. I have seen this problem before. The sales person starts writing numbers down thinking that these scribbles will help make your point. Unless you have great math skills, clean handwriting, and the ability to explain your words visually, this can only hurt your presentation. The scribbles just make me think that you think I am too stupid to realize that your doodles don’t make any sense.

4. Don’t overstay your welcome.
I was expecting a 20 minute presentation. She stayed for well over an hour. If you can’t make the sale in a half hour, you are wasting your breath. When you sense that I need time to think things over, back off. When we told this woman that we needed more time, she asked us why, and then proceeded to tell us why other people usually need more time. Shortly after this, I excused myself to go for my run before it got dark.

5. Don’t insult me.
I asked if we needed to sign up for anything tonight. Her response was, “No, but 85% of people do sign up after the presentation because it is really a no-brainer.” In other words, I am an idiot if I have to think about it. Bad move, lady.

We have a “No Soliciting” sign on our door for a reason. If you are fortunate enough to be invited into my house to tell me about your product, consider it an honor. Hopefully these five suggestions will get you to the next step: making a sale.