Dec 7 2013

New Video! – Voiceover Artist in Training

We didn’t put him up to this. He memorized it on his own.


Apr 23 2013

New Video! – The Yellow Box – “Chasing the Squid”

The Yellow Box performs “Chasing the Squid” at Matchless, Brooklyn, NY on October 24, 2012. Charlie Labs: keyboards & vocals, Chris Merlo: bass, Rich Moscatelli: drums. (c) Labs/Merlo/Moscatelli. Filmed by Don Becker.


Dec 31 2012

New Video! – The Yellow Box – “Colors of the Ocean”

The Yellow Box performs “Colors of the Ocean” at Matchless in Brooklyn, NY on October 24, 2012.

Charlie Labs: Keyboards and Vocals
Chris Merlo: Bass
Rich Moscatelli: Drums

(c) 2012 Labs/Merlo/Moscatelli.


Nov 12 2012

New Video! – The Forever Man

The Yellow Box performs “The Forever Man” live in Brooklyn, NY on October 24, 2012. Charlie Labs: Keyboards and vocals. Chris Merlo: Bass. Rich Moscatelli: Drums. © 2012 Labs/Merlo/Moscatelli. All rights reserved.


Nov 5 2012

Back to my Mac (from the CLI)

It occurs to me that people:

  • Forget their Mac is a powerful Unix machine
  • Don’t know how to use all that Unix power anyway
  • Probably spend more money/Tylenol on external software than they need to

Want to SSH back to your home machine, without having to jump through iCloud hoops?  Have a Dropbox account?  Just automate this script:

#! /bin/sh
oldip=`cat $HOME/Dropbox/home.ip.txt`
newip=`curl ifconfig.me 2>/dev/null`
if [[ $oldip != $newip ]] ; then
    echo $newip > $HOME/Dropbox/home.ip.txt
fi
Next time on Nerds R Us: how to automate that with cron.  (But that might be, you know, July.)

Oct 29 2012

New Video! – Hurricane “Sandy”, Indeed

His earth science teacher is going to be so proud!


Nov 29 2011

I Am A Former Radiation Patient

In 2006, my mom noticed a strange lump on the side of my neck.  I went to see an ENT (an ear, nose, and throat doctor — but they call themselves otolaryngologists, because they went to a lot of school), and he took MRIs and CAT scans and whatever else, and the machines told him I had a cyst.  He removed it in February, and upon performing a biopsy, he discovered that rather than a cyst, he had actually removed a benign tumor, called a pleomorphic adenoma.  It was harmless, and it was removed, and life went on.

Until it came back.  I went back to the ENT every six months for a checkup, to make sure the tumor didn’t come back.  Well, this Spring, he was concerned that it had come back, and so he sent me to see a colleague.  The new ENT confirmed that the tumor had, in fact, come back, and would need to be removed again.  So, on July 18th, I had a second surgery to remove this tumor.

It is apparently very rare for this kind of tumor to come back; something like 1 in 20 do.  The theory is that since the first doctor didn’t remove the tumor the way you’d normally remove a tumor (since he thought it was a cyst), some of the cells spilled and replanted.  The second doctor, even though he was happy with how the tumor came out, was concerned about the same thing, since apparently you never really know what happened at a microscopic level, and maybe a couple of cells spilled out that he couldn’t see.  In addition, the tumor grew in such a way that it wrapped around an important facial nerve.  The second doctor was quite worried that this nerve might have been compromised during the surgery, and actually prepared me for that possibility.  Thankfully, he’s talented enough — or I’m young and healthy enough — that there were no such side effects.

Still, the possibility existed that this tumor might regrow, and the doctor was very concerned about having to go in a third time.  He essentially guaranteed that the facial nerve would be damaged if he had to operate again.  So, he strongly recommended radiation, and sent me to see his colleague.

To make a long story short, after talking with both ENTs, the radiation oncologist, and my dentist, there was no way to choose not to have the radiation.  The oncologist told me that the chances of the tumor coming back without radiation were 90%, but it’s more like 50% if I have the radiation.

So, on October 17th, I had my first radiation treatment.  I felt virtually nothing for the first two weeks, except that around the end of the second week, Jack brought a cold home from day care.  But I wasn’t better by Sunday night, so Carrie talked me into staying home that Monday to get better.  The thing about radiation treatments, though, is that the body has a lot of work to do to recover from them, and what seemed like “just a cold” wound up keeping me out of school for a week because I was too sick and too weak to work.  The cold actually got worse toward the end of the week, which is something I had never experienced before.

Monday of the fourth week, I went back to work, but by now the effects of the radiation had really started to take their toll.  I was unable to make it through an entire hour and fifteen minutes of class.  Thankfully that Tuesday was a day off, so I only had to make it through two more days, but that was enough, and I had to tell my chair that I needed some time off to recuperate.

It sounds like a dream to sit around at home for a few weeks while classes are going on, but I didn’t really get any time to enjoy it.  Mostly, I slept or got nauseous.  It became more difficult for me to eat or even to drink water, because I was sick so often.  What I didn’t realize is that I had become dehydrated, and that Friday (of week 4) I wound up in the emergency room to get rehydrated.

I’ve been doing a little better lately, especially since I now appreciate the need to eat and drink.  But today was my best day.  Radiation lasts for 30 sessions, which works out to six weeks.  The last session would have been this past Friday, except that the department was closed for Thanksgiving.  So, #30 should have been yesterday, except that the machine was down.  But, finally, this morning, I became a former radiation patient after treatment #30.

