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Daily Life

Maybe It’s Not For Me

100. It’s an arbitrary number, but one that I’ve been fixated on for some time. A goal that continues to elude me. I want to break 100 playing golf. That was painful to admit. It takes courage to throw open the kimono and let the world know just how bad a golfer you are. If you’re not a golfer… well, shooting more than 100 for a round of golf is pretty awful if you’re not a complete beginner.

100 means lots of lost balls. Balls sent flying into the woods. Balls sent to a watery grave in lakes and creeks. It means taking a mighty swing and chunking it a few feet in front of you. It means taking four or five attempts to putt the ball into the hole. It means attempting a four foot chip and sending the ball rocketing across the green. Shooting over a 100 means it often takes several minutes and all the fingers on both hands to add up how many shots you took on that last hole.

Shooting over 100 means you are not PGA material. The senior tour is probably not in the cards for me.

So why do I care? It’s a hobby after all. I care because I’ve never been bad at a sport before. With every other activity I’ve done, I manage to get to a respectable intermediate level before too long. Not so with golf.

I’ve taken countless lessons. I’ve watched a ridiculous number of hours of golf instruction videos. None of it seems to take. I can go to a lesson and do pretty well. I’ll go back to the range or the course the next day and it’s like I never had a lesson. It’s a mystery to me why this happens. It’s like the more I practice, the worse I get.

There’s nothing significant about a score of 100. For some reason, the scoring benchmarks people seem to track are breaking 100, 90, 80. Once you’re in the 70’s you’re nearly a scratch golfer and move to a whole different stratosphere of golf. My ultimate goal would be to be consistently in the low 90’s. But first, I have to reach that elusive score of 99.

I thought for sure it was going to happen this weekend. I was at an even 50 after nine holes. All I had to do was keep it together and play just as well for nine more, and then take one less shot than the previous nine. Just one shot less. How hard could that be?

Unfortunately it’s hard. So hard that I fell apart completely. Ended up shooting way more than a 100.

I just don’t get it. I guarantee I could pick up a baseball, football, or toss a frisbee right now despite not having done it in decades. I’d be willing to bet that with a little bit of practice I could probably surf or windsurf again even though it’s been at least thirty years. Skiing comes right back every year after the long summer hiatus.

Why can’t I just figure out a semi consistent golf swing?

Maybe the problem is that I took golf up as an older adult? All those other activities I started as a kid or in my teens/early twenties. I don’t know. Maybe I’m just not cut out for golf. I really wish I didn’t like it so much, because I really hate it much of the time. The constant kick in the ego when I see an obese eighty-year-old hit the snot out of the ball is real. Especially when I walk up to the tee and immediately chunk it 50 yards into the wrong fairway.

It’s unclear who originally came up with the quote, but it’s the best description of the game I’ve heard – “Golf is a good walk spoiled”.

Sigh. But on the plus side, I did recently find a golf video on Youtube that I think is the secret move I’ve been missing. I’ll probably run to the driving range in a bit and practice some more.

Daily Life

A Weekly Wrap-up

It’s Friday and time for some random thoughts to wrap up the week. Enter at your own risk:

