An unexpected Dropcam experience

A few months back I bought a few Dropcams and set them up in our house.

I wanted to have an easy way to check on things as we travel quite a bit and there are a number of folks that have keys to our place.

I was also curious about the technology and wanted to see first hand how it all worked.

Initially Lauren and the kids made a few jokes about living under house arrest and my son would often make funny faces in front of the cameras.

But after a week or so everyone just ignored them.

That’s when it got interesting.

One morning before the kids went to school I was heading down the stairs and my son was heading up the stairs. He gave me an impromptu hug.

About an hour later I thought, “hey that hug was in front of one of the dropcams”

I fired up the app and sure enough I had this video of the awesome hug.

As you might guess we take a lot of photographs in our house. Some are candid and some are posed. But I don’t take much videos. And if I do they are during special events like Christmas morning or a birthday party.

But now I have these cameras recording the every day. The good, the bad, the ugly. In other words life.

I have the dog jumping on the counter when no one is looking, the kids ignoring us, the laughs & the cries, dancing my wife in the kitchen as well her looking less than happy when I’m late.

I am now making a point to grab video clips and sticking them in iMovie each month. I’m hoping I end up with something special, something real. It’s just for us.

I didn’t expect this use case when I ordered the Dropcams. But it is my favorite thing about it.

San Francisco moments

I have been in San Francisco the last few days and heading back east today.

After all these years it still feels funny to get off the plane at SFO and take a cab to the hotel instead of our little apartment.

Please, I beg you, open your senses to the will of the people to keep the Internet as free as possible. Local ISP’s should provide connection to the Internet but then it should be treated as though you own those wires and can choose what to do with them when and how you want to, as long as you don’t destruct them. I don’t want to feel that whichever content supplier had the best government connections or paid the most money determined what I can watch and for how much.

“Your heart running around outside your body”

Sometimes parents tend to get caught up in the minutia of parenthood: the logistics of getting from one place to another without losing your shit, the weary deflection of the 34th “Why?” question of the afternoon, and all the rest. At least, I know I do. You forget to lift your head up to appreciate what you have. Author Elizabeth Stone once wrote that having kids was deciding to “have your heart go walking around outside your body”. Steve Jobs put it similarly: your children are “your heart running around outside your body”.

That’s the truest sentiment I’ve ever read about parenting; it feels exactly like that to me. Reading Eric’s writing about Rebecca, a girl so close in age to both my kids, has affected me greatly. That could be me. My kids suffering. My heart, broken and dying. Imagining one of them…I can’t even do it, the tears come hard and fast, washing away any such thoughts ~Jason Kottke, “In Memory of Rebecca Myer”