Among the paperwork the hospital sent me before starting treatment was this document, entitled “The Striking of the Gong”:

The completion of your radiation therapy treatments marks a milestone in your survivorship journey.  The staff of the Department of Radiation Medicine believes that this accomplishment should be acknowledged: One way is through the ceremonial playing of a gong.  On your last day of radiation treatment, you are welcome to strike the gong…  Traditionally, the touching of a gong is thought to bring strength and good fortune.

I would hear the gong being struck a couple times a week during my treatment visits, and it became something to look forward to.  Well, finally, today was gong day:

I still feel like crap, and it’ll be a while before I’m fully recovered.  One of the worst side effects, besides all the sleeping and nausea, is the change to my taste buds.  Many of my favorite foods taste wrong or bad because of the radiation.  I haven’t been able to eat any bread products or tomato products.  Ice cream tastes weird, as does anything with chocolate in it.  I recently tried pineapple, and it was almost completely devoid of taste.  They say that it will take about three weeks for taste to finally come back.  Until then, I have become a huge fan of the Food Network, planning what sort of wonderful things I’m going to eat when I’m able to.

Soon enough, I’ll be back to work, back to drinking coffee and beer, back to being awake 18 hours a day instead of sleeping 15 hours a day, back to playing on the floor with Jack — back to normal.  It’ll take some time, but I know that the recovery process started today.  I invite you to ask me anything you need to ask me about radiation, especially if you or a loved one needs to go through it.  It ends, and it gets better, and that’s the most important thing to understand.

Edited to add:  The treatments would not have gone nearly as well as they did if not for all the dedicated staff at LIJ who worked so hard to make me comfortable.  Special thanks go out to all the radiation techs (and of course I identified the musicians and the volunteer firefighter right away), to Nurse Diana, and to PA Jonathan.  No one in his right mind would classify radiation therapy as “easy”, but these professionals made it as easy a process as anyone could wish for.  Thanks.

One more edit:  While writing this post, I was so careful to get all the technical stuff right, like timelines and whatnot, that I forgot what was really important.  My wife Carrie and my mom both made huge sacrifices during these six weeks, to make sure I was eating and drinking, to make sure Jack got to day care and back, and to make sure I was comfortable.  They worked harder, and took better care of me, than I ever expected to need.  They were so awesome during this that their awesomeness became commonplace and expected, and I started to take it for granted.  Well, let me say here, publicly, that I truly would not have gotten through all this without their love and hard work.  I hope never to have to repay this debt.


Jul 1 2011

Jack and the Duckies



Jack and the Duckies, originally uploaded by cmerlo441.

We brought Jack to the Long Island Game Farm this week, to celebrate finally being done with school. Jack was nice enough to pose for the best photo I’ve ever taken of him… and I’ve taken some nice ones.


Jun 11 2011

Weirdest Mets Game Ever

I’ve been meaning to write this post for a long time, but I never take the time to do it.  I was reminded about this game once again today, and since I have the time, I have decided not to put it off any more.

The weirdest Mets game I’ve ever attended took place on August 23rd, 2009.  What was so weird about it?  Well,

  • DJ AM (who I admit I’d never heard of) threw out the first pitch, in what would be his last public appearance before his untimely death five days later.
  • Pedro Martinez, who was a beloved Met for four years, was the visiting Phillies’ starting pitcher after the Mets essentially ignored him during the off-season.
  • Pedro would have his first at-bat before he threw his first pitch.
  • Oliver Perez gave up six runs in the first inning.  (If you know anything about Perez, that part isn’t so weird.)  Not only did he not get out of the first inning, he was pulled during Pedro Martinez’ at-bat with a 3-0 count.  Nelson Figueroa would come in and finish the at-bat, striking Pedro out to end the inning.
  • Mets center fielder Angel Pagan hit an inside-the-park home run and a traditional home run.
  • Mets right fielder Jeff Francoeur caught a ball hit by Phillies second baseman Eric Bruntlett in shallow right in the top of the 9th that the first base umpire initially ruled a trap.  The umps got together to discuss it, and wound up overturning the first base umpire’s initial ruling, making the third out in the inning.
  • Bruntlett would get his revenge on Francoeur in the bottom of the ninth when, down by two runs, with two runners on and no outs, Francoeur lined out to Bruntlett, who then stepped on second and tagged out Daniel Murphy, who was on the back end of an attempted double steal.  Bruntlett therefore ended the game with an unassisted triple play — only the 15th in the history of Major League Baseball, the second ever to end a game, and the first ever to end a National League game.  Had Bruntlett been standing literally anywhere else in the stadium, that ball would have gone through for a hit, and the Mets would have scored one run and likely two to tie the game.  See for yourself:  Eric Bruntlett\’s Unassisted Triple Play (YouTube)

Pedro Martinez, in his first game against the Mets since May 28, 1997, won for the first time as a Mets opponent since April 26, 1997.  Perez took the loss in, if I remember correctly, what would turn out to be his last appearance for the Mets that season.  That was a long drive home.


Jun 13 2010

Jack’s First Celebrity Sighting!

Jack’s day care center held an ice cream social yesterday, and Elmo showed up. Pretty cool. (Also, I just discovered that Flickr and WordPress have automatic API talk-to-each-other-ness which I’m trying out for the first time presently. Which was a good excuse to post this photo.)