  • If you haven’t seen it, there’s a meme floating around about a wife who asks her husband how often he thinks about the Roman Empire. She’s shocked to find out it’s a daily/weekly thought for him. Take a moment and watch this – it’s hilarious because it’s so true. I’m a once every couple of weeks kinda Roman Empire guy.
  • I’m heading to a tropical island in a few weeks and needed a new swimsuit. Since the boardshorts don’t have a liner, I had to order some sort of swim underwear to keep the parts… well, contained. I don’t know what my Amazon search term was, but I discovered dudes are ordering underwear with padded crotches to, ahem, enhance the bulge. I now fear for the ad suggestions that will pop up for the next month. And no, I didn’t order them.
  • I learned a new term today. Anthroinsulae: human islands — cultures within cultures. The island of Lampedusa, Italy was overrun by 8,000 migrants in 48 hours. We had 9,100 migrants just the other day on our southern border. We’re on track for 200,000+ a month this year. DHS is now referring to them as “freedom runs” when instructing the border patrol on mass releases. If you’re of my age, the country you grew up in is gone. These migrants are not looking to assimilate or integrate into the American culture. See earlier reference to the Roman Empire and decline thereof.
  • We’re about 90 days now from the typical start of the ski season. Unfortunately we’re entering an El Niño phase, which in my part of the world usually means drier and warmer. Is it going to be a bust of ski season? I hope not, I don’t have that many left.
  • Dove soap is having its own Bud Light moment. After watching Disney and Bud Light implode, how does a corporation still green light ad campaigns like this? How did woke become more important than oh, I don’t know, returning profit to shareholders?
  • We’re having some landscaping work done. I’m in awe at how hard these guys work. This week they’ve been going to a different job at 4am, working until 8am and then coming to our place and working until 6 or 7pm. Meanwhile, I change a lightbulb, go to the grocery store, mow the lawn and then need a nap because I’m exhausted. I clearly won’t survive the zombie apocalypse.
  • Speaking of zombies, I watched the first episode of the new Walking Dead/Daryl Dixon spin off series. Meh. I’ll give it a few more episodes. I don’t know who thought having half the characters speak in a heavy French accent that’s hard to understand would be a good idea.
  • Because of the landscape work being done, I spent the last few days researching low voltage lighting systems. Good grief, it’s way more complicated than I imagined. Voltage calculations, length of wire runs, transformer options, LED vs halogen… At this point I may just duct tape some flashlights to the trees and call it good.
  • People are getting fed up with the ridiculous climate activists blocking roads. Unfortunately in this country you just have to sit in your car and take it. I guarantee if you try to move any of them out of the way, you’ll be seeing prison time.
  • Update to the Crocs situation: I am now a convert. Contemplating ordering more colors.
  • Speaking of converts, Mrs Troutdog is a long time Apple person. Apple just announced their new phone and watch, which Mrs Troutdog instantly jumped on. As a brand new iMac user, I expect her to go full court press to get me to dump my Android phone and fully commit to the ecosystem. She already hinted that the watch could be used as a dive watch for the upcoming island trip. I did look, it turns out you have pay for a subscription service to use it as an actual dive computer. I might have to unretire to afford all the new tech.

That’s it for the week. Go out and do something fun. I plan on ruining a good walk by chasing the little white ball around. Probably throw a trip into the backcountry into the mix as well. Might even wear my new camouflage Crocs.

Cool, Daily Life

Wanna Have Dinner?

I’ve been reading the book Tucker by Chadwick Moore. In it, Tucker Carlson gives his thoughts on Donald Trump. One of the things he says is that hands down, Trump is one of the best people on the planet to have dinner with. It has nothing to do with politics he says, but instead it’s that Trump is the perfect host. Carlson calls him the ultimate maitre d’. He says that’s he’s hilariously funny, vulgar, and just has an innate sense of how to read people.

So that got me thinking. What would be your top five list of people to have dinner with if you could?

I had to think hard about this. I’m making the assumption that it’s just a normal dinner. No guarantees that you’ll get any sort of inside scoop or information from whoever it is. They might be standoffish or very closed and reserved. Since we don’t really know these people, you’ll never know. Dinner might be a bust or might be an amazing experience. With that in mind, here’s my list in no particular order:

  • Tucker Carlson I think he’s one of the most interesting people around right now. Funny, energetic, asks good questions, and seems genuinely curious about the world around him.
  • Joe Rogan There’s a reason he’s the number one podcaster. He has a way of engaging with his guests that makes conversation effortless. Someone who’s equally at ease with top scientists, thinkers, and fighters is going to be interesting as hell to sit down with.
  • Lance Armstrong I’ll admit this is more of a fanboy thing. Hands down one of the greatest cyclists ever. To have a chance to hear what it was like to be in the peloton back in the day would be amazing. His podcast The Move is worth watching to get a sense of his personality.
  • Elon Musk This one might be a bust. You watch interviews with him and he has an awkward, slow speech pattern that probably comes from overthinking each answer. I’m not sure I’m smart enough to grasp most of what he’s thinking about. Hard to guess how this would go, but worth a shot.
  • Donald Trump I struggled with this one. I don’t care for Trump and I’m not sure I could take an entire dinner of his ego. But if Tucker says it’s worth it, then so be it. If nothing else it would be worth it for the novelty factor.
  • Runner-up: Anthony Bourdain If he hadn’t passed away, he absolutely would have replaced Trump in my list. A fascinating guy who loved street food carts just as much as Michelin star restaurants.

A few other notables that I considered… James Carville, Michael Yon, Col Douglass Macgregor, Bill Maher, and Adam Carolla.

So there’s my list. What would your list be? Would it be sports stars? Musicians? Politicians? It’s an interesting thought experiment to do. So if any of these folks are reading this, DM me. Let’s do dinner.

Daily Life

Some Random Thoughts

While thinking about what to write this morning, I got bogged down with too many thoughts. Too many ideas, most of which I’m bored of. So as we edge towards fall and consumption of pumpkin spice flavored everything, I figured I’d throw down the random thoughts that occupy my brain most of the time. A brief little look at what it’s like to be in my head. You’re welcome.

  • Tomorrow is the rehab evaluation for my recent injury. Can I get my core sufficiently stable/strong with PT alone, or is surgery required? I suspect I know the answer, but we’ll see.
  • The interest on the national debt exceeds our defense budget and will soon be larger than all entitlement spending combined. Think about that. Every dollar of every fancy new program government wants to commit to – is borrowed.
  • Secretary Blinken announced during his trip to Ukraine that we’re committing more than $520 million to help make Ukraine’s energy infrastructure “cleaner and more resilient”. See the previous thought. Can someone explain to me like the simpleton I am, why we need to borrow more money to give to Ukraine for crap like this? How is this in the national interest?
  • Mayor Adams says that New York City is done due to the influx of illegal migrants being sent to the city. Hmmm. What happened to we’ll always be a sanctuary city? Interesting that even the biggest city in the country (and all democratic voters) complaining isn’t enough for the federal government to take action. I have thoughts on why.
  • We recently purchased a large amount of furniture. The cardboard and packing material it came in literally filled our garage. Yesterday was the first time I had to address it. It took the better part of the day to get the boxes all broken down and three trips to the dump to get rid of it. No point other than amount of landfill waste bothered me. Of course usually that’s hidden from us. That’s probably a tiny fraction of what every furniture store in the country generates daily.
  • I’m on week two of being a brand new Apple Mac OS user. I’m really liking it so far. I’d say I’m a competent user at the moment. It’s still going to be a while before I master all the shortcut keys. I’d say I was close to “superuser” level on the PC. Wonder how long that will take with the Mac?
  • We had a rock fountain installed in the backyard. They failed to mention that you need to put bleach or algicide in the water to prevent moss from growing. The rock is now covered in moss. Todays task is to scrub down the rock and add the chemicals. Would have been nice to know from the beginning.
  • Last night I rewatched the movie “The Big Short”. We’ve already forgotten how bad that collapse was. Do you remember how many banks and major financial institutions failed and went under? Uhm, yeah. Don’t think it won’t happen again.
  • We’re about 100 days until opening day of ski season. Crazy to think about, since it’s going to be 90 degrees today. Will I have had surgery? Will I be able to ski?
  • This doesn’t apply to women so much, but most guys have a fixed “hairstyle” that they maintain for the rest of their lives (or until they have to shave it or do the combover). Their haircut literally never changes. At my age, I still haven’t figured a haircut that works. I’ve been unhappy with almost every haircut I get. I recently let my hair grow almost the longest it had ever been. At Mrs Troutdogs suggestion, I went to a fancy stylist to help shape it better. She butchered it and I ended up just shaving it off. I don’t know what to do now. Long, short, bald, mohawk, Peaky Blinders style? I guess I’m lucky at my age to still have hair.
  • Speaking of style, for some reason I had thoughts of tattoos the other day. I wouldn’t mind getting another tattoo, but A) I have no idea what I’d do and B) I really don’t have the right “look” to pull off a tattoo, and C) old guys probably shouldn’t be getting tattoos. Very low probability it would ever happen, but I do think about it from time to time.
  • I need to make more videos for my tiny little YouTube channel before it dies off. I literally think about making a video every day. And every day I draw a complete blank. It’s the “creators” version of writers block. I’m not sure how to bust past this.
  • I just finished the fourth book in the John Matherson series. Highly recommend this series! It’s the most realistic look at what our world would look like after an EMP strike. If you’re looking for something to read, you won’t be disappointed.

Ok, that’s probably enough brain dump for one morning. Trust me, that’s a small portion of the crap that floats around in my head at all times. Now, time to blast some Rage Against the Machine and get my yard work done.

Daily Life, Health, Motivation

And The Answer Is…

If you’ve been following along at home, you’ll remember that I recently did something I shouldn’t have done. I thought I was twenty again and spent the day lifting furniture. I figured I’m a dude, so of course I can still do that sort of thing. The problem is that as you age the connective tissue becomes less supple and thinner. Years of slowly becoming deconditioned take their toll. The end result is injury.

In my case it’s a hernia and a separated linea alba. My abdominal muscles pulled apart, allowing the tissue below to bulge out. Yesterday I got the official word – lots of PT and surgery.

Age is a weird thing. It creeps up on you. Mentally I certainly don’t feel old. Up until recently I didn’t feel terribly old physically either. Oh sure, I couldn’t do things to the level I could when I was younger – but I was still out there doing it. I’ve always felt that compared to lots of guys my age I’m doing pretty good.

But this year felt different. Especially this summer. Yes I’ve put on weight before and felt various levels of stronger/weaker throughout the years, but the last six months I just haven’t had the mojo. Body parts just hurt. My eyes changed and I had to get new glasses. My balance is noticeably worse. I’ve had lots of little nagging injuries. And my weight, and the motivation to do anything about it, just hasn’t budged.

For the first time, I honestly feel old.

And now this. The unfortunate part is that the warning signs were flashing neon red. Rapid weight gain. A low back injury last year was the foreshadowing that my transverse abdominals were weak and deconditioned. I skied a bunch last winter, but otherwise didn’t do much physical activity. For a variety of reasons, my usual summer activities (hiking, mountain biking, motorcycle riding, etc…) have been pretty sparse this year. Long story short, there’s been more sitting than moving.

A perfect recipe for injury. An older adult going from the couch to moving furniture, or trying out pickleball, or deciding to take up running again, or even just stepping off an awkward height is just asking for problems. As Dr. Peter Attia writes in his book “Outlive”, once you reach your mid-50’s you’re no longer building muscle and strength – you’re desperately trying to maintain what you have. The moment you stop moving, you start going backwards in terms of physical ability.

Muscles atrophy, connective tissue weakens, tendons and ligaments are no longer supple. The key is to recognize the limitations. Unless you’ve continued to actively train, the days of doing box jumps, hill sprints, and explosive dynamic movements are probably in the rear-view mirror. That doesn’t mean you can’t get back to some form of those things… but you need to go very slow and carefully to avoid injury.

Mentally it’s hard to come to grips with that. In my head I’ve always thought that if I just got motivated for a few months and lost a few pounds, I’d be right back to where I was three or four years ago. Reality has a way of itch-slapping you in the face.

The Dr was pretty blunt. The surgical recovery won’t be too bad. Four weeks of not lifting anything. I should be able to ski in six weeks, although not at 100%. It’ll all be dependent on how motivated I am with PT (Hmm, sounds just like I used to lecture my post–operative patients about. What goes around, comes around).

The good news is that the doc cleared me to do any activities I want leading up to the surgery. I won’t make things any worse at this point. The harder I work now, the better my recovery will be. It looks like I have eight weeks to get ready.

Let’s do this.

Daily Life, Health, Motivation

That’s Going To Leave A Mark

I remember the days when you never had to think about doing things. Jumping over fences, climbing trees, picking things up, and running were all activities you took for granted. You just did them. You didn’t worry about stretching beforehand, ensuring you’d eaten enough protein, or if you were using proper form. I think in my head I still feel like that person much of the time. Reality has a way of reminding you those days are gone.

I did what every old man should avoid. I spent a day picking up and moving heavy furniture. I actually felt pretty good doing it. I never felt like I strained terribly hard or had to struggle to lift something. I was tired at the end of the day, but was pleased with myself for the effort I put in. I went to bed satisfied with a good day’s work.

The next morning I did a sit up to get out of bed and a huge alien looking thing popped straight out of my abdomen. I immediately laid back down. Holy shit, what was that? I slowly sat back up and my abdomen had that same big bulge projecting out in an unnatural way. I gingerly pushed and prodded a bit to see if it would go away. I laid back down and closed my eyes for a few minutes. I had a pretty good idea of what happened.

I was in such denial that I ignored it for most of the morning and went about my business. It was approaching lunch time and I snuck back into the bedroom to lay down and see if it was still there. Crap. I knew I was going to need to see a doctor. I reluctantly called in Mrs Troutdog and showed her. She was understandably alarmed. “Oh my god, what is that?”, she exclaimed. That sealed the deal. Off to the walk-in clinic I went.

Long story short I’ve either torn or separated the linea alba. That’s the connective tissue that holds the abdominal muscles together. Sigh.

I don’t know what it means yet. I have a surgical consult next week to see what, if anything, needs to be done about it. The initial doctor said twisting motions should be fine, but don’t be lifting anything. I’m unclear if I can ride a bike, motorcycle, etc…

My prediction is that the answer will be lose weight, strengthen the transverse abdominals, don’t do crunches, sit ups, or deadlifts, and work with physical therapy for some number of weeks. But who knows? Maybe it will require a surgical repair.

My fear is that my new reality will be a long-term limitation to activities in some fashion regardless of the answer. It also means that getting serious about the weight loss, and proper strength training, are no longer optional. Will I have the discipline to actually follow through with it? It’s ironic – as an RN I lectured countless post operative patients that their quality of life will now be dependent upon how dedicated were towards rehab and PT. I’d give a judgmental look at a patient and just know that they won’t do anything to help themselves, and will show up with the same problem a few years down the road.

Looks like I’m finally going to have to eat my own words.

As Dirty Harry said in the movie Magnum Force, “A man’s got to know his limitations.” Clearly, I didn’t know mine.

Daily Life, Health

Hiring Movers

We recently had to move a bunch of furniture several hours south. Logistically it was going to be complicated. We were going to have to get it offloaded from a semi-truck to one location, and then figure out how to get it all to a different location. Some of this stuff was really heavy and plenty of stairs would come into play. At this stage in my life, my first reaction was that we needed to hire a moving company.

I always worry about hurting my back when lifting heavy things. I worry about damaging stuff because, well, we’re not professionals. I didn’t want to deal with renting a U-Haul trailer. I hate asking for help just in general… asking friends to help move is the worst. It was one thing when we were twenty and people were happy to come over just for the pizza and beer. At this age I’d feel awful if a friend got hurt as we tried to carry something heavy up a flight of stairs.

In summary, I was grumpy about the whole thing before we even started. When the quote came back for a moving company in the several thousand-dollar range, that guaranteed we’d be doing it ourselves. My outlook was not improved.

Despite my sour mood and general grumpiness, somehow things just seemed to work out. The semi-truck driver was a really nice guy and agreed to come directly to our house to offload. We ended up with free use of a nice 16-foot enclosed trailer. A friend called and offered to help without my having to ask. Everything just lined up perfectly.

All this drove home a couple of life lessons:

  • You’re always better off just diving into a project and getting it done. Things are rarely as hard and unpleasant as you make them out to be in your head.
  • Once I embraced the task and broke a sweat, I actually enjoyed getting stuff moved, unpacking, and cleaning up. It felt good to have worked hard and accomplished something.
  • Parents, find a way to teach your kids how to back up a trailer. It’s something I rarely do. It’s embarrassing as an adult male to struggle with this and have lots of people directing and “helping” you in real-time.
  • Don’t let yourself become so deconditioned that you can’t move furniture around.

And last, but not least… strive to maintain a can-do and get shit done attitude. It’ll make you happier and the people around you happier. I’ve certainly lost that lately. Working on it. Recognizing issues is half the battle, right?

Cool, Daily Life, Motivation

I Crashed

I crashed this weekend. I don’t really like the word crash. I prefer “a spontaneous, unplanned, rapid dismount”. More than one of those happened. And I was happy about it. Why? Because it was in training and practice conditions, and I got over the fear of dropping my motorcycle.

I took a three-day adventure motorcycle class this weekend. It’s designed to help develop skills needed to ride these ridiculously large motorcycles in offroad terrain that they probably don’t belong in. I already knew I didn’t know much about proper offroad riding techniques – I just didn’t realize how much I didn’t know. Kind of like the Donald Rumsfeld quote, “there are known knowns, known unknowns, and unknown unknowns”. This weekend gave me a peek into the unknown unknowns.

We spent hours working on slow speed turns, balance drills, weight transfer, and traction management. We then took those skills and (attempted) to apply them to varied terrain. Deep sand, obstacles, and steep hill descents were all thrown at us with varying degrees of success.

The class also reminded me of a truism I’m learning every time I take any sort of lesson. What I think I’m doing and what I’m really doing are rarely the same thing. For example, I was convinced I was leaning and rolling the bike underneath me like a boss in corners. Like, Instagram and magazine photo level form. One of the instructors pulled me aside and helpfully pointed out my lean was approximately 5 millimeters and that I was going to have to be just a tad more aggressive if I wanted to see any improvement. Ego crushed.

It was a good weekend of learning new skills and pushing past fear. I walked away with a few bruises and the realization that dropping the bike wasn’t the end of the world. Assuming I continue to practice what I learned, I’ll be a much more confident rider moving forward.

Everyone needs to push their limits every now and then. Fear is healthy. It (usually) keeps us from doing really stupid things. But unchecked fear can limit learning, or even prevent you from experiencing life. So go out there and find a way to push past whatever your fear is. You’ll come out the other side a better person for it.

A spontaneous, unplanned, rapid dismount every now and then is good for the soul.

Daily Life, Health, Motivation

I Don’t Understand How This Happens

Years ago I had a pretty good crash on the mountain bike. A broken rib and big-time shoulder pain. Being a dude, I never really did anything about it. Eventually (like a year+ later) the pain in my shoulder became unbearable. Every night after dinner I’d have to sit with a heating pad on my shoulder to calm the ache down enough to be able to sleep. Finally, I went in to have it looked at. An MRI confirmed what the doc suspected with his physical examination – a torn supraspinatus (part of the rotator cuff) and subsequent arthritis since I never did anything about the injury when it happened. Side note – the big-ass needle used to inject contrast dye deep into the shoulder hurt way more than the injury itself.

The doc said that the tear wasn’t large enough justify surgery and prescribed PT. I went for a while. I’ve mentioned before that the gym isn’t my thing so eventually, I abandoned any sort of structured rehab. Fast forward and the end result has been that my shoulder always hurts. Any sort of overhead pulling or pushing motion is a no-go, which has always been my excuse for not doing pullups.

Anyway, over the winter I started using a strength conditioning coach and we worked pretty hard on my shoulder. For the first time I started seeing progress. The pain was going away. My range of motion improved enough that I was able to slowly start working on the pullup motion. Hey, maybe this really was fixable! A pain free shoulder would be amazing.

Well, me being me… I’ve fallen off the workout wagon the last two months. Life, ugly weather, and the previously mentioned hatred of the gym makes it super hard to stay motivated. Yeah, a pitiful excuse I know. It is what it is.

So, three days ago I woke up, rolled over and tried to get out of bed. Intense shooting pain in that shoulder. Unable to even lift my arm type of pain. It’s the exact same spot and exact same pain I had previously. It’s gotten slightly better, but I still can’t lift my arm over my head without pain. It aches all day long.

I have officially reached the age where I manage to hurt myself sleeping. I don’t even understand how this is possible? How in the world do I sleep in a funny position for long enough that it torques my shoulder sufficient enough to re-aggravate an old injury? I mean, seriously? Who hurts themselves sleeping?

To make matters worse, I leave in a week for a three-day offroad motorcycle class. It’s guaranteed there will be multiple crashes and frequent picking up of a 500+ pound motorcycle. I don’t know how this is going to work if my shoulder continues to feel like it does right now.

Currently I’m vacillating between giving in to old age or resolving to spend two hours in the gym every day. Sigh… I’m not going to give in, but man it sure is hard sometimes to remain motivated.

Now I’m afraid to go to sleep for fear of what new injury I’ll wake up to.

Cool, Daily Life

It’s All About The Ecosystem

I live in a bifurcated tech family. I worked for Microsoft for much of my career. Mrs Troutdog works for Apple. Somehow, we’ve survived this great tech divide all these years. I will admit that early on I was a bit of a PC snob. As a software engineer, I scoffed at the closed environment of Apple. I laughed at their early attempts to hide bugs and security risks from the users so as not to damage their image. I’d smugly think to myself, any real tech person would want to have access to the inner workings of the machine. And iPads? Please, those were for children and grandmas who only surf the internet looking for recipes.

Time went on and I eventually left the (once) evil empire. My opinion on all things tech have significantly mellowed over time. And Apple, to their credit, have been putting out some serious hardware. A number of my former MS colleagues have gone over to the Apple side of the world.

I don’t have much criticism of Apple these days. Their price points are ridiculously high. They often seem to design products with the sole purpose of making whatever you currently have, instantly obsolete and non-upgradeable. But then again, the diehard Apple fans will happily re-mortgage the house to get the latest and greatest version, so it’s obviously working for them.

At this point in my life, I can honestly say I hold no allegiance to any particular tech platform. I happen to be PC and android based but would happily switch if it made sense. And there’s the problem. Apple has focused on creating a walled garden. An ecosystem that sucks you in and is hard to get in or out of. They don’t play nicely with non-Apple technology. Yes, I can keep my Android phone but I miss out on iCloud syncing, Facetime, etc… For example Mrs Troutdog and I try to share personal calendars, but events coming across from Android to the Apple calendar give her constant errors.

So for me to switch ecosystems, I’d need to change my music service, download new versions of all my software, and switch phones. I have data stored on USB thumb drives that would still require a PC to read. I don’t know if all my little peripherals (keyboards, speakers, monitor, mice, etc…) would be compatible or have to be replaced. None of that would be the end of the world. Just inconvenient and potentially a little costly.

And yet even with all that to consider – drumroll please – I’m seriously considering it.

I have a very old PC tablet that finally went belly-up, so I have to replace it with something. Do I just go get a relatively inexpensive PC based tablet or laptop and call it good? Or do I go all-in and completely switch ecosystems? The problem is that my main machine is a relatively (as of three years ago) beefy PC for video editing. Switching teams would instantly make it a brick.

I spent the morning looking at all the various options Apple has. Wow, there are so many ways to go. Mac Studio and Mac mini. The new MacBook Air 15″ is an amazing machine for its price. The analysis can be paralyzing.

Big bucks to switch everything over now, or spend significantly less money and stay in the PC ecosystem? It’s actually a really hard decision to make. (oh, the first world problems we’re fortunate to have)

Sigh… why doesn’t the tech world play nice together? Wouldn’t it be wonderful if you could mix and match the best of both worlds? What to do, what to do? Stay tuned.